The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 153, 199, 200: Do you all want to have my child?
Swish!
A flash of light, and a head flew off.

With a single slash, Wu Yacha severed the heads of two school worker zombies that were lunging at him with bared teeth and claws, and charged into the club activity building.

Wu Jialouluo and Li Xingzhou followed, closed the door again, and moved sofas, tables, chairs and other items to block the door from behind.

After blocking the main entrance, the three began searching each floor and killed several zombies that had turned into staff members, and the entire building became completely quiet.

Back in the lobby on the first floor, Wu Yacha went to several vending machines on one side of the lobby and was about to put coins in when Garuda slammed a whip kick into the machine, smashing the cabinet door open.

"Mom, you're too old-fashioned. It's the end of the world now, there's no need to insert coins to buy things anymore."

Garuda picked up a can of mocha coffee and shrugged at Wu Yacha.

"You kid..."

Wu Yacha shook his head helplessly and asked Li Xingzhou with a smile, "What would Li Ang like to drink?"

"A mocha, please. Thank you."

Wu Yacha handed Li Xingzhou a can of mocha coffee, while she herself took a can of orange juice and sipped it.

Garuda downed the entire can of coffee in one gulp, dragged over a chair, straddled it backwards, placed his hands on the back of the chair, and looked at Li Xingzhou, saying:
"I could tell from the moment I met you that you don't seem to be afraid of zombies at all. So, are you a martial artist too?"

Li Xingzhou said with a smile, "I guess so."

Garuda curled his lip. "It is or it isn't. What do you mean by 'consider it'?"

Li Xingzhou said, "I know kung fu, but I am not a pure martial artist."

So you're just an amateur?

Wu Jialouluo looked disappointed and pouted, saying:

"Then where does this inexplicable calmness and composure come from? Who gives you the confidence to remain completely unfazed when facing zombies?"

"Garuda, you are extremely rude!"

Wu Yacha scolded her daughter with a stern face, then smiled apologetically at Li Xingzhou and said softly:
"My daughter is a bit spoiled. I hope you can forgive her for her rudeness, Li Ang."

Li Xingzhou chuckled, "It's nothing, little sister Garuda is just being straightforward."

He paused, then asked curiously, "Excuse my intrusion, but may I ask your age, madam?"

"Oh dear, Li Ang, that's a rather presumptuous question for a woman," Wu Yacha said coquettishly, but still answered, "I'm thirty-four years old this year. I gave birth to Garuda when I was eighteen."

"Madam is already thirty-four years old?" Li Xingzhou feigned surprise. "I thought you were only twenty-five or twenty-six at most. After all, you look so young, at most ten years older than little sister Garuda..."

Wu Yacha cupped her face in her slender hands, a blush rising to her cheeks, and said shyly:
"Li Ang, you really are... good at making this old woman happy."

"Madam, you flatter me. Thirty-four is the age when a woman is at her most mature, and besides, you are still so young and beautiful."

"Oh, Li Ang, what you said...it makes me feel embarrassed..."

Wu Jialouluo rolled his eyes, made a "can't stand it" expression, and interrupted the two of them, "Hey, that's enough! You guys should know your limits when you're flirting! It's the end of the world now, so be serious and have a proper discussion about the apocalypse!"

"end?"

Li Xingzhou blinked, as if suddenly snapping out of his daze, his face hardening as he solemnly said:
"That's right. Now that it's the end of the world, civilization has collapsed, and order no longer exists, it's time to have a serious discussion about the apocalypse. Hmm, let's start by talking about the characteristics of zombies. From my observation, zombies don't seem to have very good eyesight."

“That’s right.” Wu Yacha smiled and said, “Zombies can’t see things more than ten meters away, but their hearing seems to be very sharp. The slightest noise can attract their attention. In addition, their sense of smell is more acute than that of normal people, and they are especially sensitive to the smell of blood.”

Li Xingzhou said, "Zombies move relatively slowly, only equivalent to a normal person walking at a long stride. They are also somewhat clumsy when turning. But they are very strong. Perhaps because they have become walking corpses that are not afraid of injury or death, they have deactivated the body's self-protection mechanism and can exert strength far beyond that of ordinary people. In a head-on confrontation, ordinary people are no match for them."

Wu Yacha nodded slightly. "Yes, each zombie can exert at least 70 to 80% more power than it did in life. Fortunately, they are slow and clumsy, otherwise human civilization would probably have been completely wiped out."

Wu Jialouluo said:

"If the zombie mutation is a global outbreak, then human civilization is practically extinct now. After all, the vast majority of ordinary people don't have the power to fight against these zombies. The key point is that, judging from the scale of the zombie mutation outbreak, the virus has probably been lurking in everyone's body for a long time. In that case, we can't even count on the military."

Hearing this, Wu Yacha fell silent, a look of sadness appearing on his face.

If the virus had already spread and lurked throughout the world before breaking out simultaneously, then the armies of various countries would certainly have been mostly mutated into zombies in the first instance.

The remaining small number of unmutated soldiers, caught off guard, will be devoured or infected by their comrades who rush in from all directions. The few surviving soldiers can only protect themselves at best, and it will be impossible for them to organize a large force for a counterattack.

"Speaking of which, how many martial artists like you are there in Japan?"

Li Xingzhou asked curiously:
"Besides martial artists, are there other power systems, such as superpowers, ninjutsu, Yin-Yang techniques, etc.? As you know, I am a foreigner and have only been in Japan for a short time, so I don't know much about these things."

Garuda Path:

"There are indeed many martial artists. Among them are martial artists like our Wu family who purely train their physical bodies, as well as martial artists who cultivate both internal and external aspects and train their 'qi'. For example, the Sakazaki family of 'Kyokugenryu Karate' can emit qi blasts to injure enemies from a distance. However, their qi blasts are somewhat flashy but impractical. They take a long time to charge and travel slowly, so they are not as effective as fists and feet."

At this point, Garuda shrugged:

"As for superpowered individuals and Onmyoji, a few people in the martial arts circle say they have encountered them, but I have never seen one with my own eyes, and I don't know if it's just an urban legend. As for ninjutsu, it's just some fancy tricks that look magical, but are actually similar to magic tricks and acrobatics, and there's nothing special about them."

"I see."

Li Xingzhou slowly nodded, thinking to himself, "The Sakazaki family of Kyokugenryu Karate? Does this world still have King of Fighters figures? I wonder if I'll run into Iori Yagami and Kyo Kusanagi..."

That said, since there are King of Fighters characters involved, could this zombie crisis be a human cleansing plan devised by the Orochi clan, who are extreme environmentalists?

Just as he was pondering, Wu Jialouluo suddenly looked enlightened and said:
"Leonardo, you're just an amateur martial arts enthusiast, yet you're so confident in the face of a zombie crisis. Is it because you have superpowers?"

"Superpowers?" Li Xingzhou smiled and said, "You could say I have a little bit."

"Another 'so-so'?" Garuda's eyes widened. "Can't a real man just speak more directly? Why do you keep saying 'so-so'?"

"Garuda!" Wu Yacha scolded his daughter again, "Be polite to Mr. Victor. Don't call him by his first name anymore, and don't use those 'you, you, you' sounds. Use honorifics!"

Garuda retorted, unconvinced:
"Mom, we haven't even confirmed whether Father is dead or alive yet, and you're already starting to side with outsiders?"

Wu Yasha chopped his daughter on the head with a chop, and scolded:
"You silly child, how could I be considered to be siding with outsiders? Isn't being polite to others a basic quality of conduct?"

After saying that, he pressed his hands to his lower abdomen and bowed to Li Xingzhou in apology, "I'm sorry, my Garuda is really too arrogant and rude."

Li Xingzhou said with a smile:
“It’s alright. Girls like Garuda are naturally outspoken, lively, and cheerful. The rules and regulations of the adult world are actually a constraint on her nature.”

"Li Ang, you are truly generous."

Wu Yacha smiled gently, "Garuda is really giving me a headache as her mother. I was pregnant with her when I was seventeen, and by eighteen I was already a qualified mother. And she's sixteen this year, the age when she can bear blood for the family, but she's still so wild, like a child who hasn't grown up..."

"Tch, being wild doesn't stop me from having kids." Garuda curled his lip. "My body is ready, it's just that I haven't found the right partner yet."

He then tilted his chin at Li Xingzhou and said provocatively:
"Leonardo, you're quite handsome and have a good physique. Given the current situation, I guess I won't have much room for pickiness in the future... How about this, you have a match with me, whether it's martial arts or superpowers, as long as you can withstand ten of my moves, I'll choose you to be the father of my child, how about that? Or, do you prefer a mature and beautiful wife like my mother?"

"..."

Wu Yacha was exasperated. Suddenly, he grabbed Garuda by the back of her collar and threw her more than ten meters away, sending her crashing into the wall of the hall on the other side.

Garuda spun around, pushed off the wall with both feet to easily dissipate the impact, landed on his back, put his hands on his hips, and grinned at Wu Yacha, "Mom, are you angry because I hit the nail on the head?"

"You child, you're just talking nonsense."

Wu Yacha glared at her and said to Li Xingzhou:
"I'm sorry, Li Ang..."

"Alright, Madam, you've apologized to me too many times already. There's really no need to be so polite." Li Xingzhou smiled and made a pause gesture. "From now on, everyone should be more relaxed and casual, without being so bound by etiquette. Otherwise, I'll feel uncomfortable."

"Alright, since you're so magnanimous, Li Ang, I'll be more relaxed and at ease from now on."

Wu Yacha smiled gently, then said solemnly:

"Although I've lost contact with my husband, and he and his people are probably all dead, I still want to go home to confirm. Li Ang, forgive my intrusion, but could you please accompany my daughter and me?"

As she spoke, Wu Yacha stared into Li Xingzhou's eyes, her heterochromatic eyes—black with red pupils—containing a hint of expectation.

Just as she told Garuda, she had a keen eye for people and had seen early on that Li Xingzhou was no ordinary person.

The reason for this judgment was Li Xingzhou's calm and composed demeanor, as if he were just an ordinary passerby.

Faced with this apocalyptic crisis, even powerful figures like Wu Yacha and Garuda only appear calm on the surface, while their hearts are filled with anxiety and fear. They merely suppress their emotions by relying on the tough nerves honed by martial artists through countless trials.

The young man, named Leonardo Victor, always appeared as an "ordinary passerby" from the moment they met.

His unfathomable, serene black eyes remained completely still, as if he were merely "passing through" this world, and no matter how the world changed, it would have no effect on him whatsoever.

The world has already reached its end. Zombies are everywhere inside and outside the school. The husband has lost contact with his family and is likely to be in grave danger. In such a large city as Tokyo, there are probably very few other survivors.

Even though she and Garuda were capable of barely surviving in this zombie apocalypse, she did not want her daughter to continue living in this hopeless wasteland.

So if Leonardo DiCaprio was really just "passing through," and if he had a better place to go, she sincerely hoped that, at the very least, he could leave with his daughter.

Although according to common sense and logic, her idea is utterly absurd. Leonardo DiCaprio doesn't look like an "alien," so how could he just be "passing through" this world?

But Wu Yacha chose to trust his own eyesight and intuition.

Because this was her last hope.

Even if this hope is absurd, faint, and illogical, she is willing to retain that last glimmer of hope—which may just be wishful thinking or a desperate fantasy—until the final result is revealed.

Like a drowning person who knows that a straw cannot save their life, but still clings to that straw.

Meeting Wu Yacha's expectant gaze, Li Xingzhou smiled slightly and nodded, saying:

"No problem, I'd be happy to serve you, madam."

A gentle smile bloomed on Wu Yacha's beautiful face. She placed her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed solemnly to Li Xingzhou, saying, "Thank you very much."

He then looked at Garuda and instructed him:

"Garuda, go find some backpacks, pack some food and drinks, we need to prepare to break through and go home."

Garuda nodded and was about to go find his backpack when Li Xingzhou said:
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

He looked at Wu Yacha and smiled:
"I am grateful for your trust, Madam, and I should do my part to show my abilities."

Since Wu Yacha had such high expectations of him, Li Xingzhou, who was always kind-hearted and tender-hearted, wanted to give her a little surprise. So, under the questioning gazes of Wu Yacha and Garuda, he waved his hand and swept all the food and drinks from the vending machines into his mustard seed space.

"..."

Wu Yacha blinked, looked at the empty vending machines, then at Li Xingzhou who had no extra items on him. After a moment of bewilderment, a huge surge of joy welled up in his heart.

Sure enough, she was right; he was indeed no ordinary person!

Garuda looked utterly astonished, remaining stunned for a long while before pointing at Li Xingzhou and exclaiming:

"A dimensional pocket? You have a dimensional pocket like Doraemon's!"

Her eyes were fixed on Li Xingzhou, her dark eyes gleaming with excitement, and she spoke incoherently:

"Are you from the future? A high-tech humanoid robot? Where's your dimensional pocket? It's not sewn onto your stomach like Doraemon's, is it? Since you have a dimensional pocket, can you take out the Anywhere Door...?"

Boom!
Wu Yacha struck his daughter on the head with another chop, interrupting her rapid-fire questions, and scolded her:

"I told you to watch less cartoons! Li Ang said he's a superhuman, this must be his superpower, not some futuristic high-tech robot's dimensional pocket!"

Garuda, with tears welling in his eyes, covered his head and looked at Li Xingzhou, saying:
"Are you really not a robot from the future?"

“I’m sorry, I’m not.” Li Xingzhou shook his head helplessly. “Your imagination is too rich. However, my method of containing items does have some similarities to Doraemon’s dimensional pocket, but the principle behind it is completely different. It’s not some kind of futuristic black technology… In short, you can think of it as a superpower, magic, or Taoist technique.”

"Is that so?"

Garuda blinked and praised:

"Even if it's not some kind of high-tech dimensional bag, being able to store so much stuff at once is incredibly impressive! With this kind of spatial pocket, surviving the apocalypse will be much easier. So, let's go on a shopping spree! In the apocalypse, the only problem is not having enough supplies, so on our way home, let's also sweep up all the food, drinks, clothing, shoes, socks, hygiene products, and other necessities from the malls and supermarkets to stock up for the future!"

“No,” Wu Yacha said seriously. “The most urgent thing is to go home and check on things. As for stockpiling survival supplies, I think we’ll have plenty of time later.”

Li Xingzhou nodded:
"Very well, as you say, Madam."

Seeing that Li Xingzhou had chosen his mother's suggestion, Garuda pouted sullenly and muttered under his breath:

"As expected, this guy likes mature and sexy beautiful wives..."

Wu Yacha glared at her daughter, both amused and annoyed. Just as she was about to ask her to find some long-handled weapons, Li Xingzhou took out a long spear from his mustard seed space and handed it to Garuda.

Garuda brandished his spear a few times, finding it quite handy, and nodded in satisfaction. He then asked Li Xingzhou:
"And you? Don't you need a weapon?"

Li Xingzhou shook his head. "No need. They're just zombies. We don't need weapons."

"My mom and I can also punch and kick zombies, but zombie fluid is contagious. If it accidentally splashes into our eyes or mouths, we may get infected and mutated."

Garuda said seriously, "So it's safer and more reliable to use a long-handled weapon."

Li Xingzhou smiled, took out a small steel ball, flicked it with his finger, and the steel ball shot out, embedding itself deeply into the wall more than ten meters away with a thud.

Looking at the small hole in the opposite wall, Garuda exclaimed in surprise:
"What kind of kung fu is that? Or is it a superpower?"

"This move is called 'Finger Flicking Skill,' a finger strength technique," Li Xingzhou said seriously. "It can flick small stones and steel balls with your fingers. The power depends on the hardness of the object and the strength of your fingers."

"..."

Garuda pursed her lips, recalling how she had just questioned Li Xingzhou's kung fu as being at the "amateur" level, and how he had shamelessly said that if he could withstand ten of her moves, she would choose him as the father of her child. Her cheeks flushed.

With his "finger flicking technique," which is as powerful as a rifle bullet, if he had enough small steel balls, she wouldn't even be able to get close to him. If she reacted even slightly slower, she would be riddled with bloody holes.

"With this finger-flicking skill, Li Ang really doesn't need a weapon."

Wu Yacha spoke softly, her eyes shining as she looked at Li Xingzhou, her expectations rising even higher.

Li Xingzhou nodded and smiled at Wu Yecha, then took out some bread and chocolate from his mustard seed space and handed them to them, saying, "Before you set off, replenish your energy."

Wu Yacha nodded and began to eat heartily with Garuda.

After the mother and daughter had eaten and drunk their fill and rested for a while, the three of them prepared to set off.

Wu Yasha, carrying his naginata, arrived at the gate, pushed aside the obstructions, and stepped out first. Garuda, wielding a spear, walked beside Wu Yasha.

Li Xingzhou lit a cigarette and leisurely followed behind the mother and daughter.

The three headed towards the school gate, where zombies had already poured out of the buildings and were wandering aimlessly. On the large playground that the three had to pass through, there were groups of zombies scattered everywhere.

Wu Yacha and Garuda didn't take any detours, moving as lightly and silently as felines toward the gate. When zombies blocked their way, Wu Yacha would slash with his sword, or Garuda would thrust with his spear, their perfect coordination easily killing one zombie after another.

Li Xingzhou did not make a move until he arrived at the main gate of the campus and saw dozens of zombies blocking the entrance. Only then did he stop Wu Yacha and Garuda and launch small steel balls from a distance.

With a whooshing sound, small steel balls shot out like bullets, each one piercing the skull of a zombie. In no time, he had shot down all the dozens of zombies blocking the school gate, their bodies piling up in front of the main gate.

Such efficient killing caused Garuda to look at Li Xingzhou with a hint of awe and a faint trace of admiration—Garuda preferred strong men to handsome men.

Stepping out of the campus, Wu Yacha saw the streets completely blocked by a series of car accidents, and zombies roaming everywhere. He sighed helplessly.
"Looks like I'll have to walk home."

Garuda said nonchalantly:

"Walking is fine, it's not too far from home anyway."

With her and her mother's stamina and agility, they could easily overcome obstacles such as high walls and houses that are difficult for ordinary people to cross, and walking home might even be more convenient.

As usual, Wu Yacha consulted Li Xingzhou, "Li Ang, is walking alright?"

Li Xingzhou nodded and said, "No problem."

Wu Yaksha smiled sweetly and, with Garuda leading the way, headed towards the Wu family's main residence.

After walking for a while, Wu Yacha turned into an alley and saw many zombies in the alley. He then leaped onto the side wall of the alley. Garuda and Li Xingzhou also jumped onto the wall one after the other. The three of them then walked quickly on the wall, which was only a hand's width wide.

Just as they reached the middle of the alley, a low roar rang out, and a burly figure rushed out from a house on one side of the alley wall, crashing violently into the wall.

The alley wall shook violently, and the section beneath Wu Yacha's feet collapsed. Fortunately, Wu Yacha reacted extremely quickly, leaping into the air just before the wall collapsed, and simultaneously swung his naginata at the burly figure below who had crashed through the wall.

Her strike was swift and precise, the blade tracing a bright silver arc as it cleaved the head of the burly figure.

But the burly figure suddenly reached up and his fan-like hand moved with lightning speed, grabbing the knife handle with a "thud" and pulling hard, causing Wu Yacha to plummet downwards.

"mom!"

Garuda cried out in alarm, leaped off the alley wall, and pounced on the burly figure. At the same time, he pointed his spear, the tip of which, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, swiftly pierced the back of the burly figure's head.

The burly figure seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. His other hand also rose up with lightning speed, grabbed the gun barrel with a backhand, and swung it with force. Garuda was thrown away and crashed into the wooden wall of the house below with a bang, making a big hole in the wall before rolling straight into the house.

At this moment, Wu Yacha was also pulled to the ground. She let go of her knife, rolled over, and dissipated the force of the fall. She rolled over to the front of the burly figure, then braced herself with her hands on the ground. Her curled-up body suddenly stretched out like a spring, and her long, lithe legs kicked up like a carp emerging from the water, with both feet kicking up and landing on the burly figure's chin.

Bang!
With a muffled thud, the immense force sent the burly figure, just over two meters tall, flying several meters into the air before crashing headfirst to the ground with a thud.

Wu Yacha landed lightly and looked anxiously into the house, asking:
"Garuda, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Garuda's voice came from inside the house. Then she came out rubbing her chest and grimacing. Apart from being covered in dust and wood chips, her long, straight, shiny black hair was slightly messy, but she didn't seem to be injured.

Wu Yacha breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when the burly figure that had just fallen headfirst to the ground slowly stood up again. His head, which had collided with the stone slabs in the courtyard, was completely unharmed, and his thick neck was also unscathed, with only some stone dust stuck to his short hair.

"It's Mr. Daimon!"

Upon seeing the imposing figure, Garuda exclaimed in surprise:

"Mr. Daimon has turned into a zombie too! No wonder he's so powerful!"

Mr. Gatekeeper?

Looking at the burly figure who was over two meters tall, with a bare, bronze-cast-iron-like upper body, a headscarf tied around his forehead, wearing white trousers and bare feet, Li Xingzhou, who had just lit a cigarette and was preparing to watch the Wu family mother and daughter show off their skills, raised an eyebrow: This outfit, this figure, this surname, could it be Daimon Goro?
If it was Daimon Goro, then his technique of easily grabbing Wu Yacha's sword handle and Garuda's spear handle with a simple raise of his hand makes sense. Daimon Goro has such a fast-firing aerial grappling technique.

but……

How could a martial artist like Goro Daimon retain his skills after becoming a zombie, and his movements not be as slow and clumsy as ordinary zombies?
Just as he was pondering this, he heard Wu Yacha say in a solemn tone:

"When ordinary people turn into zombies, their strength increases by 70% to 80% because the body's self-preservation mechanism is released... For a strong person like Mr. Daimon, his strength at least doubles after turning into a zombie..."

Garuda swallowed hard.

"And he hasn't lost the agility he had in life!"

Just then, Goro Daimon, whose eyes were bloodshot and devoid of any wisdom, displaying only a bloodthirsty beastly nature, with murky saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, suddenly raised his hands high above his head.

"Watch out, it's the 'Landmine Shock' opening move!"

No sooner had Wu Yacha spoken than Daimon Goro suddenly bent down and slammed his palms into the ground.

With a single strike, the ground shook violently, and powerful shockwaves surged outwards in all directions.

Reality is not a game.

The "Landmine Shock" move is not something you can easily avoid by jumping up.

Therefore, although Wu Yacha and Garuda both sprang up when Daimon Goro struck the ground with both palms, the sweeping shockwave still blew the mother and daughter away, sending them flying several meters away and crashing heavily into the alley wall, knocking down two sections of the alley wall.

To make matters worse, Goro Daimon's attack was so powerful that it attracted the attention of the zombies, who were extremely sensitive to sound. Low growls from all directions could be heard, indicating that the surrounding zombies were being drawn in and were moving towards this location.

Cough!

Wu Yacha coughed twice, got up from the rubble, and was about to go check on her daughter who was buried by the collapsed courtyard wall when she saw Daimon Goro stride towards her again.

Helpless, Wu Yacha could only assume a fighting stance and prepare for battle. But just then, she heard a whooshing sound, and then her vision blurred as a tall figure blocked her way.

"Madam, this doorman is an acquaintance of yours...should we spare his life?"

Li Xingzhou turned his head to give Wu Yecha a side profile, a lit cigarette dangling from his lips.

He had originally wanted to see the Wu family mother and daughter show their skills, but after learning that the opponent was Daimon Goro, he knew that the Wu family mother and daughter were probably no match for him.

Ordinary people become much stronger when they turn into zombies, but for a strong person like Goro Daimon, his strength only increases, and he is not afraid of getting hurt, does not feel pain, and his agility is not diminished in the slightest.

If they keep watching, Wu Yacha and Garuda will probably be crippled.

So he stepped in front of Wu Yacha in time.

As Wu Yacha looked at his handsome profile, his calm and elegant smile, and the cigarette emitting wisps of smoke from his lips, her eyes flickered slightly. A great sense of security suddenly welled up in her heart, and she felt that his back was as indestructible as a towering mountain.

But she quickly regained her composure and said in a heavy tone:
"Although Mr. Damen can indeed be considered a friend of the Wu family... he is an extremely outstanding martial artist and would certainly not want to become a walking corpse that only knows how to chase after flesh and blood."

"Understood." Li Xingzhou nodded, but before he could turn his head, Daimon Goro had already rushed in front of him, his fan-like hands reaching out to grab Li Xingzhou's shoulders, about to deliver a "Hellish Paradise Drop".

"Watch out!" Wu Yacha warned in alarm.

Garuda, who had just crawled out from under the collapsed courtyard wall, also widened his eyes and cried out in alarm:

"Mr. Daimon's wrestling skills are amazing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Xingzhou casually raised his hand, his five fingers gently brushing as if playing a zither. Daimon Goro's hands bounced back as if he had been electrocuted, leaving his chest wide open. Li Xingzhou stepped forward, raised his arm, and threw a punch that struck Daimon Goro squarely in the chest.

When the punch was thrown, Goro Daimon's chest appeared unharmed, but his entire back exploded with a bang. Not only were all the muscles in his back shattered, but his spine was also blown into pieces. His internal organs, which had been reduced to minced meat, were ejected backward and covered the outer wall of the house behind him.

Without the support of his back, Goro Daimon's strong body immediately "collapsed" and he collapsed to the ground.

Even so, Goro Daimon was still alive. His face was turned upside down, his eyes were still wide open, and his mouth kept opening and closing, his two rows of teeth making a clicking sound.

Li Xingzhou shook his head, raised his hand to grab the spear that Garuda had dropped, and casually thrust it through Daimon Goro's brow with a soft "thud".

This powerful fighter finally died at this point.

"what a pity."

He sighed softly, drew his spear, shook off the bloodstains from the tip, and threw the spear at Garuda.

Garuda, covered in dust and dirt, instinctively reached out and took the spear, staring at Li Xingzhou in disbelief, speechless for a moment.

Wu Yacha stared intently at Li Xingzhou, his voice trembling as he said:
"You actually killed the zombie-turned-master in one move... Li Ang, has your martial arts cultivation reached the legendary immortal realm?"

The realm of immortals?

What exactly is the "Immortal Realm" that martial artists in your world are said to possess?

Li Xingzhou thought for a moment and shook his head, saying:

"Madam, you flatter me. I am far from being an immortal."

Hearing the growing howls of zombies approaching from all sides, he said:
"A large horde of zombies is about to surround us; we need to get out of here quickly."

Wu Yacha, as if waking from a dream, nodded in response:

"Yes!"

He quickly went over, picked up the fallen naginata, and continued to lead the way.

This time, Garuda did not follow her mother, but instead walked alongside Li Xingzhou.

She would glance at him every now and then, her dark eyes filled with burning passion.

Li Xingzhou had never been afraid of girls, no matter how enthusiastic they were. He met Garuda's burning gaze with a smile and said:
"looking at what?"

Garuda met his gaze without hesitation and said, "I'm looking at you."

"Didn't you say you weren't attracted to handsome guys?"

“But you’re not only handsome, you’re strong too!” Garuda licked his lips. “I want to have your child…”

Is it so direct?

Li Xingzhou was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said:

"You should ask your mother about marriage."

“She’ll definitely agree.” Garuda leaned closer to Li Xingzhou and whispered, “I even think that Mom wants to have a child with you…”

Suddenly, Wu Yacha in front let out a shy and reproachful cry:
"Shut up, Garuda, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't frighten Mr. Victor."

No, my house has all sorts of weirdos, so I won't be scared at all.

Li Xingzhou muttered to himself, a strange smile appearing on his lips.

When the sun sets.

After passing through walls and houses, avoiding large groups of zombies as much as possible, and only killing a hundred or so ordinary zombies along the way, the three finally arrived at the Wu family's main residence located on the banks of the Meguro River.

Despite having anticipated it, Garuda's face still darkened and he pursed his lips tightly when he saw the classical manor gate and the zombies dressed in Wu family martial arts uniforms.

Wu Yacha's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes dimmed, his body trembled slightly, and his grip on the hilt of the knife tightened unconsciously, revealing faint blue veins on the back of his fair, jade-like hand.

After a long silence, she took a deep breath and said:

“We can’t let the Wu family’s children become walking corpses… Garuda, let’s go and give them some dignity.”

Garuda bit her lip and nodded vigorously:
"it is good!"

The mother and daughter stepped forward together, and Wu Yacha brandished his naginata, the blade flashing like a spinning wheel, slicing off heads one by one as if cutting grass.

Garuda moved swiftly with quick, shuffling steps, his spear shaft trembling as he thrust repeatedly with the tip, each strike piercing a skull.

Although the Wu family members are all martial artists, they are clearly far less powerful than Daimon Goro. After turning into zombies, they are only stronger than ordinary zombies, but their agility is about the same.

Therefore, the mother and daughter did not spend much effort to clear out the zombies in front of the gate like they were invincible, and then rushed into the courtyard to continue their killing spree.

At this time, the two of them also began to encounter zombies transformed from Wu family experts. They were strong, fast, and fearless.

Although Garuda is young, she is one of the strongest rising stars in the Wu family, and her strength far surpasses that of many of her cousins ​​and even uncles.

Wu Yacha's seemingly slender and soft body also contains inhuman power.

The mother and daughter were badly beaten by the zombified Goro Daimon just now, but that was only because Goro Daimon was too strong, not because they were weak.

Therefore, despite encountering a zombie transformed from a Wu family expert, the mother and daughter, working together seamlessly, were still able to overcome all obstacles. With their combined efforts, they could defeat a powerful zombie in less than five moves.

Soon, the two stormed into the main hall of the house.

But as soon as they stepped into the main hall, Wu Yacha and Garuda were both stunned.

Inside the lobby, it was like a battlefield, with limbs and fragments scattered all over the floor, and blood smearing the floor and walls red.

A tall figure sat cross-legged amidst a pile of broken corpses, devouring a thigh, with a huge nodachi sticking upside down beside him.

"Wu...Lei'an!"

Looking at that tall figure, Wu Yacha uttered his name in a hoarse voice.

Garuda looked at the pile of shattered corpses and saw a head with its eyes wide open in death, veins bulging on its forehead and bloodshot veins gradually appearing in its white pupils.

Wu Yacha also saw the human head.

But now is not the time to vent your emotions.

Wu Lei'an is the strongest genius in the Wu family. His talent is comparable to Garuda's, but he is five years older than Garuda and is naturally strong and tall, so he has an overwhelming advantage in strength compared to Garuda.

Now it's turned into a zombie again, and its strength has increased dramatically...

Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the hall, it is clear that the Wu family's unmutated experts were all killed by the zombified Wu Lei'an.

"Garuda, calm down, you are not..."

Before Wu Yacha could finish speaking, Garuda let out a fierce roar, stomped the floor and cracked it open. His spear shot out like a dragon, and he followed the spear, charging towards Wu Lei'an with the momentum of an iron cavalry charge.

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