The Broken World

Seeing the upgraded Wang Zhan, Xiao Fan was immediately in a good mood.

The Red Alert System was really powerful. It was known that Red Alert units could upgrade to three stars at most. How powerful must the soldiers be by then!

"Good, now I order you to immediately clear all the zombies in the corridor!"

"I guarantee the mission will be completed!"

Wang Zhan walked out directly from behind the nurses' station counter and started shooting at the zombies one by one.

Before, Wang Zhan's marksmanship was just a little better than ordinary people's. Now he was already a qualified soldier, hitting eight out of ten shots within thirty meters.

Seeing the zombies fall down one by one, Xiao Fan was finally relieved. He also walked out from the nurse's station and started collecting spoils of war.

The nurses on this floor didn't seem to earn little. Almost all of them had jewelry.

What's more, two middle-aged female zombies gave Xiao Fan a big harvest.

One of them wore a pendant full of green jadeite, which directly gave Xiao Fan 200 gold!

The other one also had a big diamond ring, a platinum necklace, etc., collecting more than 100 gold.

Just over a dozen zombies in front of the nurse's station yielded 350 gold!

There was hope to build a power plant!

However, Xiao Fan didn't keep all of these funds. He saw that although Wang Zhan was upgraded to one star, he still had to use hit-and-run tactics against the zombies. There were still dozens of wards and a conference room on this floor that he might not be able to clear alone.

Xiao Fan directly took out 300 funds to produce three riflemen again!

Three minutes later, the three riflemen walked out of the nurse's station one by one.

"Rifleman Li Long, reporting to the Commander!"

"Rifleman Zhang Chao, reporting to the Commander!"

"Rifleman Liu DaHua, reporting to the Commander!"

Looking at the three fully armed soldiers, Xiao Fan was very satisfied. He also had some power initially.

"You three, start clearing out the zombies. Wang Zhan, come back to protect me."

Wang Zhan had been upgraded to one star. Xiao Fan looked at his upgrade progress bar. It took killing 30 zombies to upgrade from no star to one star, and 100 zombies from one star to two stars.

Wang Zhan wouldn't be able to upgrade for a while. It would be better to let the other riflemen upgrade as much as possible to maximize their fighting power.

The three riflemen immediately took over from Wang Zhan. With the three cooperating, there wouldn't be much danger unless more than ten zombies suddenly appeared at close range.

Xiao Fan took Wang Zhan to start collecting resources.

Wang Zhan had been doing these things. Annie advised Xiao Fan not to get involved, because he was the core of the entire Red Alert System and zombie bodies were toxic. He needed to stay away from danger as much as possible.

The subsequent zombie clearance went very smoothly. There weren't many zombies on this floor. The three riflemen cleared most of them in an hour, leaving only the last dozen wards and a conference room.

The door of this conference room was locked. When the outbreak happened, there must have been a meeting going on inside. The outbreak wiped them all out, resulting in hundreds of zombies inside.

While clearing the outside, zombies kept banging on the door inside, but the door was very sturdy and they couldn't get out for now.

Xiao Fan didn't forcibly attack the conference room for now. The soldiers were a little tired now, and they had used up most of their ammunition. He planned to wait until the ammunition refreshed tomorrow.

The three new riflemen's upgrades were about two-thirds done. Each kept only five bullets and brought the spoils of war back to Xiao Fan.

Converting all the gold and silver jewelry, Xiao Fan's funds reached 540!

He needed 260 more to build the power plant. Killing some more female zombies tomorrow should be enough.

After working hard for a few hours, Xiao Fan was ready to rest.

With the four riflemen, he went to rest in a relatively clean ward.

It was one o'clock in the morning now. Outside was pitch black. Standing by the window on the seventh floor, he could vaguely see dots of light in the city.

Compared to the past prosperity, the lights in the city were much sparser. He could occasionally hear sounds from outside.

There were faint screams in the night, which should be people trying to escape the city under the cover of darkness.

Through the brief contact with the zombies, Xiao Fan also realized that zombies had night vision while humans didn't.

Night was the zombies' home field. People trying to escape would become food for the zombies instead.

But Xiao Fan didn't care too much about that. He was thinking of his hometown, wanting to gain the ability to leave the city and find his father and sister as soon as possible.

The four riflemen split into two groups, two per group, taking turns keeping watch while the other two quickly got into their sleeping bags to rest.

Red Alert units could fall asleep almost immediately and didn't snore.

Looking at the soldiers around him fully armed and loyally protecting him, Xiao Fan felt at ease and soon fell asleep too.

He slept very soundly. When Xiao Fan woke up, it was already noon the next day!

As soon as he woke up, there were some compressed biscuits and canned meat next to him, saved bit by bit for him by the four soldiers.

Xiao Fan glanced at them, "You've run out of food too, right?"

"Yes Commander. But we can still hold on. We just can't do it for too long, or we'll be affected by hunger."

Xiao Fan nodded. He was also starving, so he ate the food first to barely regain some strength.

Getting up from the bed, he looked out the window.

This was the seventh floor. From the window he could see the street below for the first time since the disaster.

He couldn't help but gasp!

The prosperous street below had become an apocalyptic scene!

The wide street was completely jammed with all kinds of cars, bumper to bumper, completely motionless, extending as far as he could see.

Some cars had veered onto the sidewalks and overturned, some had crashed into roadside shops, and some had even exploded, leaving only a charred pile of scrap metal.

That must have happened when too many people tried to flee the city during the outbreak, completely gridlocking the streets. Most of them ended up trapped here forever.

Some shop signs had fallen off, fire hydrants on the street had been hit and were spewing water.

Scraps of newspaper blew around in the wind.

If you looked closely, countless dark bloodstains and even white bones could be seen on the ground and cars.

Wandering figures could be seen among the abandoned vehicles.

They might have been office workers, students, sanitation workers, or urban white-collars.

But no matter who they were before, now they only had one identity - zombies.

Even more shocking, many tall buildings in the distance had collapsed, as if hit by something, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in the air. Black smoke billowed up from the city.

This level of destruction was obviously no longer caused by zombies. What on earth happened to this world?

Watching the shocking scene before him, Xiao Fan's emotions surged.

Could this ruined world...still be saved?

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