Chapter 197: Kill Them
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Two groups stood opposite of each other in the dark, the second level in absolute silence.
Xu Shanshan looked at the children in Ah-Jin’s arms with a frown before turning to the seven or eight townspeople behind Ah-Jin.
These people did not look like zombies.
Except for their emaciated bodies, their extremely dried lips, and the deep, dark circles under their eyes, there was nothing special about them.
Ah-Jin anxiously hugged the two children and vigilantly watched Xu Shanshan and her group.
“How long have you stayed here?” A girl’s cold voice emerged from the crowd.
The group members subconsciously parted to the side, revealing a little girl’s tiny figure.
She might be small, but the air turned repressive to the point of suffocation when she spoke her cold inquiry. Ah-Jin was so nervous that he did not dare to directly look at her eyes.
“Qinghe Town had its zombie outbreak on the same day as our village. If I guessed correctly, these people have escaped to Fresh Breeze Academy for over 10 days.” The soft, childish voice carried an eerie chilliness. “You’re normal people. I would really like to know how you survived these 10 days without any food or water.”
When she finished speaking, Xu Shanshan and her group’s nerves grew taut again, and they repositioned themselves into a fighting stance.
“Little Miss.” The elderly man who revealed his face at the top of the stairs shakily walked to Ah-Jin’s side. With a sincere expression, he said, “I’m the mayor of Qinghe Town. I beg you experts, please don’t hurt my townspeople. Everyone is very pitiful already.”
The old man staggeringly walked toward Xu Shanshan and shakily moved into a reverent bow.
Suddenly, Qiao Mu released an arrow and it pierced into the old man’s left shoulder.
The old man collapsed onto the ground with a bang. Under his ragged sleeves, a part of his arm, which was distorted with bulging veins, was revealed. His fingers were slightly contorted, and his nails were abnormally sharp.
“He mutated,” Qiao Mu said coldly.
The iron arrow clearly punctured the old man’s shoulder and the tip stuck out from the back, but human blood did not flow out.
Everyone gasped. Mystic cultivators enveloped their weapons with a layer of mystic energy, body cultivators clenched their fists, and superhumans readied themselves for action.
Qiao Mu finally understood the origin of her unease.
Since level-three zombie crows have appeared already, it meant there must be a level-three zombie here as well.
The murder of crows was intimidated by the level-three zombie, so they merely spiraled in the sky above them and did not come down. However, as soon as they were summoned, the aftermath was inconceivable!
Level-one and level-two zombies only knew how to singled-mindedly strangle someone until their victim stopped breathing and became a corpse.
Then, a certain amount of time was needed for a corpse to slowly mutate into a level-one zombie.
However, level three-zombies were completely different. Level-three zombies were not only faster but also stronger.
A level-three mystic cultivator could easily handle three to five level-one or level-two zombies without trouble. However, if they had to face the simultaneous attack of three to five level-three zombies, they would become a punching bag.
What was scariest was that the monsters who advanced into level-three zombies started to enjoy eating human flesh.
Once a person was scratched by a level-three zombie, the person would also mutate into a zombie after a 15-day incubation period and completely lose human thinking, becoming brain dead.
Qiao Mu only had to glance at the old man’s arm bulging with veins to know that the old man had entered the late-stage of the incubation period.
His arm had been scratched by a level-three zombie, and at least seven days had pa.s.sed.
“Kill them!!!” An ear-piercing scream suddenly erupted from the old man’s coiled figure.