Damn zombies, how dare they disguise themselves as humans!

"Roar—"

"Faster, faster!"

"The horde of zombies is catching up!"

Inside the building, a dozen or so people were panting as they quickly climbed the stairs.

There were five soldiers in camouflage uniforms, and the rest were ordinary people.

They had probably been chased for a long time, and they were all out of breath, their faces pale with panic. They were basically holding on by sheer willpower, running frantically up and down the stairs, using both hands and feet. They would occasionally trip and fall on the steps. Only the five soldiers with better physical condition were able to keep up.

Behind them, on a staircase less than one floor high, swarms of zombies were rushing up.

And it spread downwards layer by layer, all the way to the first floor of the building, and even the long streets were crowded with densely packed hordes of corpses, stretching far into the distance, with no end in sight. It was a sight to behold, making one's scalp tingle and giving one a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

With such a large quantity, there must be at least tens of thousands.

This building has only six floors.

With the horde of zombies closing in from behind, the dozen or so people quickly reached the top floor and rushed out through the open iron door.

"Ah... bang! Help... help me... please help me..."

A young man wearing glasses, probably running too fast and falling behind, heard the approaching roars of the horde of corpses. In a panic, he accidentally kicked the steps and fell to the ground, hitting his head and bleeding profusely. He was already exhausted and barely holding on, and when he fell, he couldn't get up and could only call for help.

The people in front, instead of stopping when they heard the cries for help, ran even faster.

Everyone was fleeing for their lives, and they were all exhausted and dizzy. Who dared to look back?

Finally, only the bearded soldier who looked like an officer heard the shout and immediately ran back from outside the iron gate without hesitation. He grabbed the hand that the bespectacled man was reaching out to, but seeing that the horde of corpses below had already turned the corner and were only half a floor away, in a moment of panic, he almost dragged him out and threw him onto the rooftop.

He then quickly turned around and closed the iron gate, locking it.

far away,

Luo Tian stood in the middle of the rooftop, waiting.

If you don't know what type of threat the target belongs to, it doesn't really matter which target you choose.

Moreover, for him, the danger did not come from the zombies, but from the actions of his target.

Just like Su Rou and Wang Xiulan before them, it was all like that.

Therefore, he chose the group of people who were the closest to him and were on the run.

Instead of going out to find your target, let the target come to you.

"W-What should we do? Which way should we run?"

"There are too many zombies; the iron gate won't hold them off for long."

"We're doomed! There's nowhere to run on the roof, we're dead!"

"Did you tell us to run up here just to get us killed?"

"You've ruined me! I can't run away! What do I do! What do I do?!"

Rushing to Luo Tian's side, the group of people, in their panic, turned pale and almost ashen-faced, with some glaring angrily at Luo Tian.

Exhausted from being chased, their speed was getting slower and slower. With the horde of corpses getting closer and closer, they suddenly saw Luo Tianchong and his group on the top floor shouting and waving. In their panic, they didn't think about anything else and desperately squeezed out their last bit of strength to rush up, as if they had grabbed a lifeline.

Once they reached the rooftop, they realized the problem, and one can imagine how they felt with their escape route cut off.

Luo Tian didn't say much.

He silently remembered the few people who had glared at him, then turned and rushed toward the edge of the rooftop.

The rooftop, which he chose as a place to rest and recuperate, was not chosen randomly.

Besides its high location, wide view, and relatively safe environment, it also has three burrows, preventing zombies from blocking the only entrance and exit.

Rushing to the edge of the roof,

He flipped himself up onto the outer wall, which was more than half a meter high.

Standing atop the wall, Luo Tian bent his knees slightly and then jumped suddenly.

His body then traced an arc, leaping more than a meter away, and landed easily on the rooftop of the adjacent building.

This is his three burrows for cunning rabbits. The dozen or so buildings in this area are all about the same height, spaced one or two meters apart, and lined up one after the other.

If the iron gate leading from the rooftop to the ground floor is blocked, he can simply jump down the rooftops one floor at a time. There are usually no zombies on the rooftops, and the spacing between them can block the zombie horde, making it both safe and secure.

Alternatively, you don't need to jump continuously; you can jump only one building away.

The rooftop is blocked by outer walls more than half a meter high on all four sides, so mindless zombies would never climb the walls and jump over.

"Quick! Jump!"

With Luo Tian's example, it was like being saved from a desperate situation.

At the command of the bearded officer who had just arrived, a group of people hurriedly and hastily climbed up the wall.

Soldiers are physically strong and skilled. After catching their breath and gathering some strength, the four soldiers jumped over first.

But the rest of the ordinary people are in a much worse situation.

Under normal circumstances, even a woman could manage a distance of only one or two meters.

The key issue is that everyone is currently feeling weak, their legs feel as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and they are even trembling slightly when standing on the edge of the wall.

In such a situation, a meter or two is an insurmountable chasm. If they fail to jump over it, the height of a six-story building would definitely kill them.

Jump!

"What are you all standing there for?"

"Jump now if you don't want to be eaten by zombies!"

"Don't worry, we'll hold you back! Jump!"

On the opposite rooftop, four soldiers shouted anxiously.

The bearded officer who remained standing beside the group was also urging them on anxiously.

Unfortunately, a group of people trembled and simply didn't have the courage; some even crouched down, swaying and crying.

"A collective act of recklessness?"

This scene caused Luo Tian's blood pressure to rise immediately.

They're on the verge of death, and you're still dawdling?

Especially those who crouch down, if he had a gun, he really wanted to shoot them all.

If you don't want to live, then go die!

opposite,

The bearded officer was furious. Turning around, he saw the already dilapidated iron gate in the distance being violently pounded by the horde of corpses, almost about to be forced open. He had no choice but to turn back and jump down, rushing to the iron gate and using his body to hold it in place while shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Jump over there!"

"These damn zombies are incredibly strong!"

"I can't hold on much longer, hurry, any more delay and I'll die!"

Amidst the bearded officer's repeated roars and the increasingly loud banging of the iron gate, some people finally mustered the courage to bend over and jump one after another.

Figures streaked through the air, followed by a series of dull thuds as they landed.

Some of them fell flat on their faces.

Some crashed onto the rooftop and rolled far away.

A few may have exhausted their strength and crashed straight into the opposite wall.

Fortunately, the four soldiers were prepared for the rescue and pulled him up in time.

Although they were grimacing from the pain, they were finally safe, except for two men and four women who still dared not jump.

However, they didn't linger for long.

"Bang!!!"

In the distance behind, with a violent impact, the iron gate was finally forced open by the horde of corpses.

The zombies at the very front were instantly crushed in droves, and then even more zombies surged out like a flood bursting its banks.

"Roar roar roar roar—"

A barrage of hoarse, broken roars erupted in an instant.

One after another, ragged, filthy, and rotting zombies swept in, bringing with them a foul stench and the aura of death.

When faced with the threat of death, people always unleash boundless courage.

Just like the six people standing on the edge of the wall, who were just moments ago timid and hesitant.

Seeing the dense horde of zombies surging behind him, he instantly felt energized and hurriedly leaped up.

In front of the oncoming horde of corpses, the bearded officer was running frantically. A few meters from the edge, he stepped on the ground and leaped into the air.

As they passed over the wall, they also grabbed the last bespectacled man who was still dawdling.

"Bang!"

"ah!!"

Due to inertia, the two crashed heavily onto the roof of the opposite building, accompanied by a loud impact and screams.

The bespectacled man already had a head injury, and the hard fall aggravated his injury, causing him to tremble all over in pain.

He had just fumbled for his fallen glasses, put them back on, and struggled to get up when he looked up and seemed to see something that made him recoil in fright.

At the same time, pointing to the bearded officer's bloodied hands, he screamed in terror:

"He...he...he..."

"He was scratched by a zombie!"

"I even got bitten by a zombie!"