Chapter 80 Transition A Month!
Ling Feng listened quietly without interrupting him.
"The entire neighborhood was filled with those zombies, dense and countless, the entire street was packed!"
"They swarmed towards the car overwhelmingly, and the front windshield was completely smashed. My two brothers were dragged out of the car on that street and bitten to death alive."
"About where are the group of zombies chasing behind you?" Ling Feng asked the question he cared about most.
"We didn't dare to stop at all along the way."
Karl pointed at the battered pickup truck parked in the distance.
"Keep driving along the highway out of the city, and forcefully squeeze through wherever there is a traffic jam. When leaving that residential building area, I estimated it."
"That group of zombies should be about 100 kilometers away from here."
"100 kilometers..." Ling Feng muttered the number in his mouth.
His fingers tapped lightly on the lid of the gasoline barrel.
100 kilometers.
For zombies that could only wander on two legs, this distance was definitely not close.
With so many abandoned towns, wilderness, and forests separated in between, they would most likely be attracted by other sounds during their wandering and completely disperse.
"Alright, I get it."
Ling Feng stood up and came to a conclusion.
At a distance of 100 kilometers, there was completely no rush.
The time left for the camp to practice drills and stockpile supplies was very sufficient.
Seeing Ling Feng getting ready to leave, Karl suddenly remembered something and abruptly stood up.
"However, Boss Ling, there's one thing I feel I still have to mention to you!"
"What is it?" Ling Feng stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him.
Karl pointed at the night sky outside and swallowed saliva.
"When we rushed out of the city, we heard a series of loud explosions coming from the center of the city, and the entire sky was reflected red by the firelight."
"The sound was so loud that the car windows were shaking."
Karl recalled the scene at that time.
"Those zombies that were originally chasing us were stimulated by the explosion sound, and most of them gave up on us, rushing frantically toward the direction of the explosion."
"It's probably bombs dropped by the the military or something." Ling Feng held a cigarette, the half cigarette butt in his hand flickering indistinctly in the night.
The scenes from the original show instantly flashed in his mind.
Shane and Lori stood on the highway out of the city looking out at Atlanta, and the the military dispatched fighter jets to carry out carpet bombing with incendiary bombs on the entire urban area, burning the entire sky red.
The catastrophe broke out fully, and those people upstairs found they couldn't control the situation. In order to clear the densely infected areas in the shortest time, this kind of indiscriminate bombing was definitely something they were capable of doing.
Karl thought along with Ling Feng's words and nodded repeatedly: "It really could be! The commotion at that time was simply like the sky falling, even the ground of the underground garage where we were hiding was shaking."
"Alright, whether it is or not, it has nothing to do with us." Ling Feng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped it out, "More than a hundred kilometers away from here, it won't blow over our heads. Come find me if you encounter difficulties."
After speaking, Ling Feng waved his hand and turned to walk towards his exclusive rest carriage.
Leaving Karl standing alone in place, completely relieved.
Early the next morning.
The mist on the viaduct had not completely dissipated yet, and the huge roar of the engine thoroughly woke up the camp.
That pitch-black wheeled armored vehicle had already reversed and parked at the tunnel entrance. Merle bit on half an unlit cigar, half-hanging on the roof turret, using a rag to wipe that Browning heavy machine gun until it shone brightly.
Sang-hwa and Guillermo stood nearby, distributing remington shotguns and walkie-talkies to a few underlings.
These heavy equipment retrieved from the prison armory directly upgraded these people's gear, one by one putting anti-riot vests on themselves, walking with a swagger.
Ling Feng pushed open the car door, casually grabbed a tactical vest and put it on, walking down the carriage in big strides.
Karl also got up early today, bringing two accompanying strong men, standing awkwardly at the back of the queue.
"What are you dazing for?" Ling Feng walked over and patted Karl on the shoulder, "You're coming out with us today too. Go to the box in the back to claim a riot gun, and take more bullets."
Karl was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and ran towards the supply box in the open space.
"Is everything packed up neatly?" Ling Feng glanced around this temporarily cobbled-together team.
"Boss, ready to go anytime!" Merle roared on top of the car, showily pulling the bolt, a crisp clatter that attracted several newcomers nearby to look sideways repeatedly.
"Let's go."
The armored vehicle led the way, followed by a pickup truck and an off-road vehicle, driving out along the provincial road at the other end of the tunnel that was not blocked to death.
Sitting in the front passenger seat of the off-road vehicle, Ling Feng picked up the walkie-talkie, and confirmation responses from various cars came one after another in the channel.
"I'll say it again." Ling Feng spoke into the microphone, his voice clearly spreading across the cars, "In the future, finding supplies and such things cannot be led by me every time. You guys need to grow up sooner."
Ling Feng glanced at Yongguk who was driving, and continued pressing the talk button.
"Familiarize yourselves with the outside environment as soon as possible, and get used to staying calm when surrounded by monsters." Ling Feng tapped the edge of the car window, "Grow up sooner and be able to lead teams out scavenging as soon as possible! Did you hear that?"
On the other end of the walkie-talkie, Merle and Guillermoshouted at the top of their lungs that they understood.
Karl and the others in the back row also nodded one after another, gripping their guns tighter, their heartbeats thumping wildly.
The convoy drove for more than ten kilometers along the highway, and an abandoned gas station appeared ahead.
The glass door of the convenience store had long been shattered into debris all over the ground, various snack packaging bags were scattered around, and about thirty or forty zombies were sparsely wandering near the supermarket entrance and the gas pumps.
Hearing the commotion of the heavy diesel engine, this group of monsters immediately roared, turned their heads, and lunged toward the highway with stiff, foul-smelling steps.
Merle just wanted to turn the muzzle of the heavy machine gun on the roof.
"Don't use heavy firepower, it wastes too much ammunition." Ling Feng interrupted him in the channel, "Guillermo, Karl, you guys take people out of the car and deal with them with the tools in your hands. No one is allowed to take half a step back."
The sound of the airlock venting sounded, and the convoy braked to a stop on the side of the road.
Karl held the heavy remington, his palms full of slick sweat, and even his hand pulling the car door was shaking slightly.
Guillermo was quite experienced; he kicked open the off-road vehicle door, raised his gun and rushed out, with a few underlings closely following him to cover both flanks.
"Bang!"
The huge gunshot exploded on the empty highway.
Guillermo was less than ten meters away from the zombies. This shot of scattershot directly blasted a bloody hole in the chest of the zombie rushing at the very front, and along with it, half of the head of another zombie beside it was blown away by the steel balls.
"This fucking gun is really awesome!" Guillermo whistled excitedly, skillfully pulling the pump-action handguard, and a steaming empty cartridge case popped out.
Karl swallowed saliva, forcing himself to steady his breathing.
He copied Guillermo's manner and pressed the gunstock tightly against his shoulder, aiming at a male zombie wearing a mechanic's uniform lunging from the side.
Pulling the trigger.
The huge recoil hit Karl's shoulder with a burst of soreness and numbness.
Because he didn't hold down the muzzle, this scattershot deviated ridiculously, missing the head and instead breaking one of the zombie's legs.
The monster fell to the ground, its lower body dragging on the ground, still frantically clawing at the asphalt road surface with both hands to crawl forward, making teeth-aching clacking sounds in its mouth.
"Hit the head! Stop fucking wasting bullets hitting the body!" Merle stood on the armored vehicle, mercilessly cursing loudly, "You can't even hit a living target crawling on the ground. Are those two eyes of yours just used for breathing?"
Chapter 81: "The Swarm" Dungeon
Provoked by Merle like that, Karl's face flushed red, and gritting his teeth, he took a large stride forward, aiming the barrel of his gun directly at the head on the ground.
"Bang!"
The sound of a rotten watermelon bursting rang out, and the monster on the ground completely stopped twitching.
Over the next twenty minutes.
Ling Feng didn't even pull open the car door.
Relying instead on Sang-hwa to hold a long spear to steady the formation and command from the side, with Guillermo taking the lead to demonstrate, they forcibly had the newcomers like Karl completely clear out more than thirty zombies.
The whole process was stumbling and clumsy; two of the lacklings were almost scratched because they reloaded too slowly, but fortunately it was a narrow escape, and no one was injured.
This one-sided slaughter could be considered taking the most crucial step for this group of newly joined rookies to survive in the wasteland.
Time passed day by day just like that.
In the blink of an eye, a month hurried past.
With that batch of firearms and ample supplies as a foundation, the Viaduct Camp developed at a tongue-clucking, astonishing speed.
During this period, the scavenging squads successively encountered a few batches of fleeing survivors in the surrounding villages and highways.
After rigorous screening and physical checks, the camp once again took in a dozen desperate refugees.
This brought the camp's total population officially to 86 people.
The viaduct, which originally appeared quite spacious, had now been completely renovated and transformed.
The simple wooden cabins on the outer perimeters of both sides were expanded backwards by a large circle, completely able to meet everyone's needs for shelter from wind and rain.
The fortifications on both sides of the bridgehead were reinforced by a full three layers, filled with sharpened logs, barbed wire, and chevaux-de-frise welded from scrap cars.
The crops in the agricultural area were growing gratifyingly; the first batch of baby cabbage and fast-growing lettuce had successfully been served on the dining table, greatly alleviating the problem of single-nutrient diets relying entirely on canned food.
Those two hens that Sang-hwa brought back had even hatched a nest of fluffy yellow chicks under Hye-young's care, chirping and running around in the fence every day, adding a lot of human warmth and vitality to this camp.
Under the leadership of Maggie and Li Bingbing, the women even established an internal defense group.
When encountering emergencies, they could completely pick up the walkie-talkies and pistols hanging around their necks to organize a second line of defense on the spot.
Most crucially, the camp's dispatched armed forces had completely taken shape.
Sang-hwa, Merle, and Guillermo each led an eight-person squad, taking turns driving fire engines and pickups every day to search for supplies.
Not only were the three of them accurate shots, but they also long had their own set of mature tactics for dealing with zombie hordes numbering in the tens or even hundreds.
There was fundamentally no need for Ling Feng to follow along and worry about every little thing.
As for the other end of the tunnel, the cleaning plan for that European-style small town with a moat had already swept through more than half of its outer streets.
Barring any accidents, in another week or so, they would clear out the remaining zombies and block off the drafty intersections.
Everyone would be able to migrate as a whole and completely move into the small town to live in detached western-style houses with sofas and double beds.
Everything was proceeding methodically in the direction of the best.
At noon that day, the sunlight was somewhat dazzling, shining on people with a warm feeling.
Ling Feng alone climbed up the iron ladder on the side of the viaduct to the top of the viaduct.
Spreading a clean jacket out, he leaned all the way back, resting his hands behind his head, and comfortably basked in the sun.
Earlier, Lee Ji-eun had been holding a plate of washed grapes under the bridge, wanting to climb up the ladder to find him, but he waved her away to go practice shooting with Maggie.
Having been busy for a month, Ling Feng rarely enjoyed this kind of quietness where he didn't have to manage anything.
He closed his eyes, his mind stirring slightly.
A translucent holographic panel projected out in front of his retinas.
[Ling Feng]
[Original Spider-Man]
[Vision: 324 frames/sec ↑ (Normal person 30 ~ 60 frames)]
[Explosive Power: 251 tons ↑ (Normal person 0.3 ~ 0.5 tons)]
[Speed: 90 meters/sec ↑ (Normal person 8 ~ 12.4 meters/sec)]
[Neural Reaction: 0.0028 seconds ↑ (Normal person 0.2 seconds)]
[Muscle Synchronization Rate: 100% (The body reacts when a thought moves; even if the thought doesn't move, the body moves)]
[Physical Body: Hard-resistance to conventional bullets ↑ (Falling from the 20th → 30th floor without powers only causes a backache~)]
[Abilities: Rapid Regeneration, Spider-Sense, Powerful Web-Shooting, Hawkeye]
[Evaluation: Spider Goblin / Flying Hulk, Really not going to wander around another world?]
[Completed Dungeons: "Train to Busan", "the walking dead Season 1"]
[Unlocked Dungeon: "The Swarm"]
...
Skipping those outrageous bodily data from before that didn't have much change.
Ling Feng's gaze looked directly at the very bottom of the panel.
A few days ago, the countdown representing the dungeon cooldown on this panel had been ticking away, and now, the countdown had completely cleared to zero.
"The Swarm"
Ling Feng straightened his body, his line of sight fixed dead on the newly popped-up red text on the panel.
The instant he saw the wording on it clearly, his brows twitched fiercely, and a trace of unmaskable astonishment appeared on his face.
During his free time this month, he had deduced countless times in his mind what style the next world would be. Martial arts? Sci-fi? Or high-magic fantasy?
But he never expected.
That this randomly opened second dungeon.
Would actually be this world...
"The Swarm"
He stared at those two red characters for a long time.
His mind began to quickly search through memories regarding this world.
How should this world be put.
The biggest regret is probably that security guard Choi Hyun-seok and his older sister.
Actually, the method to stop the disaster is very simple, as long as the source is cut off.
But he currently didn't know which day the intervention time point arranged by the system was on, nor did he know what the specific task was.
In his impression, that security guard named Choi Hyun-seok was extremely capable of fighting.
Even though he was just an ordinary person, the martial prowess he erupted with under that environment was definitely the highest in the entire plot, and his IQ was also completely online.
It was a pity that he still ended up with a tragic death in the end.
Forget it.
Ling Feng casually closed the panel.
Why think so much about this? Since the dungeon is unlocked, then just go straight over and take a look.
Finishing the dungeon earlier, entering the cooldown period earlier, and getting rewards is what's most practical.
'System, open the dungeon!'
A streak of white light instantly burst open in his mind.
Accompanying a brief sense of weightlessness, the surrounding air temperature and scent began to undergo drastic changes.
The smell of rust disappeared.
Replaced by a very strong moldy smell of the basement, mixed with the tar odor of inferior tobacco.
Ling Feng opened his eyes.
His body was already standing steadily in a slightly dim space.
He quickly looked around.
Here was a narrow and enclosed underground corridor.
The walls were pasted with yellowed tiles, and overhead was a row of flickering incandescent fluorescent tubes.
On the right side of the corridor stood two rows of rusted iron lockers, with many faded duty rosters and precautions pasted on them.
This was an internal security changing room and rest area of a large building.
The panel information popped up before his eyes at the right time.
[Dungeon: "The Swarm" (Unlocked)]
[Current Time Node: Disaster outbreak 2 hours]
[Mission: Change the destiny of security guard Choi Hyun-seok and his older sister, cut off the pollution source and stop the disaster from spreading.]
Ling Feng quickly scanned the few lines of text on the panel, and with a thought, the panel disappeared.
It has already broken out for 2 hours!
Although she is a married woman, I really like her~ Kwon Se-jung, the female lead!
Chapter 82: Whatever Monster You Are, One Strike and You're Knocked Flying!
The pale lights flickered continuously overhead, emitting a harsh buzzing sound of electric current.
As the white light just dissipated, the air was filled with an extremely strong musty smell, mixed with a nauseating stench of rust and blood.
Ling Feng's retina had just adapted to the light before him.
"Ahhhh!"
An extremely sharp and piercing female voice shattered the muffled echoes of the corridor.
Ling Feng immediately turned his head.
On the tiled floor a few meters away, a female student in a short-skirt uniform was falling backward in a disheveled manner, and her schoolbag flew straight out of her hand.
In front of her, three humanoid monsters with bloodshot eyes and bulging veins on their necks were pouncing aggressively, letting out low growls like a beast.
The distance was too close, and the hands of one of the monsters were about to grab the female student's bare calves.
Ling Feng had no time at all to care about the background settings the system had just given.
He suddenly exerted force with his feet.
Right outside the clothing store next to him stood a thickened stainless steel clothing rack used for hanging new coats.
Ling Feng casually picked up the metal clothing rack weighing tens of catties, the muscles in his single arm tensing up.
There was simply no need to use any special combat techniques.
A muffled whistle directly erupted in the air.
Bang!
The solid metal rack swept horizontally, solidly striking the waists of the two monsters that rushed the fastest.
The huge reactionary force erupted the moment of contact.
The two monsters didn't even utter a sound, their lumbar vertebrae directly snapped and twisted by the violent force.
Their entire bodies completely lost control, flying backward for more than ten meters like two broken sacks.
With a loud crash,
they heavily smashed into the reinforced explosion-proof glass of the opposite shop, and glass shards mixed with dark brown viscous liquid splashed all over the floor.
The remaining monster was startled by the commotion and had just turned its neck.
Ling Feng backhanded the clothing rack downward with a smash.
It directly pinned its head along with its upper body firmly to the ground, its limbs twitching frantically a few times before completely losing all movement.
"Still screaming! Run!"
Ling Feng threw the scrapped clothing rack aside, looked at the female student sitting paralyzed on the ground who only knew how to cover her ears and scream wildly, and roared impatiently.
This was a closed building corridor, and this woman's decibel level was simply a living soul-summoning bell.
Hearing the voice, the female student was suddenly stunned.
She looked at Ling Feng in horror, her mouth opening and closing, obviously not understanding a single Chinese character.
But a person's survival instinct under extreme fear completely overrode the language barrier.
The female student roughly understood Ling Feng's meaning.
She crawled up from the ground using hands and feet, and instead of running down the corridor by herself, she grabbed Ling Feng's wrist tightly.
Pulling him, she dashed into the clothing store next to them with half-pulled rolling shutters.
Her strength was astonishingly great, and her nails were almost embedded into the back of Ling Feng's hand.
Ling Feng followed her inside, and while taking a step, he glanced back at the corner at the end of the corridor.
He quickly ran through the plot in his mind.
The source that caused all this disaster to erupt, the Doctorsurnamed Li, was probably in some hidden floor of this building.
However, there really was no time to care about that old fellow right now.
Clang!
As soon as the female student dragged Ling Feng running into the clothing store, a middle-aged man in a suit hiding at the base of the wall next to them immediately jumped out.
This person desperately pulled the rolling shutter all the way down, while picking up a thick U-shaped lock and fastening it tightly onto the handle of the glass door.
The space of the clothing store was not very large.
It was piled inside with unopened hard cardboard boxes and several rows of clothing racks, and the air was stuffy enough to make people breathless.
In the corner also squatted a trembling young couple, plus an auntie who kept praying with her hands clasped together.
Counting the suited man and this female student, there were a total of five people.
The female student leaned against the cash register, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for heavy breaths.
Calmly slightly recovering her breath, she turned her head toward Ling Feng and output a stream of extremely fast-paced Korean.
While speaking, she still carried an obvious crying tone and kept bowing.
She was obviously thanking him for saving her life.
Ling Feng kept his hands in his pockets, pretending not to hear at all; with a language barrier, communication relied entirely on guessing, which was really exhausting.
He bypassed the cardboard boxes on the ground, walked to the glass door, and observed outside through the gap less than two fingers wide in the middle of the rolling shutter.
On the corridor outside, a few more infected people dragged their feet and walked over.
They gathered around the three peers that had been knocked flying by Ling Feng just now.
Their movements were extremely bizarre.
There was completely no pattern whatsoever, with their limbs presenting anti-joint twisted postures and twitching every now and then.
Calling them zombies wasn't really accurate.
Ling Feng touched his chin.
These monsters were completely different from the walking dead in Train to Busan or the walking dead that bit people relying on instinct and hearing.
Their actions were more like string-pulled puppets with extremely clear collectivity.
Moreover, the most troublesome setting was that as long as the source releasing the contamination was not resolved,
even if you twisted off the heads of this group of monsters and broke their spines right now,
after a period of time, they could even rely on those bizarre parasitic powers to come back to life and continue moving.
They couldn't be killed or shaken off, and they would grow stronger and stronger over time.
In this airtight high-rise building, for any ordinary survivor, encountering this kind of thing was definitely a nightmare with ten deaths and zero survival.
Ling Feng withdrew his gaze.
It was indeed quite terrifying; if an ordinary person really encountered it, there was simply no solution.
But for him,
no matter what kind of mutated and resurrected thing you were,
as long as he found the source, a single punch would scatter even your ashes, seeing if you could still move then.
If he were really angered, tearing down this building with his bare hands wasn't something he couldn't do.
As he was plotting how to find the mission target,
the suited man suddenly walked over, reaching out to push Ling Feng's shoulder with an extremely irritable expression.
His mouth shouted a string of curses loudly, and his finger kept pointing in the direction outside.
Looking at those actions, it was clear he was complaining that the commotion of Ling Feng beating people outside just now was too loud, attracting more monsters, and even intending to chase him out.
Ling Feng frowned slightly, dodging that hand sideways.
Pushing into empty air and feeling that he had lost face, the suited man looked even worse, stepping forward directly to grab Ling Feng's collar.
Click.
Ling Feng raised his hand, his movement so fast that even afterimages couldn't be seen clearly, and backhanded to pinch the suited man's wrist.
His fingers exerted a slight force.
The unbearable dislocation sound of bones was exceptionally clear in the quiet clothing store.
A pig-slaughtering miserable scream was just about to emerge from the suited man's mouth.
Ling Feng directly raised his other hand, pointing his index finger at his lips to make a quiet gesture.
At the same time, his wrist pressed downward.
In pain, the suited man's legs went soft, and he directly knelt on the ground as cold sweat dripped in large drops down his forehead.
To save his life, he forcibly swallowed the scream that had reached his lips back into his stomach, his face swelling like a pig's liver.
Holding his completely dislocated and deformed wrist, he retreated repeatedly, his gaze looking at Ling Feng filled with extreme fear.
It was just like looking at a god of slaughter even more terrifying than those monsters outside.
The young couple and the auntie in the corner were all frightened into shutting their mouths, not even daring to breathe hard.
Chapter 83: Falling Bait, Run!
Ling Feng adjusted his stance, leaned closer to the gap less than two fingers wide in the middle of the rolling shutter door, and continued looking outside.
The fluorescent tubes on the corridor flickered erratically, emitting a weak light source.
Ten-odd meters away across the aisle was a chain convenience store that had already ceased operations. The store's glass was pasted with dark sun-protection film, making it difficult to see the condition inside from the outside.
But Ling Feng possessed dynamic vision hundreds of times superior to ordinary people, and his sight easily penetrated that layer of dark film.
In the shadows between the cash register and the shelves, a few human figures were hiding.
Those people pressed against the walls, holding mop handles or baseball bats used for self-defense, with extremely guarded postures.
This was the so-called protagonist group of this world.
On the corridor outside.
The commotion from the monster that Ling Feng had previously slapped away still attracted other infected individuals.
Several monsters crawling on all fours with reversely bent joints were creeping past the convenience store's glass.
For now, these few monsters temporarily hadn't discovered the living people hiding in the convenience store.
Ling Feng touched his chin.
Since the target was right in this building, actually the most effortless way to clear the level was to directly kick and smash the rolling shutter door in front of him along with the glass.
Then flatten and kill his way all the way up, find the Doctorwho spread the pollution source, and directly kill him on the spot.
As for whether those higher-ups in this world wanted to control the infection or retain mutated samples to conduct some anti-human biochemical research, he simply didn't have the leisure time to care.
Brute-force cracking was the most direct way to clear the dungeon.
Just as Ling Feng was contemplating directly opening the door and rushing over, the atmosphere inside the clothing store changed.
The air inside the enclosed store was stuffy and hot.
The young couple hiding in the corner hugged each other tightly, and the middle-aged woman had her eyes closed with her hands clasped together, still chanting a prayer.
The suit-wearing man knelt on the floor less than three steps away from the main door.
His left hand cupped his completely dislocated and deformed right wrist, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably from the pain. Large beads of cold sweat on his forehead smashed onto the ground.
The extreme agony made this man, who usually considered himself superior to others, completely lose his sanity.
After the fear receded, an extremely twisted malice rapidly expanded in his brain.
"This brat clearly had the strength to beat back the monsters outside with a stick, yet he insisted on injuring me like this!"
The suit-wearing man clenched his back teeth, his breathing becoming very heavy. He slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Ling Feng's undefended back ahead.
The distance was very close.
"As long as I slam into him with force, this brat will definitely fall out of the glass door!"
Just at the moment he generated this thought.
The nerve impulse representing the Spider-Sense in Ling Feng's brain abruptly leaped, transmitting a very clear feedback of malice.
Even the changes in breathing frequency from behind were infinitely magnified in Ling Feng's super hearing.
But Ling Feng didn't look back at all.
This kind of ordinary-person-level sneak attack didn't even qualify to make him execute a dodging movement.
"Go to hell, bastard!"
The suit-wearing man suddenly roared aloud, his entire body springing up from the ground.
He mustered all his strength, lowered his center of gravity, and slammed fiercely toward Ling Feng's back with his intact left shoulder.
The incident happened suddenly, and the female student beside him abruptly widened her eyes.
"Danger!"
The female student instinctively wanted to reach out to pull the corner of the suit-wearing man's clothing, but her fingers brushed past the other person's suit fabric, completely too late to stop him.
Bang!
A dull crashing sound echoed in the enclosed store.
In the convenience store opposite, the few people hiding behind the sun-protection glass happened to see this scene through the gap, and all gasped in fright.
The suit-wearing man's shoulder crashed solidly into Ling Feng's back.
Ling Feng stood in place, his feet stepping steadily on the floor without even bending his knees once.
Terrifying explosive force exceeding two hundred tons and extremely high muscle density supported his torso. This full-strength collision belonging to an adult male couldn't shake him by a fraction at all.
The immense counter-force instantly poured into the suit-wearing man's shoulder.
The suit-wearing man suffered an extremely intense rebound on the spot, his entire body uncontrollably flying backward.
He completely lost balance in mid-air, crashing heavily into the pile of solid wood clothing racks behind him.
Crack.
The crisp sound of bone fracture was clearly audible.
The suit-wearing man's already dislocated right hand was heavily pressed underneath his body, directly suffering a secondary fracture. The sharp bone fragments pierced through skin and flesh, poking out a terrifying bulge at the cuff of his suit.
"Ahhhhh!"
A heart-rending scream instantly erupted, directly penetrating the rolling shutter door and echoing throughout the entire corridor.
The suit-wearing man rolled frantically on the ground, cold sweat mixed with tears smearing all over his face, completely unable to control his vocal cords.
This move completely ruined things.
This high-decibel shout became an excellent positioning signal.
The few monsters that were originally wandering aimlessly outside the corridor stopped their movements in unison.
The next second.
All the monsters abruptly turned their heads, abandoning their sniffing toward the convenience store.
Their limbs alternated frantically on the ground, pouncing toward the direction of the clothing store like they had gone mad.
Thud! Thud-thud-thud!
Heavy crashing sounds successively smashed against the outer side of the rolling shutter door. The entire stainless steel door surface began to dent and deform inward violently.
The piercing sound of nails scraping against metal and viscous low growls densely transmitted inward, making one's scalp tingle.
Chaos completely erupted in the store.
The couple hugged each other and cried loudly.
"The door is about to be knocked open! We're all going to die!" The young man shrank backward in despair.
That middle-aged woman was scared paralyzed on the ground, completely losing mobility.
The female student leaned her back against the cash register, her face pale, panting heavily, and her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.
Ling Feng turned around, looking at the suit-wearing man still wailing and rolling on the ground.
He didn't have the slightest sign of getting angry; instead, he grinned and laughed.
"Isn't the bait for the scene right here?"
The infected outside were all attracted to the door by this commotion, and the direction of the opposite convenience store would instead become an absolutely safe vacuum zone in a short period of time.
Ling Feng took strides and walked back to the center of the store.
Under everyone's terrified gazes, Ling Feng bent down, extended his right hand, and grabbed the suit-wearing man's back collar in one clutch.
His arm exerted slight force.
More than half of the suit-wearing man's body weight of nearly one hundred and fifty catties was directly suspended in the air.
Ling Feng dragged and hauled the suit-wearing man straight to the side of the rolling shutter door.
Listening to the roaring sound close at hand outside, the suit-wearing man completely panicked this time, the pain being completely covered by the desire to survive.
He understood what Ling Feng intended to do.
"Don't... I beg you to let me go."
The suit-wearing man couldn't care about the severe pain in his arm, his only remaining left hand frantically clawing at Ling Feng's trouser legs, tears and snot flowing into a mess.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't throw me out!"
Ling Feng lifted his leg, shook off that dirty hand, and didn't pay attention to him at all.
He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the female student cowering next to the cash register and the young couple still crying in the corner.
Ling Feng raised his free left hand and pointed at the convenience store across the corridor outside.
Then, he tapped the crying suit-wearing man crawling on the ground with his toe.
Finally, he made a gesture of sprinting and running outward.
The meaning was very clear.
Use this trouble-making idiot on the ground to attract the attention of the monsters outside.
"The remaining people, seize this short gap of a few seconds after pulling open the rolling shutter door, and run to the opposite convenience store to hide at the fastest speed!"
Chapter 84: Tossing a 150-pound person away just like that!
The female student swallowed hard, being the first to understand the tactical intention of Ling Feng.
Enduring the trembling in her legs, she picked up the school bag that had fallen to the ground, clutched it tightly to her chest, and turned back to frantically wave at the three people in the corner.
"Hurry over! Get ready to run!" the female student shouted in a suppressed voice.
The male in the couple finally reacted, gritting his teeth as he pulled his girlfriend up from the ground.
Stumbling along, the two moved to a spot less than two meters away from the door, their muscles tensed up as they prepared to sprint at any moment.
However, that middle-aged woman still slumped on the ground, shaking her head desperately and not daring to stand up at all.
Ling Feng paid no attention to the middle-aged woman; the opportunity had been given, and if she could not seize it, she only had herself to blame.
The commotion of the door being battered outside was growing louder and louder.
A section of the fixing clips at the bottom of the roll-up door had already been forcefully snapped off by external force.
The Man in a Suit scraped desperately across the floor, trying to stay away from that door.
Ling Feng bent down.
His left hand firmly grasped the handle at the bottom end of the roll-up door.
His right hand gripped the belt at the lower back of the Man in a Suit.
He took a deep breath.
Inside the dim clothing store, the air pressure was suffocatingly low.
The monsters outside battered the roll-up door frantically, and the stainless steel door panel emitted one harsh, mournful sound after another, threatening to cave inward completely at any moment.
The Man in a Suit was hoisted into mid-air by Ling Fengwith one hand gripping his belt, his broken arm hanging limply.
"No... Please do not open the door!"
Snot and tears covered the face of the Man in a Suit, while his other hand clawed desperately at the floor crevices, wailing in despair.
Ling Feng did not listen to whatever bullshit he was spouting at all.
His left hand hooked onto the groove at the bottom of the roll-up door.
Without needing any leverage, his fingers lifted upwards.
"Clatter!"
The roll-up door, which was already severely deformed from the beating, was forcefully pushed up with one hand by him, straight to the top!
The monsters clustered together outside instantly lost their obstruction, roaring as they lunged forward.
Ling Feng pulled back violently with his right hand.
Swinging his arm in a full circle, he treated the 150-pound body of the Man in a Suit like a human bowling ball.
And hurled it directly toward the open space more than ten meters away in the corridor!
Without any run-up.
Relying purely on the terrifying explosive power of a single arm.
The Man in a Suit traced a parabola in mid-air, not even finishing his cry for help before he crashed heavily onto the tiled floor more than ten meters away.
The tremendous impact caused him to vomit a large mouthful of fresh blood on the spot, tumbling over several times before stopping, and his entire body sprawled on the ground like a broken rag doll.
At the same time.
In a concealed control room within this building.
Sitting in front of the computer screen, Xu Yingzhe was watching this scene synchronously through the retina of the Infected.
Xu Yingzhe was stunned in his chair, his mouth slightly open, and his brow furrowed heavily.
He had not expected that in this building, there would actually be a living person who acted even more ruthlessly than him!
Directly using a living human as bait and tossing them away just like that?
Without even a hint of hesitation!
Where on earth did this lunatic come from? This damn thing was even more like a villain than he was!
In the corridor.
The violent slamming sound of fresh flesh, coupled with the extremely agonizing screams of the Man in a Suit.
Was just like throwing a large bloody piece of bait into a school of sharks.
The monsters that were originally preparing to rush into the clothing store stopped in unison.
The next second.
On all fours, their joints emitting twisted clicking sounds, they changed direction and lunged at the Man in a Suit like rabid dogs.
The Man in a Suit had no time to get up before he was pinned firmly to the ground by several monsters.
"Rip..."
The sound of tearing fabric, mixed with shrill screams, echoed continuously in the corridor.
Taking advantage of this absolute window of opportunity.
Ling Feng turned his head back, looking at the few people inside the store who were still in a state of extreme shock.
Their eyeballs were practically popping out.
Seeing Ling Feng's reaction was even more exaggerated than looking at those monsters outside.
Throwing a 150-pound person flying over ten meters with one hand? Was this even human!
"GO!"
Ling Feng wore a dark expression and let out a low roar.
Since they could not communicate in Korean, this simplest English instruction should at least be understood.
The female student who had just been rescued was the first to snap back to her senses.
She had long been thoroughly sickened by the selfish and vicious face of the Man in a Suit.
At this moment, without even glancing outside, she clutched her school bag tightly and sprinted wildly toward the Convenience Store across the corridor.
The young couple followed closely behind, the male pulling the female as they scrambled and ran out.
Only the middle-aged woman was left in the store.
Still keeping her eyes closed and cowering behind the cardboard boxes, her hands clasped together while muttering words, she was completely immersed in her own prayer.
Ling Feng had no intention of managing her at all.
The path had already been paved for them; if they could not walk themselves, then they could stay here and fend for themselves.
He strode forward, walking out of the clothing store unhurriedly.
In front of the dark sun-protective glass door of the Convenience Store opposite.
A young woman wearing a clerk uniform and a ponytail was pulling open a crack in the glass door.
Manager Kwon Se-jung poked her upper body out with a nervous face, waving frantically in this direction.
"Hurry in! Make it quick!"
The female student rushed through the door gap first.
The male in the couple also dragged his girlfriend and squeezed inside.
Everything went very smoothly.
Yet precisely at this time.
Another female student wearing the same school uniform who rushed out behind the couple slipped under her feet.
Her high heels directly twisted into the tile crevice of the aisle.
"Ouch!"
The female student fell heavily to the ground, her knees scraping a large patch of skin off against the floor.
Usually pampered, she was hit by the dense smell of blood surrounding her, causing her legs to instantly turn as soft as noodles.
She could not stand up at all.
The commotion here immediately caught the attention of the several monsters devouring the Man in a Suit in the distance.
A monster wearing a security guard uniform raised its head, its face covered in blood.
Bloodshot eyeballs stared fixedly at this female student who had fallen in the middle of the aisle.
"Save me... Save me quickly!"
The female student stretched out her hand toward the Convenience Store door ahead, crying and shouting for help.
Manager Kwon Se-jung stood behind the door, trembling all over. Seeing the monsters about to charge over, she instinctively wanted to close the glass door.
Ling Feng happened to walk to the middle of the aisle.
He looked at the female student whose legs had turned soft and collapsed on the ground, his brow furrowing.
"Aishibal!"
Ling Feng casually spat out a piece of national essence he had just learned in the past few days.
He strode across, without even glancing at the lunging monsters.
Reaching out with his right hand.
He grabbed the back collar of the female student extremely brutally.
He had no intention of bending down to help her up at all.
Just like dragging a dead dog, he directly dragged her along the smooth tiled floor toward the Convenience Store.
The girl's back rubbed against the ground, hurting so much that tears streamed down, yet she did not dare to utter a single word of nonsense.
That blood-covered monster was extremely fast, running wildly with its limbs alternating.
It had already lunged to a position less than two meters behind Ling Feng.
Ling Feng dragged the female student across the door of the Convenience Store.
With a backhand motion, he firmly gripped the stainless steel door handle.
The second before the monster slammed into it.
"Bang!"
The heavy glass blast door was heavily closed by him, along with pulling down the latch.
"Thud!"
The monster outside slammed fiercely into the glass, causing the entire door to vibrate with a buzzing sound.
Pressing against the glass, it opened its mouth full of minced meat and bit wildly.
Pools of sticky blood were left on the blast door, but it was completely unable to break through the door panel.
There was a dead silence inside the Convenience Store.
Only the heavy panting of the crowd remained.
Chapter 85: The Ex-husband Gets Anxious
Ling Feng let go of his hand, allowing the female student to slump onto the floor.
He looked down at her from above.
Earlier in the clothing store, the lighting had been too dim for him to notice.
Now, with the relatively bright light inside the Convenience Store,
Ling Feng recognized the woman he had forcibly dragged in.
She wore exquisite makeup, and her uniform skirt had been altered to be extremely short; even after the fall she just took, she still exuded an air of pampered arrogance.
He then looked at the female student who had rushed in first and was now huddled by the shelves, still clutching her schoolbag.
That quiet girl had visible slap marks and swelling on her face, and she timidly avoided everyone's gaze.
Wasn't this the notorious leader of the school bullying clique from this drama?
And the one huddled by the shelves was the victim they had bullied for years, nearly driving her to jump off a building.
If it hadn't been convenient just now,
Ling Feng wouldn't have even bothered to lift a finger to pull her in.
For trash like her who found joy in tormenting the weak, being left outside to feed the monsters was exactly what she deserved.
But since he had already tossed her in, he didn't feel like opening the door again to kick her out.
Ling Feng casually brushed the dust off his clothes.
He turned around to inspect the Convenience Store.
The space was large, and the shelves were stocked with various instant foods and drinks.
In the corner, besides the few people who had just run in,
there were several other survivors standing there.
Aside from Manager Kwon Se-jung, who had just opened the door to receive them,
there was also a middle-aged man in a dark jacket, tightly clutching a baseball bat.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Feng.
The wariness and defensiveness in their eyes were no better than how they looked at the monsters outside.
After all, this man hadn't just swatted away an Infectedwith a rod;
he had also ruthlessly thrown a living person out to serve as a shield.
In the eyes of these ordinary survivors, he was an absolute and utter danger.
The middle-aged man with the baseball bat swallowed hard and gathered the courage to take a step forward.
"You... who exactly are you? Why did you do that to the person outside?"
The middle-aged man pointed toward the door, his voice carrying a clear tone of interrogation.
Manager Kwon Se-jung also took two steps back, increasing the distance between herself and Ling Feng.
Ling Feng couldn't understand a single word of the gibberish the man was saying.
Nor did he have any inclination to explain himself to this group of NPCs.
He walked straight to the nearby freezer, pulled open the door, and took out a can of chilled cola.
He pulled the tab.
Psst!
The sound of the escaping gas was exceptionally clear in the quiet store.
Ling Feng tilted his head back and took a long gulp.
The cold liquid flowed down his throat, easing some of the heat.
"Say something! What the hell do you want, you lunatic!"
Seeing that Ling Feng was completely ignoring him, the middle-aged man felt his dignity was being slighted.
He gripped the baseball bat tighter and couldn't help but raise his voice, even tapping the bat threateningly against a nearby shelf.
Ling Feng finished the last sip of cola.
He casually crushed the can and threw it accurately into a trash can two meters away.
He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man holding the baseball bat.
He didn't make a move; he just stood there expressionlessly.
Yet, that simple stance
caused an uncontrollable chill to rise inexplicably from the depths of the middle-aged man's heart.
It felt as though his throat was being stared down by a tiger that had just finished its meal.
The non-human image of this black-clad youth throwing an adult man over ten meters away with one hand replayed uncontrollably in his mind.
Clatter.
The middle-aged man's hand shook, and the baseball bat fell directly onto the floor.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he involuntarily took three steps back.
His back slammed hard against a shelf, knocking down a large row of potato chips.
The entire Convenience Store fell back into a dead silence where even a needle drop could be heard.
Even the bullying female student, who was still sobbing quietly on the floor, quickly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound.
The potato chips on the shelf scattered all over the floor. The middle-aged man's breathing became ragged, his hands were covered in sweat, and he didn't dare move an inch while pressed against the shelf.
The two female students huddled in the corner, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Manager Kwon Se-jung stood two steps behind the glass door.
Her gaze swept over Ling Feng's action of throwing away the cola can, then she looked at his face, which carried a hint of arrogance and disdain, and her mind raced.
Based on the commotion from the clothing store and this man's lack of response to the middle-aged man's repeated questions in Korean, the answer was obvious.
Manager Kwon Se-jung tentatively took a step forward.
"Can... you understand... Korean?"
Somewhat stiff and clumsy Chinese, mixed with a heavy accent, rang out in the Convenience Store.
Ling Feng had been checking the knuckles on his hand, but hearing this long-lost mother tongue, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc.
It had indeed been a while since he'd heard that pronunciation; he'd been surrounded by foreigners, and now that he'd entered the South Korea Dungeon, he actually ran into someone who knew a bit of Chinese.
"My Korean is limited to insults." Ling Feng tilted his head to look at her and switched directly to extremely fluent and authentic English. "Since you know foreign languages, perhaps you can communicate with me in English. It would save a lot of trouble."
Manager Kwon Se-jung froze for half a second, clearly not expecting his spoken English to be so authentic.
She immediately replied in English, "My name is Manager Kwon Se-jung. Thank you for saving them."
"It was nothing, don't mention it." Ling Feng leaned naturally against the edge of the checkout counter, crossing his legs in a relaxed posture.
Only now did he truly have the time to look at the woman before him.
Today, Manager Kwon Se-jung was wearing a beige professional suit that accentuated her figure, with a white silk shirt underneath, one button at the collar undone.
Below was a knee-length pencil skirt, and her long, straight legs were in low-heeled shoes.
Her hair was pinned back with a claw clip; even after the panic just now, she still maintained an extremely capable elite demeanor.
Her face was very refined, especially with a tiny mole adorning the left side of her high bridge nose.
This mole gave her originally serious and dignified face an indescribable charm.
Ling Feng's gaze was highly aggressive, scanning her from top to bottom without the slightest concealment.
Manager Kwon Se-jung felt her cheeks burn under such blatant scrutiny.
Before this, no one had ever dared to look at her so brazenly.
Facing this madman who had just ruthlessly thrown someone out as bait, she surprisingly didn't feel much repulsion; instead, amidst her extreme panic, she found a strange sense of security in being overshadowed by his powerful presence.
The strong always have privileges, especially when the outside is crawling with monsters.
"Hey! What are you doing!"
From amidst the pile of fallen potato chips nearby, the middle-aged man finally couldn't take it anymore.
He watched as the two began to communicate smoothly in English, and that dangerous black-clad youth was still staring unscrupulously at Manager Kwon Se-jung.
As Manager Kwon Se-jung's Ex-husband, the anger in his heart flared up instantly.
The middle-aged man gripped the baseball bat on the floor and stood up straight again. Suppressing his dread of Ling Feng, he forced himself to step forward, shielding Manager Kwon Se-jung.
"Se-jung! Are you crazy? Didn't you see what he just did? This man is a complete danger, stay away from him!"
Manager Kwon Se-jung
Chapter 86: What does my strength have to do with you?
The middle-aged man roared at Manager Kwon Se-jung in Korean, spittle flying everywhere.
In fact, he had remarried long ago, but that didn't stop him from harboring a ridiculous sense of possessiveness toward his ex-wife.
Especially given the ruthless demeanor Ling Feng had just displayed in the clothing store, which filled the middle-aged man with hostility. This was definitely a villain who would sell them all out at any moment just to save his own skin.
Hearing her ex-husband's roar, Manager Kwon Se-jung's expression instantly sank.
"Shut up, don't cause trouble!" Manager Kwon Se-junglowered her voice to warn her ex-husband. She knew very well that angering Ling Feng right now definitely wouldn't end well.
Although Ling Feng couldn't understand what the two of them were arguing about in gibberish, it didn't prevent him from reading the situation.
He slowly straightened his body, his gaze passing over Manager Kwon Se-jung's shoulder to cast a sidelong glance at the middle-aged man.
He had absolutely no interest in paying attention to the other party.
"Your man?" Ling Feng looked at Manager Kwon Se-jungand spoke in English.
"Ex-husband." Manager Kwon Se-jung immediately corrected in English, her tone carrying undisguised aloofness. "We got a divorce long ago, and he has a new family."
Hearing this answer, the amusement on Ling Feng's face grew even thicker.
He bypassed the cash register and walked directly up to the middle-aged man.
The distance between the two was less than half a meter.
Ling Feng didn't even need to make any moves; just standing there with his height of nearly 1.9 meters and the terrifying muscle density brought by an explosive force of over two hundred tons,
a massive sense of oppression directly enveloped the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's breathing hitched, and the bit of courage he had just forcefully mustered instantly collapsed. The knuckles of his fingers gripping the baseball bat turned white, and his calves uncontrollably trembled.
"I don't know what you're howling about." Ling Fenglooked at the middle-aged man and spoke slowly in a low voice in English.
The other party couldn't understand at all, but Ling Fengdidn't care in the least.
"If you weren't still a bit useful, you should be outside playing with those monsters right now, just like that guy from earlier."
Ling Feng raised his hand.
Frightened, the middle-aged man shrank his neck abruptly and closed his eyes, thinking he was about to get beaten.
As it turned out, Ling Feng merely patted him lightly on the shoulder.
Just patted him twice, extremely casually.
The middle-aged man only felt a completely irresistible force smash onto his shoulder. His knees went soft, and his entire body uncontrollably staggered backward, his back slamming into the shelf once more.
With a muffled clanging sound.
"Don't get in the way." Ling Feng withdrew his hand and no longer looked at this clown.
Manager Kwon Se-jung hurriedly cast her gaze back toward Ling Feng.
"We can't stay here forever." Manager Kwon Se-jungpointed outside the explosion-proof glass door.
The few monsters out in the hallway had almost finished devouring the Man in a Suit.
The Man in a Suit, who had originally been letting out faint screams, had now completely become a bloody, mutilated corpse.
One of the monsters wearing security uniform turned its head, its mouth covered in blood, and began slamming its head against the glass door of the Convenience Storeanew.
Bang, bang.
Accompanied by the slight vibration of the glass door, sticky blood flowed down the transparent door panel.
With every dull impact, a large patch of sticky, foul-smelling blood was left on the explosion-proof glass.
The atmosphere inside the Convenience Store was stifling to the extreme.
The middle-aged man pressed against the shelf, not daring to even breathe heavily.
Right at this moment.
At the very back of the Convenience Store, the wooden door with the employee breakroom sign was pushed open from the inside.
Creak.
This commotion startled everyone in the shop, whose nerves were already tightly strung, and they all turned their heads to look.
A young man wearing a dark blue security uniform walked out.
He was carrying a heavy baton in his hand.
On a cart behind him sat a haggard-looking woman.
The woman had her legs covered with a thin blanket, sitting in a wheelchair with her brows tightly knitted together.
Ling Feng was still pinching the flattened cola can in his hand.
Hearing the commotion, he turned around, his gaze locking directly onto the two people who had walked out.
Security uniform.
Wheelchair.
The characteristics matched completely.
This was the mission target given by the system, Choi Hyun-seok, and his elder sister Choi Hyun-hee.
"We can go to the surveillance room."
Choi Hyun-seok gripped the baton in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the group of panic-stricken survivors in the shop, finally resting on Ling Feng.
Just now, through the crack in the breakroom door, he had seen very clearly.
This man in black had thrown an adult man flying over a dozen meters away with a single hand.
This terrifying strength was definitely the most powerful assistance in such a desperate situation.
Manager Kwon Se-jung was very tactful. She immediately approached Ling Feng's side and lowered her voice to act as a translator.
"He said we can go to the surveillance room."
Ling Feng casually threw away the empty can in his hand, accurately hitting the trash can two meters away.
"Ask him if he knows the way, preferably one that can avoid those ghosts outside." Ling Feng replied in English.
Manager Kwon Se-jung hurriedly turned her head and quickly repeated it in Korean to Choi Hyun-seok.
Hearing Manager Kwon Se-jung's words, Choi Hyun-seoktightened his grip on the baton and nodded without any hesitation.
"I know!"
Choi Hyun-seok said with a very confident tone, "I've worked in this building for several months, and I'm very familiar with every passageway."
"Inside, there is a backup fire maintenance passage that leads directly to the security surveillance center above."
"Nobody ever walks that path normally. Only a few of us on-duty security guards know the door lock password, so those monsters definitely can't get in."
Manager Kwon Se-jung faithfully translated Choi Hyun-seok's words to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng nodded in satisfaction.
This security guard not only had combat power that could be considered capable among ordinary people, but his mind was also very clear.
Going to the surveillance room was currently the optimal choice.
As long as they retrieved the surveillance footage of the entire building, finding that perverted Doctor who created the source of contamination would be an absolute breeze.
It saved them the trouble of searching floor by floor.
"Then lead the way." Ling Feng stretched his neck.
As soon as Ling Feng finished saying this,
a man who had been squatting in the corner of the cash register suddenly stood up.
This man was wearing a gray jacket. Ever since entering the door, he had been cowering there, lowering his head and frantically operating his phone, with an extremely low presence.
But now, he raised his head.
The jacket-wearing man walked quickly to the center of the crowd and flashed his phone screen in front of everyone.
"We can't just run away like this; we must find the first Infected!"
The man's voice was loud, carrying a natural tone of command.
Everyone was completely stunned.
The jacketed man pulled out the identification card from his waist and waved it in mid-air.
"I am police."
"Internal intelligence from superiors received just moments ago."
"This disaster is not an ordinary riot; this is an outbreak of a new type of source of contamination!"
police rapidly flipped through the information on the phone screen.
"We only need to eliminate the source that was Infectedfirst."
"As long as that source dies, these monsters biting people everywhere outside will completely lose their mobility!"
As soon as these words came out,
the entire Convenience Store instantly exploded into a din.
That young couple looked like they had grabbed a straw of life, their eyes instantly lighting up.
"Really? As long as we kill one, can we all survive?"
Even the bullying girl sitting limply on the ground stopped sobbing, looking at police with full of hope.
police put away the identification, ignoring the excitement of the others.
He directly ignored Choi Hyun-seok next to him holding a baton.
His gaze crossed over the crowd, staring straight at Ling Feng standing at the very front.
The situation outside the clothing store just now, he had seen crystal clear from behind the glass door.
This Long Country man's martial arts skills were ridiculously good.
"You need to assist me."
Chapter 87: Trying to use moral blackmail? You're courting death.
police pointed at Ling Feng, and its tone was filled with a sense of entitlement.
"With your martial prowess, plus the service pistol in my hand."
"If we cooperate to find that first Infected and kill it, that's the most important thing we should do right now."
police spoke loudly in Korean, its eyes full of scrutiny and arrogance.
Manager Kwon Se-jung stood to the side, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and translated police's meaning word-for-word into English.
After listening to the translation, Ling Feng almost laughed out loud.
He wondered if this bunch of people had something wrong with their brains.
First there was that over-ambitious Ex-husband, and now another police had popped up, starting to issue orders based on a few crappy text messages.
Find the source? Kill the source?
This was indeed Ling Feng's original plan.
But this didn't mean he was going to listen to the dispatch of an ordinary NPC.
"What are you laughing at?" police looked at the arc of Ling Feng's mouth and frowned.
"Tell it."
Ling Feng didn't even spare police a direct glance, only turning his head to look at Manager Kwon Se-jung.
"Don't speak to me in that commanding tone."
"If it feels that its intelligence is very useful, it can take the gun and find the source itself."
"I am not its subordinate, nor do I have the obligation to be its hired thug."
Manager Kwon Se-jung was stunned for a moment, then conveyed it in Korean without hesitation.
police's expression instantly sank.
"What kind of attitude is that! This is a major event concerning whether everyone can survive!"
police grew anxious, taking a step forward, its hand resting directly on the holster at its waist.
"Since you have that ability, why don't you step forward?"
"The monsters outside are getting more and more numerous. If we don't quickly resolve the source, when they rush in, all of us will die here!"
police attempted to use righteousness to morally kidnap Ling Feng.
The middle-aged man next to it chimed in, as if finding a backbone.
"Exactly! Comrade police is right! You are so good at fighting, go kill the source and everyone will be safe, why won't you go?"
"Don't think that just because you have great strength you can stand by and watch people die!"
Ex-husband hid behind and to the side of police, shouting with borrowed authority.
Ling Feng sighed.
He took a step forward.
Just this one step.
The terrifying pressure brought by that explosive force of over two hundred tons rushed directly towards them.
police instantly felt its breathing stall, its hand resting on the holster unconsciously loosening, and cold sweat broke out straight down its back.
"I'll say this one last time."
Ling Feng looked at it, his tone extremely flat.
"When I do things, I only look at my mood."
"Whoever I want to kill, I will go do it myself."
"But if you dare point your finger at me again, or shout at me—"
Ling Feng paused slightly, an extreme danger revealing itself in the depths of his eyes.
"I'll twist your hand off and shove it into your mouth along with your gun."
Manager Kwon Se-jung translated it word for word beside them.
The voice echoed inside the Convenience Store, appearing extremely oppressive.
police completely shut up.
It could feel that the man in front of it was definitely not joking.
The ferocity emanating from the bones was much more terrifying than those twisted monsters outside.
It couldn't even summon up the courage to draw its gun.
Choi Hyun-seok watched this scene from the side, secretly startled in his heart.
However, what he cared about most right now was how to save his older sister's life.
"Then how do we leave now?"
Choi Hyun-seok actively broke the stalemate and looked at Ling Feng.
He finally understood that the only one here who could truly make final decisions and lead everyone to survive was the man in black before him.
"Take that staff fire escape you mentioned."
Ling Feng raised his chin at Choi Hyun-seok.
"Go to the monitoring center first to open up the field of vision. I need to know the situation in every corner of this building."
Ling Feng didn't want to crash around everywhere like a headless fly.
With surveillance available, only a fool would search layer by layer.
"Okay, the entrance to the passage is in the warehouse behind the Convenience Store."
Choi Hyun-seok immediately replied, turned around to go behind the wheelchair, and tightly gripped the handles with both hands.
"Older sister, hold onto me tightly."
Choi Hyun-hee sat in the wheelchair, nervously clutching the blanket on her legs, and nodded heavily.
"There's a warehouse in the back?"
Manager Kwon Se-jung was stunned for a moment. Having worked in this store for several months, she didn't even know about this.
"Behind the shelves of the Cold Storage, there is a hidden iron door, which is usually only opened when delivering large goods."
Choi Hyun-seok explained briefly, pushing the wheelchair deep into the Convenience Store.
Ling Feng walked behind unhurriedly with his hands in his pockets.
Manager Kwon Se-jung gritted her teeth and quickly stepped up to follow.
She knew very well that she had to closely follow the strongest person at this time.
Seeing that Ling Feng and the security guard were about to leave.
The remaining people panicked instantly.
"Wait! We're going with you!"
The young couple hurriedly crawled up from the ground, grabbing each other's hands and following behind.
The short-haired bullied girl huddled next to the cash register also hugged her schoolbag tightly, lowering her head and following closely without a word.
The bullying girl paralyzed on the ground saw this, no longer caring about the abrasions on her legs, and scrambled up clumsily.
"Don't leave me behind!" she shouted with a crying tone, running forward limping.
In the end, only police and Ex-husband were left.
The two looked at each other, watching the monsters still continuously hitting the glass door outside, feeling their hearts bristle with fear.
Staying here was waiting for death.
police gritted its teeth, hand pressing against the holster, biting the bullet and following at the very end of the queue.
The warehouse space behind the Convenience Store was extremely cramped.
Everywhere was piled with cardboard boxes and unopened mineral Water.
Choi Hyun-seok pushed the wheelchair, skillfully bypassing several large freezers.
Behind a row of shelves piled with sundries.
A rusty grey iron door appeared before everyone's eyes.
An electronic code lock was installed next to the iron door, its red light blinking.
Choi Hyun-seok parked the wheelchair to the side and walked forward in big strides.
He lifted the cover of the code lock and skillfully pressed several numbers on the keypad.
Two crisp beeps sounded.
The door lock unlocked in response.
Choi Hyun-seok grasped the door handle and pressed down hard.
Click.
The thick iron door was pulled open a crack.
A damp underground smell several times thicker than the corridor outside rushed over their faces.
Behind the door was a pitch-black passage with no lights at all, concrete steps extending all the way up like a giant beast with its mouth wide open.
"This is the maintenance passage, leading directly to the security center on the seventh floor."
Choi Hyun-seok turned to look at Ling Feng.
Ling Feng didn't hesitate, walked directly over, and pulled the iron door completely open in one go.
"You lead the way."
Ling Feng motioned for Choi Hyun-seok to walk in front.
Choi Hyun-seok nodded, drew a tactical flashlight from his waist, and turned it on.
The bright beam of light pierced through the darkness in the passage.
He pushed the wheelchair and entered the passage first.
Ling Feng followed closely behind.
The others scrambled to squeeze inside, afraid of falling behind by half a step and being left behind.
Ex-husband even pushed the bullying girl hard, squeezing into the door a step ahead.
"Shut your mouths, and try not to make any noise."
Before entering the door, Ling Feng reminded the chaotic crowd behind him.
Manager Kwon Se-jung immediately turned around and translated these words into Korean.
Everyone quieted down instantly, even deliberately suppressing their breathing.
As the last person came in.
police at the end of the queue turned its hand to completely close the iron door.
At the very moment when the iron door was about to close.
The Spider-Sense in Ling Feng's mind suddenly beat wildly like it was being pricked by needles.
An extremely dangerous signal erupted from deep within the warehouse outside the door.
The speed was astonishingly fast, heading straight for the door!
"Get out of the way!"
Ling Feng turned sharply and shouted loudly at police, which was closing the door.
Chapter 88 Respect Others' Fates, Ex-husband Mutates!
The moment Ling Feng shouted out, the police walking at the very end didn't react at all.
From the dark warehouse outside, extremely dense footsteps and sticky friction sounds echoed.
Bang!
An extremely violent impact slammed fiercely against the iron door that was about to close.
The door gap, which was originally only a few centimeters away from being locked, was forcibly rammed open.
A dozen or so Infected covered in dark brown mucus piled together, squeezing into the door gap like rabid dogs.
One monster rushing at the very front had already thrust half its body in, opening its large mouth filled with jagged broken teeth, and bit directly at the police's face.
A stench rushed forward. The police was so frightened that his legs went weak, dropping heavily onto the concrete steps, and his service pistol was directly thrown away, rendering him unable to even scream.
The hinges of the iron door made a harsh metal twisting sound, and it looked like it was about to be completely smashed open.
Ling Feng stood below the steps, not retreating a single step.
He turned his head, his gaze falling beside the iron door. Standing there was a row of heavy Cold Storage shelves over three meters tall, piled with boxes of mineral Water and sundries. This thing, along with the supplies on it, weighed at least several hundred catties.
Ling Feng reached out his right hand and grabbed the thick metal support of the shelf with one hand.
His five fingers closed. A terrifying explosive force of over two hundred tons exploded in his right arm.
Without borrowing any leverage principle, nor any strained pre-swing action, Ling Feng purely relied on extremely tyrannical muscle strength to directly pull down this row of heavy shelves right in place.
Clang!
The huge shelf collapsed with a crash, slamming heavily sideways onto the half-open iron door.
Hundreds of bottles of mineral Water along with the iron shelves smashed down head-on, forcefully smashing the monsters squeezed in the door gap back and completely blocking the heavy door.
A few muffled sounds of bone breaking came from outside, and the monsters' roars were suppressed beneath the heavy objects.
"Run."
Ling Feng walked over and kicked the dazed police in the leg.
The police snapped out of it, scrambled to pick up the gun on the ground, and sprinted frantically toward the top of the steps on all fours.
Choi Hyun-seok was at the very front holding a tactical flashlight, pushing the wheelchair and moving as if flying across flat ground on the steep maintenance steps.
At this life-and-death moment, adrenaline skyrocketed, and everyone was climbing upward for their lives.
Manager Kwon Se-jung closely followed behind the wheelchair.
That young couple ran in the middle holding hands. The short-haired bullied girl unexpectedly ran extremely fast, clutching the schoolbag in her arms tightly and rushing upward without looking back.
Only at the very back of the team were the bullied girl who had been injured earlier and the Ex-husband.
The bullied girl was wearing inappropriate high heels to begin with and had already sprained her foot on the tile floor outside the Convenience Store earlier. Now climbing such dusty concrete steps with an extreme tilt angle, she couldn't exert any strength at all.
Ah!
A scream echoed through the passageway.
The bullied girl's high heel directly got stuck in the iron groove at the edge of the step.
The crisp sound of a fractured ankle rang out, and she lost her balance, lunging forward, rolling down the steps twice, and happened to smash into the Ex-husband's calves.
The Ex-husband was already running out of breath, and being hit so fiercely, he almost rolled down together with her.
The sound of the shelves being pushed away came from below. The strength of those Infected was extremely great, and coupled with their large numbers, that row of heavy shelves blocking the door had already been pushed open by a crack.
The sound of mucus dripping onto the concrete ground became particularly clear in the darkness.
The bullied girl was in so much pain that her face was covered in snot and tears, and her hands tightly hugged the Ex-husband's suit trouser legs.
"Mister, save me! I beg you, pull me up!"
The Ex-husband turned back to glance at the iron door with its gap pushed open, and then lowered his head to look at the pitiful bullied girl on the ground.
This woman was pretty and had a good figure. Pulling her up conveniently now could not only demonstrate his courage, but once they reached a safe place, something might even happen.
In this oppressive doomsday atmosphere, the Ex-husbandhad a brain glitch and actually stopped his steps.
"Quickly stand up! I'll carry you up!" The Ex-husband bent down, grabbed the bullied girl's arms with both hands, and tried to drag her up.
Ling Feng happened to walk to the landing at the corner. He scanned below from a condescending height.
Captured by his super vision, the scene below was extremely clear. Several monsters covered in mucus were on all fours, their speed more than doubling compared to those monsters outside earlier that only knew how to wander around sluggishly.
They had completely pushed open the shelves and were darting straight up the steps.
Wanting to be a hero?
Ling Feng's mouth twitched.
Without any pause, he turned around and continued walking upward. Since the other party chose to display their noble style at this time, he had to respect others' choices.
You cannot save someone who is hell-bent on courting death.
Just as the Ex-husband had dragged the bullied girl halfway up, the faint light refracted by the flashlight swept across a spot less than five meters below.
Three pale faces were tilted upward, their limbs alternating frantically on the steps, their opened mouths filled with sticky threads.
That pair of pitch-black eyeballs locked onto him dead.
The Ex-husband's scalp exploded on the spot.
All improper thoughts and bravado vanished into thin air at this moment.
"Get lost!" He raised his foot without hesitation and kicked the bullied girl fiercely in the stomach, wanting to kick her down to serve as a human shield for himself and buy time.
The bullied girl clutched her stomach and fell backward screaming.
The Ex-husband turned around and wanted to sprint upward.
But everything was too late.
A monster with a high degree of mutation suddenly leaped up, like a pouncing beast, and directly pounced onto the Ex-husband's right ankle.
The sharp nails at the ends of its five fingers pierced through his suit trousers on the spot, digging fiercely into his flesh.
"Ahhhhh!" The Ex-husband lost his balance and slammed face-down heavily onto the concrete steps. His front teeth were smashed directly.
He kicked his left leg desperately, trying to kick away the monster on his ankle.
But another monster had already leaped over him and pounced onto the bullied girl.
Without any tearing, it bit off her neck in one go, and the fresh blood from the carotid artery instantly sprayed all over the steps.
The remaining monsters swarmed forward.
The Ex-husband's hands clutched desperately at the edge of the concrete steps, his nails completely curling up and breaking.
An excruciating pain of being forcibly torn apart came from his lower body. Those monsters ripped open his skin and flesh, and began to swallow in big mouthfuls.
The shrill screams echoed in the enclosed maintenance passageway. Hearing this commotion, the people running ahead all turned White, and their steps didn't dare to hesitate even a bit.
The chewing sound lasted for less than half a minute.
Just as Ling Feng was about to reach the seventh-floor security door, the Ex-husband's screams below abruptly stopped.
Replacing it was a teeth-aching sound of skeletal twisting.
The toxin of this pollution source was extremely overbearing. Once Infected and killed, it could completely take over the corpse's central nervous system in a very short time.
Ling Feng stopped at the top of the steps and glanced downward.
The corpses of the Ex-husband and the bullied girl did not fall down.
The limbs of the two were broken backward at an inhumanly eerie angle, and their waists were almost folded in half.
Dark brown mucus oozed extensively all over their bodies, and flesh buds actually began to rapidly grow out from the wounds where they had been bitten.
"Click, click... click..."
The Ex-husband's mutated head jerked upward.
The original whites of his eyes completely disappeared, turning into pure pitch black.
He stared at Ling Feng at the very top of the steps, emitting a sharp and harsh strange howl.
Using his hands and feet together, he charged upwards at a speed several points faster than those monsters from before.
"Ling Feng! Hurry in!" Manager Kwon Se-jung shouted from behind the door, and Choi Hyun-seok had already unlocked the iron door of the security center with a password.