This marks Jiang Yue's return to action after a long time.
Many of the Misses in the team were seeing her for the first time. They had previously speculated privately whether Jiang Yue had ever killed zombies.
Even the earliest members might have forgotten that Jiang Yue had also killed zombies, and at that time, she was the most decisive one.
The claws of a third-order zombie are no weaker than high-tech weapons. Even for Misses of the same rank, it would take time to deal with two against one.
But in front of Jiang Yue, it was all just for show.
With a flash of her blade, three zombies that breached the defenses had their heads cut off. Then, with lightning speed, she intercepted the fourth one.
All the Misses stared in astonishment at the scene.
On the other side, five zombies also broke in.
A figure flashed, and Xiao Jun appeared before them.
With no flashy moves, just simple hacking, in less than ten seconds, all five third-order zombies were killed.
"Not good."
On the other side, Jiang Yue confronted the fourth zombie. With her current strength and speed, a third-order zombie should have been completely unable to evade.
But the reality was different.
The zombie suddenly accelerated, dodging the fatal blow, and under the light, it even seemed to leave afterimages.
Caught off guard, Jiang Yue's right arm suffered a heavy blow, and her body flew sideways.
This was a fourth-order zombie.
After knocking Jiang Yue away, it didn't pursue but began slaughtering the Misses.
Even if someone tried to resist, they couldn't keep up with its speed. Even if they managed to block, their strength was completely outclassed.
Dozens of Misses were instantly killed.
"Captain."
At a critical moment, Xiao Jun teleported again.
The fourth-order zombie instinctively felt something was wrong and tried to dodge.
"Too late."
Xiao Jun's voice came from behind it.
With an angry strike, the fourth-order zombie died.
If you don't stay behind the zombie horde honestly, you'll die if you dare to show yourself.
"Jun-ge."
On the other side, Jiang Yue fell to the ground, and no one dared to approach.
In theory, if someone was attacked by a zombie, they should be immediately killed to prevent further harm.
But this was Jiang Yue; who dared to act?
Fortunately, they didn't act rashly. Jiang Yue was wearing advanced combat armor, and the zombie's attack on her arm wouldn't cause any injury.
With the death of the fourth-order zombie, Xiao Jun's unease disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then went upstairs directly carrying Jiang Yue.
Jiang Wei was already waiting at the door.
"It's not a big deal, just a broken arm and unconsciousness from a severe impact."
After observing for a while, Jiang Wei concluded.
"I'll fix her arm first."
Knowing that Jiang Yue was fine, Xiao Jun also relaxed.
Downstairs, the zombie attack was nearing its end. With the powerful output from the two flame Misses, the efficiency of killing zombies had also improved a lot.
And the other third-order zombies that broke in were also killed by the Misses.
After stabilizing the situation, leaving Wan Qianya and Li Jingyin to handle the aftermath, Wan Qianya and Li Jingyin hurried to the second floor, only feeling relieved when they knew Jiang Yue was safe.
Except for Xiao Jun's side.
The other three areas were already littered with corpses.
Among them, Future City had the most.
Although they had many experts, the large population attracted the most zombies.
Two fourth-order zombies remained hidden until the end before striking, nearly causing the collapse of Future City's defense line.
In the end, Chen Gang single-handedly used two fire dragons, each two meters long, to burn the two fourth-order zombies to death.
The Bloody Clothes Gang also encountered a fourth-order zombie.
But before this zombie could do anything, it was swiftly beheaded by someone in white clothes, not even aware of how they were discovered.
The most tragic was undoubtedly the Lone Wolf Group.
Lone Wolf indeed had fourth-order strength, but he was only evenly matched with that fourth-order zombie, not to mention the dozen or so third-order zombies surrounding him.
If it weren't for him making some money selling cigarettes these days, boosting his strength a bit, ultimately paying the price of seven third-order subordinates to kill this one fourth-order zombie.
As for his tens of thousands of followers, at least half of them were casualties, not to mention those freelancers following him.
After this battle, the Lone Wolf Group not only vomited up all the money they earned in the past two days but also greatly weakened their strength.
It's unknown if the Lone Wolf Group will still exist after this seven-day period ends.
...
Five in the morning.
Xiao Jun hadn't slept yet.
The sudden appearance of the third round of zombie rain caught him off guard, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
If this continues for seven days, how many people will be left in his team?
Strength must be improved as soon as possible.
Without enough high-level mutant crystals, Xiao Jun himself couldn't improve anymore. Now, he had to enhance the overall strength.
Just as he was thinking, Yunyun walked up with weary steps.
"Jun, you're not asleep yet?"
Seeing Xiao Jun smoking in the living room, Yunyun hurriedly called out.
"How was the harvest?"
Xiao Jun didn't answer but asked another question.
"6321 first-order mutant crystals, 1147 second-order mutant crystals, 6 third-order mutant crystals."
Yunyun quickly reported a number.
Although there were losses, the harvest was still huge.
"Our second-order mutant crystals are enough to elevate two more people, right?"
"More than enough, we had 943 before."
Xiao Jun nodded, feeling much relieved knowing he could promote two more fourth-order mutants.
Today, Jiang Yue was knocked away, not because she was inferior to that fourth-order zombie, but simply because she was deceived.
Fourth-order and above zombies were not only terrifying in strength but also in intelligence.
Under the cover of night and the zombie army's concealment, it could appear at any time, giving you an unexpected surprise.
"Yunyun, go sleep in my room."
After a moment of thought, Xiao Jun found Yunyun still standing there and casually pointed to his bedroom door.
[What? Sister Yue got hurt, and Jun is being promiscuous now?]
[No, no, no! What promiscuous, I'm obviously also a beautiful woman.]
[No, Jun is now thinking of sleeping with me, Yunyun, what are you still thinking about?]
The little girl panicked.
A big hand had already reached out above her head, and a crisp sound of a bursting brain echoed.
"Yueyue is injured, sleeping in the room where you used to sleep, you go sleep with Qianya."
Xiao Jun looked at her impatiently. This girl, not tall, but thinking quite a lot.
"Oh, thank you, Jun ge, what about you?"
"Go to sleep, you've been tired all night, I still have things to do later."
After the little girl entered the room, Xiao Jun came to Jiang Yue's bedside and silently watched her sleeping.
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.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
