The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

"Be careful!"

Sun Miao spoke up to remind him.

The giant zombie ignored the mud beneath its feet, each heavy step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

It smashed the ice sculpture blocking its way with a single punch, relentlessly cutting through its skin with sharp ice shards.

The lightning that Li Yuanguang transformed into immediately coiled around it.

Stab it!

Violent arcs of electricity leaped wildly across the monster's body, emitting a burnt smell.

However, the monster's skin was tough, and the electric arcs raging on it only momentarily slowed its movements, without causing a fatal injury.

It roared, and its fan-like hand reached directly at Li Yuanguang, who was enveloped in lightning.

Li Yuanguang felt a chill and instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning to dodge.

It was at this moment.

Chen Feng remained motionless.

A dagger that had been hovering beside him vanished without a sound.

The next second, the dagger was already on the back of the giant zombie's head.

puff!

Without any obstruction, the dagger sank completely in.

The giant zombie's body suddenly stiffened as it charged forward, the red light in its eyes quickly dimmed, and its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of mud.

One fatal blow!

Chen Feng's eyes were icy cold. This monster's strength was among the top in the elite monsters of the Wasteland Era.

The only drawback is that it relies solely on instinct and lacks any intelligence.

Sun Miao could see clearly that Chen Feng had chosen the angle precisely at the moment when the monster turned and roared, making its cervical spine most vulnerable.

This is Chen Feng!

Always calm, always precise.

......

at the same time.

Within the territory of the Dragon Kingdom.

Almost everyone's cell phone emitted a sharp alarm at the same time.

An official message, with an irresistible force, instantly topped the trending search lists of all apps.

[Urgent Notice: A zombie virus outbreak has occurred. To ensure public safety, all those currently outside are urged to return home immediately and not linger outside! Keep doors and windows tightly closed!]

If you encounter a person or animal with a decomposing body or exhibiting strange behavior, please report it immediately. Do not attempt to handle it yourself!

[If you are unfortunately bitten or scratched, please report it immediately! The zombie virus is curable! It is curable! It is curable!!!]

Please do not demonize the virus, and do not be afraid to ask for help.

If you are unfortunately infected by the monster, you only have three hours for rescue. Don't let your foolishness and overconfidence ruin your life!

The moment this announcement was released, the once peaceful online world erupted in chaos.

Countless comments emerged within minutes.

"A zombie virus? Is it because of that sun?"

"Even the zombie virus can be cured! My country is amazing! I knew I could always trust the Chinese government!"

"Sometimes I feel like I'm really weird. The apocalypse is really coming, and I'm not scared at all. I'm even a little excited. Why is that?"

"Haha, bro, I feel like you're spying on me, and I feel the same way."

"Anyway, I have a worthless life. It's fine to live or to die. My only regret now is that I didn't go to 'Wasteland Era' sooner."

"Hey buddy upstairs, don't worry. If you manage to get through this, stick your head out the window and take a look. You'll see a real-life wasteland right below you."

"No wonder weapon shops have appeared; it turns out the Chinese government had anticipated this day!"

"Don't act rashly! The authorities have said not to take action on your own! Everyone, please don't do anything reckless!"

"That's right, everyone please don't go out, protect yourselves, and don't cause trouble for others or the authorities."

"..."

There are all sorts of opinions online: panic, excitement, numbness, rationality...

The myriad aspects of human nature are laid bare at this moment.

However, there is a strange point that no one has noticed.

That was the outbreak of the zombie virus. Such an outrageous thing, yet there were hardly any voices of ridicule or doubt.

The moment I saw the official announcement.

Almost everyone subconsciously accepted this premise as a matter of course.

Perhaps it's because they've experienced too many unbelievable things these past few days.

Some frights, after experiencing them many times, you get used to them.

Or perhaps, too many people had already noticed the signs.

......

Mr. Qian pushed open the heavy door and walked out of the conference room with a look of irritation on his face.

All he wanted to do was find a quiet place to smoke a cigarette and sort out the jumbled thoughts in his head.

Just as I reached the corner of the corridor, a figure rushed towards me.

A muffled thud.

Mr. Qian remained motionless, as if his feet were rooted to the ground.

On the contrary, the young man who had bumped into them was thrown back several steps by the force of the impact, and was about to fall to the ground with a thud.

Mr. Qian instinctively reached out and grabbed the young man by the collar, pulling him back.

The force was so great that the young man's body swayed.

"Little Li?"

Old Qian frowned, recognizing the person who had arrived: "Why are you in such a hurry? What are you doing?"

The young man, called Xiao Li, finally managed to stand up, adjusted his glasses which had been knocked askew, and looked anxious.

"Mr. Qian, I...I have urgent business with Mr. Chi!"

Old Qian glanced around; apart from the two of them, there was no one else in the empty corridor.

He released his grip and stood directly in front of Xiao Li.

"If there's anything you need, just tell me right here."

Mr. Qian's voice was somewhat hoarse, carrying an unquestionable command.

"Don't go looking for Chi Zhengyang, he's quite busy right now."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Xiao Li's face. He subconsciously glanced at Old Qian, his expression revealing obvious distrust.

In his view, in such an emergency, the calm and steady Mr. Chi is better able to make decisions.

As for Mr. Qian... let's just forget about him...

But that one glance completely ignited the powder keg.

Where is this kid's emotional intelligence?

The dog ate it?!

"What's with that expression, kid?!"

Old Qian flew into a rage, raised his large, fan-like hand, and slapped it hard on the back of Xiao Li's head.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the corridor.

The force was so great that Xiao Li staggered forward and almost fell again.

"What's wrong with me?"

"ah?!"

Old Qian glared at him, spitting almost onto Xiao Li's face: "Do you think I'm less reliable than that guy Chi Zhengyang?!"

Li clutched the back of his head, which was ringing, wincing in pain and cursing under his breath.

Need I say more?

And this old guy's grip is incredibly strong!

How can someone so old still be so strong!

My mind was racing with thoughts, but I didn't dare utter a single word of dissent.

He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, Mr. Qian, I absolutely did not mean that."

"There are some things I think it's better to let Elder Chi know."

He was still unwilling to give up and tried to bypass the Buddha statue.

Mr. Qian's face instantly darkened, becoming so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

"I told you, tell me right here!"

"Or you could just take your message and get out of here!"

He didn't believe that this guy could have any important matter that required Chi Zhengyang's personal attention.

It's simply that the people below are afraid of taking responsibility, and they want to report every little thing to their superiors.

If he has to ask Chi Zhengyang for everything, he might as well not live at all; he might as well work himself to death.