Dead on Fire

"We only have one chance, so we must fill the bathtub completely."

Xiao Jun's plan was to use the alcohol in the bathtub as a catalyst. Despite the large number of zombies, the bridge was only so long, and once it was filled and drenched, it would be enough.

In addition to the alcohol in the tub, he would also throw down the unopened alcohol bottles. As long as they were ignited, the packaging wouldn't be a problem.

"Li Jingyin, go find some kindling, the ones with fuzz on them that burn well. The more, the better."

Li Jingyin didn't ask why and went to find kindling with a dozen other girls.

Luckily, they were already on the outskirts of Star City, where there were plenty of dead trees.

The girls ahead were already nearing the end of the battle. Since it was daytime, the hearing of the first-tier zombies was greatly weakened. As long as they didn't step onto the bridge, the zombies on the bridge probably wouldn't pay attention to them.

"Apply alcohol to these pieces of wood too."

Xiao Jun was glad that because of the hot pot, he had brought back all this unwanted alcohol. His space was filled with boxes of it, more than enough to set the entire bridge on fire.

The sounds of battle ahead grew fainter, and more girls joined in to help.

Xiao Jun took out ten boxes of alcohol and distributed them to the girls to assist.

"Pay attention, we're using liquid alcohol, don't throw in solid alcohol."

With more people, there was greater strength. Soon, the preliminary work was completed.

"Jun Ge, be careful."

Seeing Xiao Jun stand up, Wan Qianya nervously grabbed his hand.

She knew what Xiao Jun intended to do.

After the incident last time, Xiao Jun decided not to hide his abilities from everyone anymore.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so dangerous that time. If she hadn't happened to have an antidote, Wan Qianya would have met her demise.

...

Xiao Jun's method seemed quite feasible. There were places to stand on the bridge, and the distance from the bridge deck wasn't too low. As long as they were careful, the fire attack could indeed be carried out.

However, those three pillars didn't offer much space to stand, and no one knew the situation up there. If they slipped, it would be certain death.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After organizing everything and categorizing them, Xiao Jun set aside a ring specifically for storage.

"Everyone, back up another two hundred meters."

Despite the distance from the bridge, Xiao Jun still had them move farther back to maintain a safe distance.

With three opportunities for teleportation, after the third one, he would have to stay up there and wait or jump directly into the river.

Compared to that, Xiao Jun felt it was better to wait. The water might be even more dangerous.

Once everyone had retreated to a safe distance, Xiao Jun patted Wan Qianya's head.

Reluctantly, she let go of his hands and walked step by step towards the back.

"Good luck, Jun Ge."

"Captain, good luck."

The girls behind him shouted.

The Captain was truly amazing.

He could have chosen to let everyone charge up, although there would be some losses, he definitely wouldn't take the risk.

But now, he was going to shoulder the risk himself, truly magnificent.

With a suave wave of his hand, he initiated the teleportation.

In the next moment, Xiao Jun's figure disappeared and reappeared on top of the first pillar.

He carefully stabilized his body, feeling the intense coldness up there.

No wonder they say it's freezing at high places, but this is exceptionally cold.

Without much time to lament, Xiao Jun conjured a large bathtub in his hands.

The alcohol poured down along the wind, perfectly drenching the severed part.

Pouring about one-third of it, Xiao Jun put away the bathtub and took out a branch coated with alcohol to continue throwing it down.

There were also alcohol blocks that didn't need to be unwrapped; he simply threw them down.

When he felt he had thrown enough, Xiao Jun produced a Zippo lighter in his hand.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a top brand; this flame is reliable.

Even when dropped from such a height, the flame continued to burn tenaciously.

"Phew."

As soon as the lighter hit the ground, a blue flame emerged, quite a beautiful sight.

Next were the second and third pillars.

Xiao Jun followed the same procedure, and the entire bridge was engulfed in raging flames.

By now, Xiao Jun was sitting on the third pillar, sweat beads forming on his forehead. His mind was stretched tight, but fortunately, everything was completed. All that remained was to wait for the outcome.

The zombies on the bridge had turned into a chaotic mess, although they didn't experience pain, they instinctively felt some fear in the face of the fire.

But with fire on both ends, given their intelligence, they had no idea where to run.

Especially the zombies squeezed in the middle, they had no way to escape and could only wait quietly to be roasted.

A few zombies managed to escape the bridge in a panic, but Xiao Jun didn't care at all.

Wan Qianya and the others were waiting; they couldn't run away.

After more than ten minutes, the air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat. If some cumin seasoning or something similar were sprinkled, it would be quite enticing.

But if one were to see the source of this fragrance...

Even someone like Xiao Jun, who had experienced six years in the post-apocalyptic world, found it a bit hard to accept.

Although they were zombies, they looked similar to humans after all, and it was difficult to accept that fact.

In the distance,

Wan Qianya and the others anxiously watched as the flames soared on the bridge.

The discomfort of the zombies had nothing to do with her; she only cared about that one small dot in her eyes, fearing that something might happen to Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun could teleport, and many people knew that, but he could only do it three times. Only a few people on the second floor knew about it.

Many girls saw that the leader didn't come down and thought he was observing the situation.

"Too slow, I need to add some more fire."

Xiao Jun muttered to himself and took out some alcohol blocks from his space, throwing them towards the bridgehead.

He was truly pouring oil on the fire.

"Now it's finally not cold anymore..."

Being above a sea of flames made the cold disappear.

This fire burned for nearly an hour.

The surface of the bridge was charred and pitch black, but amid the darkness, some transparent crystals still shone brightly.

No one knew where these mutated crystals came from, and no matter how they tried, they couldn't break them. Once they were put in the mouth, they melted.

Under the lead of Wan Qianya and Li Jingyin, the girls began to cross the entire bridge. They extinguished the fire while also collecting the mutated crystals, bending down whenever they saw one.

By the time they reached the end of the bridge, Xiao Jun was already sitting there calmly, waiting.

Seeing Xiao Jun safe and sound, everyone finally let go of their worries.

"Brother Jun, we can't use this method frequently, or the bridge might get destroyed," Wan Qianya suddenly said as she looked at the charred bridge surface.

Xiao Jun had also noticed that, although the bridge was sturdy, it couldn't withstand multiple burnings.

But now they still had five days of zombie rain, and burning it once a day was definitely not feasible.

"For today, let's leave some alcohol pads on the bridge when we go back, and we'll come back to burn it in five days."

Xiao Jun's plan was disrupted; he had to find out the situation outside today at all costs.

At least before he left the city, he didn't want to see the army of zombies attacking the city.

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