The zombies' attack indeed became stronger, but their defense remained unchanged. In front of the rampaging steel rods, they were still vulnerable; their heads cracked and collapsed when hit, and their arms got deformed and broken.
Zhang Su, alone, carved out a vacuum area in front of him, where zombies lay in all sorts of poses sprawled across the ground!
He glanced at the back of the zombie horde and instantly estimated that there were about one hundred and eighty left, letting out a huge sigh of relief...
He didn't recklessly speed up his killing rate, instead, he started rescuing others. Although he could cut through the battlefield alone, if someone got bitten it would be counterproductive. It's better to rush to rescue those in danger, alleviating the immense pressure on everyone.
"Kill you, kill you, kill you..."
