The screams at Busan Port were beyond description; the word "horrific" was insufficient to describe the tragedy.

It was an absolutely horrific sight; even from hundreds of meters across the sea, it was still so clear it sent chills down one's spine.

Under the searchlight, those tireless figures tore and bit wildly; before the person who was tackled could even breathe, their throat was ripped out.

Blood splattered on the shipping container, creating a scene of hellish life.

Daida Mei's live stream was not banned because she had been given special treatment before, despite the gore in the videos.

At this moment, the screen was filled with a barrage of comments, it was absolutely incredible.

The popularity of the entire live stream skyrocketed, like a rocket.

The content of the live stream, in particular, was so enjoyable that viewers were thoroughly entertained…

Of all the live streams I've ever watched in my life, none have been as enjoyable as the ones Dai Da Mei has been broadcasting these past few days.

Good heavens, a full-blown brawl! Is this a real-life Train to Busan for me?

[Wow, it has to be my great Korea! These zombies run faster than Usain Bolt?!]

Brothers, we usually argue about everything, but this time I suggest we be more magnanimous and not argue!

[I second that proposal! I declare that the zombie virus originated in South Korea and is an integral part of South Korea's cultural heritage!]

[Yes, yes, yes... Don't compete with them! We suggest South Korea apply for UNESCO World Heritage status overnight!]

[To be honest, it has to be my great America. This time, they not only want South Korea's money, but also its life! Sending this ship full of viruses is truly a display of filial piety!]

The girl looked at the comments and her lips twitched.

Seriously, are all the viewers in my live stream really that carefree?

The scene below had turned into a chaotic mess, yet they were still making jokes.

"Everyone back to your cabins! Don't linger on deck!"

Just then, a stern order came over the loudspeaker on the warship she was on.

Although the warship has severed the connection, this is, after all, an unknown virus, and no one can guarantee that it won't spread through the air, or that a few more flying creatures might appear...

The Chinese evacuees on the deck began to transfer to the cabin in an orderly manner.

According to regulations, all personnel boarding the ship must undergo a second screening.

Even though a check had already been conducted before boarding, for the sake of the lives of the thousands of people on board, the captain ordered that the checks must be conducted down to the last hair.

A long line formed outside the clinic.

There weren't any high-tech detection methods, since this thing came too suddenly.

The doctors could only use the most primitive methods...

Medical check-up!

Even a tiny wound, the size of a pinprick, will be subject to repeated questioning and may even result in immediate isolation.

Daida wanted to continue her live stream, but she had to obey the government's orders, so she had to hold her phone, shrink her neck, and stand in line.

She's really panicking now.

It's not that I'm afraid of the virus, it's that I'm afraid of this inexplicable luck.

Why is it that wherever I go, there is danger?

Could it be...?

Did those jinxes in the live stream really come true?

cannot,

Absolutely impossible!

My sister took the test back then, and she was a good-for-nothing with no talent.

And it's the kind of situation where there's absolutely no chance of a comeback!

However, while she was queuing, a group of people walked by, led by an elderly man with gray hair but a sprightly spirit.

The two bars and four stars on his shoulders gleamed under the lights.

He clearly holds a high position.

In an instant, the two sides came face to face.

For no apparent reason, the silly girl quickly lowered her head.

Unexpectedly, when the old man saw the girl with her phone doing a live stream, his originally serious face suddenly froze for a moment.

He squinted, looked Dai Da Mei up and down, and then glanced at the familiar live stream interface on her phone screen.

"that……"

The young woman felt a little awkward under the old man's gaze and quickly lowered her phone.

"Sir... oh no, sir! I am..."

"I know you."

However, before she could finish speaking, the old man waved to her.

"You're that gamer, what's your name... old woman?"

The awkwardness on Dada Mei's face instantly froze.

no--

Sir, is that how you address a girl?

Of course, Daida Mei didn't dare to ask.

However, the chat in the live stream instantly burst into laughter.

[Hahaha! Old woman! What is this? Official confirmation?]

[This is hilarious! I never knew this old commander knew about live streaming!]

[Facepalm, I can't bear to look, this is absolutely a social disaster!]

"Commander...you...you watch the live stream too?"

The naive girl was so embarrassed she could dig three bedrooms and a living room out of the floor with her toes, trying to save face.

"Actually, I'm still young; those are just things netizens call me."

The old man carefully examined Dai Mei's body but did not see any obvious injuries.

Then his gaze became complicated again.

In those eyes, there was sympathy, helplessness, and a sense of wonder at seeing a rare animal.

I've watched a few of your live streams.

The old man sighed, his tone deep and somber.

"I am the captain of this warship, young lady, tell the truth."

"I served in the army for forty years and have seen a lot of storms."

"But I've never seen a kid as unlucky as you in my life."

Dumb Girl: "..."

Are you polite?

If the person in front of her wasn't a two-star, four-grip player, the silly girl might have beaten him up herself.

"real."

However, the old captain added in a very serious tone,

"Wherever you go, trouble follows. When you return to China, try to go out as little as possible; it's better for everyone."

puff--

A single strike to the vital point!

Murder and kill!

This is blatant murder and psychological attack!

The silly girl opened her mouth wide, unable to utter a single word.

Even the viewers in the live stream were completely taken aback, laughing so hard they couldn't breathe...

Did you hear that?! Did you hear that?! The national team itself has stamped it!

[A humanoid, self-propelled disaster generator!]

[I suggest handing the old woman over to the state, so that if they ever dislike a country, they can airdrop her there for a "tourist trip"!]

[Are you the devil, upstairs? But... I think this plan is feasible!]

……

however,

Just as the Chinese warship was filled with joy and peace because of Dai Da Mei.

The kimchi below are in for a rough time!

Seoul. The Blue House, the presidential residence.

"Damn it! Ah...damn it!"

The angry roars nearly lifted the roof off the office.

The current president of South Korea, Yoon Dae, is currently pacing back and forth in his office.

On the television screen in the office, images of Busan Port, resembling a living hell, were playing.

Flames soared into the sky, and zombies roamed freely.

The once proud international port has now become a playground for zombies.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?!"

Yin Da grabbed the phone and roared at the Minister of National Defense on the other end.

"Wasn't it supposed to be an evacuation? Weren't they supposed to be survivors? Why did they bring the virus here?!"

"Those damned Americans! They're poisoning us! They're murdering us!"

On the other end of the phone, the Defense Minister's voice was trembling:

"Your Excellency the President..."

Now is not the time to assign blame.

Busan... Busan Port is almost out of control!

Those monsters spread too quickly and tirelessly, biting anyone they saw...

"We must seal off the area immediately! We must mobilize the army immediately!"

Yin was so angry that he trembled all over and slumped into a chair.

Of course he knew he needed to blockade.

but……

That's Busan!

It's the second largest city in South Korea!

Once a lockdown is implemented, the economic losses will be incalculable, and his approval rating will absolutely plummet to the other side of the world!

But looking at the rampant horde of zombies spreading wildly on the screen, he knew he had no choice.

"Lockdown! Complete lockdown!"

Yin Da gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

"Blow up all the roads leading to Seoul! Mobilize all armored units and surround Busan! Not even a fly is allowed to get out!"

"besides!"

He gripped the microphone tightly, his voice becoming somewhat humble and stern.

"Call the American embassy!"

Ask them what they really want to do!

This is their ship, their people caused this mess! Tell them to send reinforcements immediately! Immediately!

……

Across the ocean.

The United States, the Pentagon command center.

The situation here is not much better than at the Blue House.

On the enormous tactical screen, the behemoth lying at the center of the Tokyo nuclear bombing was constantly being monitored.

Everyone was pondering how to capture this enormous creature.

Even now, they still firmly believe that as long as they can grasp this thing and conduct experiments, even a small result will be enough to benefit them greatly.

However, how to capture them has become a major problem.

However, at that moment, the Secretary of State's phone rang.

He quickly made an apologetic gesture to everyone and then answered the call.

However, after only a few words, his face turned extremely pale and horrified.

"Mr. President, South Korea has sent an urgent request for assistance."

"Busan Port... has experienced a zombie outbreak."

"A zombie outbreak in Busan?"

The U.S. president was also taken aback upon hearing this and immediately instructed the technicians in the conference room to retrieve the satellite images.

Soon, a scene unfolded at Busan Port that caught everyone's attention.

After looking at him for a while, he slowly spoke.

"Tell Mr. Yin that we deeply sympathize with him."

"but."

He then changed the subject.

"Our military is focused on dealing with the nuclear crisis in Tokyo, and... that damn monster."

We don't have the extra troops to deal with their mess.

"But..." the Secretary of State hesitated for a moment, "those infected people were sent there by us..."

"So what?"

The American president stared at the Secretary of State.

"That was an accident! It was an unfortunate incident!"

Are you asking us to send our soldiers into hand-to-hand combat with those painless, tireless monsters?

We've already suffered significant losses; do you really want us to use force against both countries together?

He took a deep breath and loosened his tie.

"Relay my orders."

"All US military bases in South Korea are to immediately enter a state of first-level combat readiness."

"Close the gates, set up machine guns, and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving until this damn virus is under control! Not even the president of South Korea is allowed to come begging for help!"

"Also, notify the evacuation fleet: all those that haven't docked yet, turn around! Go to Guam, go to Hawaii! Even if they die at sea, they must not bring the virus back to the mainland!"

The Secretary of State opened his mouth, but could only nod helplessly in the end: "Yes."

As the Secretary of State left, the American president's expression turned extremely grim.

Those damned guys,

They're even capable of doing something like this for their own selfish gain...

……

I don't know if it was because of that virus carrier.

Or perhaps it's because the people of Korea eat kimchi all year round that even their zombie infections are so unique.

They all moved with incredible speed and were all athletic champions.

In the short time it took for the two countries to argue, the entire port of Busan had almost fallen.

There were no miracles, and no superheroes appeared in time.

At this moment, the entire port was filled with nothing but slaughter.

Jack, who was the first to mutate, could no longer be recognized as human.

His body swelled up again, and his muscle fibers burst open like tree roots, tearing through his skin.

The bones made a series of popping sounds, and the legs that were originally upright bent backwards, turning into hind limbs like those of a wild beast.

It completely defies any image of a zombie I've ever seen!

"roar--!"

He lay on the roof of an overturned military vehicle and let out a chilling roar at the sky.

Beneath him lay a dense mass of corpses.

As if summoned, they ceased their pointless search and began to turn their heads in unison, looking towards the city center...

at the same time.

Lin Fan, who was fast asleep at the epicenter of the Tokyo atomic bombing, seemed to sense something as well...

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