I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 687 - 175 This is a very simple method_6

Chapter 687: Chapter 175 This is a very simple method_6

The satellite phone was silent.

A moment later.

Professor Xia slowly said, "Alright, I understand, we’ll head to Huang City during this time."

For Professor Xia, this was indeed a reason to be happy, as humanity finally had a relatively safe place. When more and more survivors gathered in Huang City, the remnants of human civilization would truly begin to be passed on.

Lin Fan asked, "Professor Xia, has Professor Ji contacted you during this time?"

"No."

Mentioning Ji Qiuyue, Professor Xia also had significant concerns. He didn’t know how she was doing now or the condition of Xiao Xu, who had secretly injected Lucky Cell into himself.

Lin Fan said, "I can understand Professor Ji’s actions. I just hope she is safe."

From the other end of the satellite phone, only a sigh was heard.

Nighttime.

On the highway heading toward Huang City.

A bus had broken down and was parked there.

Mo Lan did not travel at night, as it was too dark to see one’s fingers in front of them. Even with headlights, disturbing some kind of zombie and being chased would likely result in an accident.

There were many overturned vehicles on the highway.

If they collided with them, the consequences would be severe.

"Mo Lan, do you think we can reach Huang City safely?" a survivor asked nervously. During this time of escape, everyone had experienced unimaginable dangers.

Mo Lan asserted, "We will. We will definitely reach the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City."

She did not know if they truly would reach it.

But there was no choice.

She had already become the backbone of this group of people. If she lost confidence, then who else could be confident?

Wu Dongliang and Zhang Hao leaned against the seats with their heads tilted, peering through the gaps in the window curtains at the pitch-dark outside.

They were already very tired.

Both mentally and physically exhausted, sometimes they contemplated that it might be okay to just end it all. However, the will to survive kept them going.

Survive. They must survive.

Suddenly.

Zhang Hao, who was staring outside, as if he saw some enormous shadow moving in the darkness, became tense.

"Shh... don’t talk."

As he spoke.

All the survivors inside the bus behaved very quietly, and their faces showed signs of nervousness; some people curled up, slowly shrinking under their seats.

Some covered their mouths, afraid to make a sound.

Even Mo Lan was very nervous; she did not know what Zhang Hao had seen.

And at that moment, a piercing noise came. It sounded like some sharp tool scraping against the outer shell of the bus, moving from the back to the front.

They could even hear low ’he-he’ growling noises.

Zombies... zombies...

During the day, they had crushed many zombies on the highway, but encountering zombies approaching at night was a torment to their spirits.

Sitting there, Zhang Hao also slowly shrank under his seat, his eyes constantly peering through the curtain gap at the darkness outside.

He hadn’t seen anything.

But there was always a chilling aura enveloping them.

Sweat appeared on Zhang Hao’s forehead, and his palms were sweaty as well.

All of a sudden.

A face pressed against the bus glass, its gray, rolling eyes and ferocious expression looking terrifying.

"He-he..."

The giant zombie outside the bus saw them and started pounding its fists against the vehicle.

"Mo Lan, drive..."

Zhang Hao shouted.

Boom!

The bus shook, the iron-netted windows shattered instantly, and even the metal shell was dented inwards.

Panic-stricken screams erupted from inside the bus.

Mo Lan started the bus and turned on the headlights only to find many ordinary zombies appearing in front. Without a second thought, she hit the gas pedal, ramming into the zombies blocking their path.

She truly hadn’t expected... to encounter danger.

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of impact.

Immediately following, there was noise from the roof of the bus as well, signifying footsteps.

Wu Dongliang and Zhang Hao quickly grabbed their weapons, tense expressions on their faces as they looked up at the roof.

Splat!

Sharp spikes pierced through the roof of the bus. Seeing such spikes, Zhang Hao’s face turned pale in an instant. Without thinking, he roared and stabbed the iron pipe in his hands fiercely into the hole in the roof.

The bus rocked.

Zhang Hao lost his balance and lunged toward a seat nearby. Wu Dongliang, seizing the opportunity, grabbed the iron pipe and viciously kept stabbing upwards.

Thick liquid flowed down the pipe.

"Roar"

An angry roar could be heard.

The zombie that had been stabbed seemed to struggle free and with a loud bang, it seemed to have jumped from the roof to the ground.

"It fell off."

Wu Dongliang said, gasping for breath.

But soon, a terrifying scene unfolded—the rear window of the bus was hit with violent thuds, and with a splat, the spikes had not only pierced through the metal but had also smashed through a seat, impaling a survivor’s chest.

"Ah..."

The impaled survivor screamed miserably, his expression contorted as he pleaded, "Save me, save me..."

Those around him screamed in terror.

Blood poured out from the chest of the impaled survivor, and after screaming for a moment, his eyes turned gray-white, his limbs twisted, and he transformed into a zombie in an instant, attempting to pounce on the other survivors nearby.

"Heh heh"

The zombie struggled, but its chest was still skewered by the spike, and the more it struggled, the quicker blood oozed out.

Zhang Hao, who had regained his footing, grabbed the iron pipe and, with an angry roar, stabbed through the head of the newly turned zombie.

"Everyone get down, don’t sit, don’t stand."

Zhang Hao yelled.

The sudden crisis had strained him to the limit, his body covered in cold sweat. Seeing a dark figure clawing at the window of the seat, without a second thought, he roared and stabbed towards the shadow.

Splat!

It seemed he had hit the target as the figure fell from the seat to the ground.

"Mo Lan, how are things on your end?"

Mo Lan replied anxiously, "There are quite a few zombies blocking the way up front, but for now it’s okay, we can break through. How’s it going on your side?"

"We’re hanging in there."

Zhang Hao and Wu Dongliang were a bit pale, their gazes locked onto the windows on both sides.

They knew the noise they had made had thoroughly enraged the surrounding zombies; anyway, they could hear the zombies continually slamming into the sides of the bus.

Fortunately, it was a bus.

Ordinary zombies weren’t tall enough to reach the windows.

That, to them, was somewhat lucky.

Their two other vehicles had been destroyed when they had encountered larger zombies.

Thinking of that incident made them shiver anew.

A little while later.

The situation was still manageable.

Apart from the thuds against the bus body, at least they hadn’t faced the situation from just a moment ago, maybe they really had shaken off that terrifying zombie.

Gradually, the bus steadied, and the sounds of impact faded.

"It’s over."

Mo Lan let out a huge sigh of relief as the tension left her body, but she didn’t dare to stop and rest now, choosing instead to press on through the night. She glanced back and saw that corpse.

Her face grew solemn.

Another companion had died.

No one knew when danger would come, nor who would perish in it.

Thinking of the current circumstances.

She truly felt an urge to cry.

What a damn apocalypse.