Wang Dajiang and the others gaped in disbelief at the talking zombie before them.
The zombie seemed to have guessed their reaction long ago. It drank the red wine and slowly approached Wang Dajiang's group.
"You... I remember you. Back then on the first floor of the hotel, I took you hostage, but Xiao Fan's people didn't care whether you lived or died."
"What's your situation today? Celebrating your independence?"
The zombie spoke and suddenly grabbed Wang Dajiang from the crowd.
Its crimson eyes flashed as it stared at Wang Dajiang. "I really hate it when people hold guns. Are you looking to die?"
Wang Dajiang's small gun dropped to the ground with a clang. "No, no, I was just... just..."
"Speak. Where did Xiao Fan go? How come there are only a few of you left?"
Wang Dajiang was now somewhat incoherent. "It wasn't my orders, no, I'm not really sure either. Xiao Fan's people left and went to a new base, but I don't know the exact location."
Li Nanfeng's gaze swept over the people present. "Who knows where Xiao Fan went?"
No one answered because they truly didn't know.
Xiao Fan's people had only said they were leaving, but they didn't mention the specific location.
Only one survivor managed to say, "They left by rail, heading north."
"North? That's a vast area."
Li Nanfeng said, already displaying extreme impatience.
Talking nonsense with these useless people was truly torturous. After becoming a zombie, Li Nanfeng's temper had become particularly violent.
His cold, inhuman gaze swept over the crowd, and Li Nanfeng gave a cold snort. "Since you're all so useless, there's no need for you to live."
He flung Wang Dajiang aside, directly throwing him into the zombie horde.
"Happy Independence Day, babies! Dinner time!"
The zombie horde pounced with a swarm. Wang Dajiang and the others didn't even have time to scream before being engulfed by the wave of undead.
Among them, the mutant bear zombie that Lu Wang had become after death was particularly fast at devouring people, chomping the flesh in its mouth with a terrifying crunching sound more horrific than the demons of hell.
Li Nanfeng sat alone on a chair, watching all this with an emotionless expression.
After watching for a while, he turned his head in annoyance and noticed the map on the wall.
"Hmm?"
His gaze fell upon a circled area in red.
It was a circle Xiao Fan had absentmindedly drawn when originally choosing the location.
"Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm."
Li Nanfeng stared at it for a moment before breaking into a cold laugh.
"Heh... hehehe!! How convenient for me."
"Xiao Fan, did you think I couldn't find you just by changing locations? You're wrong."
"Even if you hide at the ends of the earth, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth. I won't rest until I've crushed you to dust and avenged the hatred in my heart!"
Li Nanfeng directly left the police station building.
The deep night was perfect for traveling.
Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm was 1,500 kilometers away. Even if the zombie horde advanced 24 hours non-stop, they could only travel 70-80 kilometers per day at most.
For him to reach Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm from here would take more than 20 days, not even a month.
Moreover, he felt his forces were not at their limit yet. He wanted to take this time to further expand his troops, which would undoubtedly delay him further.
So he had to move a little faster.
Vast numbers of zombies began to move, slowly advancing northward along the highway.
Though their pace was sluggish, in this world, there was now no one who could obstruct their march.
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Xiao Fan was unaware of the events that had occurred in Yanshan Town.
He personally led his people to the train station near Sishui County, where they had disembarked, to wait.
They waited until 5 PM when the train finally arrived.
The people from Yanshan Town began to disembark.
Xiao Fan also saw his father and sister, happily chatting with them briefly.
"Get on board. We're heading to our new base. Although it's still rather crude there, it's safe, and everyone can live and build without worry."
Over 200 survivors boarded the vehicles and the convoy headed directly for the City of Dawn.
Along the way, across a stretch of wilderness, they could vaguely see Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm in the distance.
There were still a few survivors at that farm, hiding in several houses. Xiao Fan's group had passed by a few times, but those survivors never appeared.
Whether out of fear or something else, they just hid and avoided contact.
Xiao Fan didn't want to disturb anyone, so if they didn't show up, so be it. They would only be a burden now.
As they passed Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm, he could faintly see the lights from a few places there.
But just as they were passing by, the lights suddenly went out all at once!
"What's going on?" Xiao Fan was taken aback.
But he immediately thought of a possibility and told the engineer Ai Yin, "Take two soldiers back to the train and see if it can still be powered on."
He wanted to confirm one thing. The train ran on electricity, but it was clearly not the same power source as Yunzhou Leaning Mountain Farm. If both places lost power, then the situation might be serious.
A Jeep 212 quickly raced back and caught up with the main group after a while.
"Commander, there's a blackout. The train can't be powered on."
Xiao Fan silently nodded. It was a complete blackout, as expected.
Although this had long been anticipated, now that it had truly arrived, his mood was still rather heavy.
While this might not greatly affect the City of Dawn, for the survivors still in hiding, it was almost a catastrophe.
From today onwards, they had lost electricity, lost lighting tools, lost refrigerators for storing food, and lost appliances for heating and cooking.
They might have to leave their homes and face the dangers outside.
But after prolonged hiding, they lacked the courage and means to confront the zombies.
Without a doubt, the death rate of human survivors would spike again during this period.
The initial outbreak was a disaster, and now this complete blackout would be the second disaster.
The true darkness had descended!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
