Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Is Someone Robbing Us?
๐'๐บ ๐๐ฝ๐น๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ป๐ด 10-20 ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ป ๐บ๐ ๐๐ผ-๐๐. ๐ฃ๐น๐ฒ๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐บ๐ฒ! ๐ง๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐ธ๐๐ผ๐!!
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"Wait here. Lin Qianshan, come with me to assess the strength of this zombie horde."
After saying that, Ye Zian pushed open the car door, and Lin Qianshan followed him out.
Unlike the other residents of the fortress, Lin Qianshan had never gone out to kill zombies before. She had only trained for half an hour yesterday under Ye Zian's guidance. However, as the female who had trained with Ye Zian the most, her attributes were second only to Ye Zian and Zhao Wanrong within the fortress.
Ye Zian took out his Tang sword from his space. The distance of five hundred meters was nothing.
The horde was not very active during the day, merely wandering aimlessly. In less than a minute, Ye Zian arrived in front of the zombies. He raised his Tang sword and directly slashed at the first zombie, charging into the horde.
With each swing, several zombie heads rolled to the ground, and before they could hit the floor, Ye Zian stored them in the system space. A large vacuum area appeared in the midst of the horde, as the zombies couldn't get close to Ye Zian at all.
Watching Ye Zian slaughtering the zombies, Lin Qianshan's eyes widened, and the flickering fire in her heart reignited. Gritting her teeth, she resolutely approached the horde.
Lin Qianshan drew her longsword and mimicked Ye Zian's movements as she entered the zombie crowd.
Like a swimming dragon, she constantly dodged among the zombies, using her longsword to sever the heads of the zombies, revealing the red and white contents inside. Although the surrounding smell was somewhat pungent, it brought a unique thrill to Lin Qianshan.
"So this is what the search team does every day?"
Having been told since childhood to be a good student, she finally found herself living the life she had always longed for.
Lin Qianshan's true nature was completely awakened by the apocalypse.
The two people in the vehicle exchanged glances, unable to suppress their gulping.
Everyone knew the city lord was strong, but no one expected him to be this powerful. The two of them had solved hundreds of zombies in just ten minutes!
Normally, they would need to send another truck to divert the zombies.
As the last zombie fell to Lin Qianshan's blade, the task count reached 7561.
Ye Zian took out a piece of cloth to wipe the blood off his Tang sword, starting to clean up the battlefield.
Lin Qianshan, following his example, tore a piece of cloth from a zombie and began wiping her longsword.
The heads of the zombies and two dropped cards on the ground were collected by Ye Zian into his space.
One card was a white card for Fireball Spell, and the other was a green weapon card for a crossbow.
Upon seeing the crossbow depicted on the card, Lin Qianshan's initially joyful expression instantly fell.
She had been looking forward to receiving a longsword.
Displeased, she pouted.
Ye Zian upgraded the crossbow to blue quality, turning it into a repeating crossbow that automatically shot an energy bolt every second.
Ye Zian picked up the palm-sized repeating crossbow, which had an interesting design and could be strapped to the wrist.
Aiming at a tree trunk fifty meters away, he fired an energy bolt.
A blue arrow instantly formed on the repeating crossbow, flying toward the tree trunk like a serpent.
Thud!
The trunk was pierced by the energy arrow, flying back several meters.
The power was decent, but the real advantage was that it didn't require reloading. As a small weapon for long-range attacks, it was ideal for the intelligence team.
Returning to the truck, Ye Zian spoke to the co-driver, "Have the vehicles on both sides lead the zombies elsewhere and then return."
After saying that, Ye Zian went back to the rest area to recover his stamina.
Although the battle had been one-sided, Ye Zian still needed to avoid zombie attacks since he wasn't an ability user yet, which had consumed a fair amount of energy.
After all, only twenty doses of the antidote had been prepared, and each one was incredibly precious.
Leaning back against the seat, Ye Zian began to rest his eyes.
The truck resumed its journey, heading toward the Xucheng Bridge.
Before long, four trucks returned to the convoy, following closely behind the lead vehicle as they continued toward Xucheng Island.
Suddenly, the sharp sound of brakes jolted Ye Zian awake.
The co-driver shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Obstacle ahead; the rear vehicles, please be cautious."
Fortunately, the speed was slow, and no serious consequences ensued.
Ye Zian looked up and saw seven or eight buses blocking the center of the road, completely obstructing it.
"Strange, there weren't any of these vehicles when I returned this morning."
The voice of the intelligence team member came through the walkie-talkie, expressing her surprise at the situation.
This meant someone was trying to rob them.
Ye Zian frowned slightly, feeling annoyed that their progress had been interrupted.
With the sound of two engines starting, two sudden buses blocked the road behind the convoy.
The screeching of brakes acted like a rallying cry, and immediately, around forty to fifty survivors armed with various weapons rushed out, surrounding the convoy.
"Sorry, brothers, but we're just trying to make a living."
A middle-aged man with a scarred face stepped forward from the crowd, boldly exposing his chest, hands on his hips, revealing a handgun tucked in his waistband.
Ye Zian couldn't help but sneer.
Due to certain regulations, firearms had become practically useless; the power of that handgun was less than that of a nail clipper.
It could only deceive those who were unaware.
"I won't make it difficult for you. Leave half of the supplies on your truck, and you can go."
Before Ye Zian could respond, several thugs climbed onto the back of the truck to see what spoils they could find.
However, Ye Zian's truck was empty. It had only been intended for transporting people, and one thug called out to the scarred man, "Dragon Brother, the back of these trucks is empty, but all the passengers are womenโat least twenty."
Hearing the first half of the thug's sentence, the scarred man looked displeased. He had expected to find a big prize when he saw five heavy trucks approaching, only to discover they were empty.
But upon hearing the second half of the thug's statement, a lewd grin spread across his face.
The women at home had grown boring; this convoy had arrived just in time.
His gaze inadvertently landed on Lin Qianshan in the rest area, and his eyes nearly popped out.
What a fairy!
She was ten times more beautiful than any star he had seen on television.
However, when the scarred man noticed Ye Zian beside her, his fury ignited.
Damn it, there was a man on the truck! Seeing how close Ye Zian was to the girl, it was clear he had already taken her.
The scarred man bellowed, "Everyone get off the truck immediately, or don't blame us for being rude."
Without any supplies, the scarred man was already seething with anger.
After saying this, he pulled out the handgun from his waistband and knocked on the truck door, signaling Ye Zian to come down.
The team members looked at the greedy expressions on the surrounding survivors, but they felt no fear. With the city lord present, any enemy was no match for him.
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