Those who reincarnate must die.

"What did you say?" Before Xiaoman could react, Zhang Lang had already rushed forward. His speed surprised both Xiaoman and Zhang Lang!

The lingering golden-haired demon noticed the small creature that had suddenly darted up. It roared angrily, baring its sharp fangs, and raised one hand. Suddenly, a giant claw, as sharp as a sword, shot out from its forearm!

It turns out that the index finger of this guy's hand has been specially modified, with the finger bone almost as thick as the wrist, forming an exceptionally thick claw. Normally, when he clenched his fist and pressed it against the ground, this claw would fold and hide in the thick hair of his forearm, just like a mantis's sickle. Now that he saw the enemy, it immediately sprang out, as if he were holding two short swords and stabbing at Zhang Lang!

A very powerful monster, but too slow!

Just as the enemy's claws came crashing down, Zhang Lang suddenly leaped high to dodge, landing directly on the monster's head. He grabbed its mane with one hand, kicked its cheekbones and jaws with both feet, and fired repeatedly at its temples with his Tiger Roar halberd!

As the junction of multiple bone plates, this is the thinnest and most vulnerable part of the skull. Since this monster has mutated into a primate, it should be similar in this respect!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Zhang Lang fired without holding back, emptying his ammunition in rapid succession. The monster's head was blasted open by the terrifying attack, its brain and nerves were shattered, and a large chunk of its skull was blown off. The heavy corpse crashed to the ground.

Just kidding. Although the barrel is a bit short and the tip is flattened, Tiger Roar's bullets are still modified from machine gun bullets. Even if the power is a bit weak, flesh and blood can hardly withstand them!

As the enormous monster collapsed, Xiaoman and Zhang Lang were both filled with disbelief. This golden-haired ghost beast was a top-tier monster in the wilds of the Holy Capital City. It was incredibly strong, extremely agile, and quite intelligent. Light weapons could barely hurt it, and even cannons and crossbows couldn't hit it. Even the most experienced expedition teams would avoid it, as being discovered meant total annihilation.

This dangerous, almost invincible monster was instantly defeated by this strange survivor!

And killing it wasn't the end of it; this guy also kicked the golden-haired ghost's head until it was smashed, and stomped hard on the spilled brain tissue twice!

"What are you doing?" Xiaoman and Zhang Lang asked, leaning closer. "Do you have a grudge against this monster?"

"Some monsters might not be completely dead even if their heads explode!"

Zhang Lang stomped his foot on the ground, shaking off the filth that had accumulated there.

"I've seen one who had a small nucleus in his brain, his brain was practically destroyed, yet he could still instinctively fight back! Very dangerous!"

"Oh..." Xiaoman nodded, "No wonder you've managed to survive all this time on your own..."

As they were speaking, a commotion came from the jungle. Zhang Lang immediately picked up his heavy crossbow: "Quick, let's get back to the wall! The gunshots have attracted other monsters!"

The three of them immediately ran into the city gate and climbed the stone steps inside the city wall to the top of the wall. Zhang Lang was surprised to find that there were various defensive works and city defense equipment piled up on the city wall. Some of them should have been built when the city was built, while others were rough and simple and obviously added later.

He followed the two men around the piled-up sandbags to the city gate tower and knocked rhythmically. After a while, the door, reinforced with several layers of wooden planks, slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties saw Xiaoman and Zhang Lang: "Come in quickly!"

"Uncle Ma, who is this...?"

Xiaoman also wanted to introduce Zhang Lang, and Uncle Ma nodded:

"We saw it from the city gate tower! Come on in!"

Zhang Lang followed them into the city gate tower, and upon looking up, he felt a surge of emotion, as if tears were about to well up in his eyes…

The walls of the city of Shengjing were six or seven zhang wide, like a main road, and the base was even thicker. With a height of more than ten zhang, it was not only a city wall, but people would believe it was a dam!

Such thick city walls were not entirely solid on the inside; they had open spaces within, allowing soldiers to move around, and were divided into several levels. At intervals along the walls were watchtowers, each topped with a gate tower, which provided ample space for many soldiers to garrison and defend the city. The largest and most spacious of these were the city gate towers!

The city gate towers of the capital were fully equipped with defensive weapons, with huge exteriors and spacious interiors. It is said that more than 500 people could be stationed at just one city gate!

Now, as Zhang Lang entered the city gate tower, he was greeted by a crowded scene!

The huge hall was packed with people, most of them crowding along the outer walls, holding guns and crossbows on guard. There were also many people resting or helping out inside. Roughly speaking, there were probably at least two hundred people!

This was the most bustling scene Zhang Lang had ever seen in his home world since the world's destruction!

Meanwhile, many monsters attracted by the gunfire emerged from the jungle outside the city gates. However, none of them were of the level of the Golden-haired Ghost Hou. The survivors put away their guns and returned fire with crossbows, killing a few and scaring away the rest, thus repelling an attack.

In this era teeming with monsters, people rarely use firearms unless in a particularly dire situation, in order to avoid attracting even more monsters.

Seeing the monsters retreat, the survivors in the hall turned around and showed expressions of awe when they saw Zhang Lang!

Old Ma, who opened the gate for them, clapped his hands: "Everyone, you all saw this from the city gate tower, right? This is the brave warrior who single-handedly dealt with the Golden-haired Ghost Hou!"

Seeing this, everyone applauded, and several people cautiously approached, saying, "You jumped so high just now, you must be some kind of extraordinary person too?"

"Of course! Look at his physique, so tall and strong, he's definitely not an ordinary person!"

"It's been a long time since we've seen a survivor of extraordinary abilities. This is truly remarkable! With such a powerful figure joining us, our lives are sure to be much easier from now on!"

"Look at his coat, what kind of leather is it? He must have killed a lot of monsters, right?"

After a brief moment of fear, these people suddenly became enthusiastic, which made Zhang Lang somewhat uncomfortable. He asked, puzzled, "Aren't you going to ask me where I come from?"

"What else do you want to ask!"

Old Ma shook his head and pulled Zhang Lang from the doorway to the middle:

"In this world, everyone is a fellow countryman! Look around, half of the people here are from Shengjing, and the other half are refugees from nearby villages and counties! As long as they are alive, we don't care about their background, we'll take them all in! This world is so big, we don't lack food, we just lack people!"

At this point, Old Ma suddenly hesitated for a moment, then chuckled and said, "But you still need to introduce yourself! Otherwise, we won't know your name..."

"My name is Zhang Lang!" Zhang Lang introduced himself, "I'm from Anning Town..."

"Anning Town?" The survivors in the room looked at each other, clearly having never heard of this small town. Zhang Lang added, "It's a small town in Qingyang County, only about a hundred miles from the county seat..."

"Qingyang Prefecture?!" Everyone was shocked upon hearing this. "Isn't that over a thousand miles from the capital? How did you manage to get here?"

Zhang Lang wanted to say that he had just run all the way here, but he was afraid they would make a fuss, so he said evasively, "The journey was quite bumpy..."

Indeed, after being ravaged by monsters for almost two years, even the smoothest official road was full of potholes. Zhang Lang had indeed tripped a few times, but with his current physical strength, he usually didn't trip himself, but rather kicked the stones blocking his way to break them...

These words were incredibly heartbreaking to the many survivors, who immediately imagined the tragic story of this poor lone traveler who had wandered for over a year, traversing thousands of miles to reach the capital...

"Then you're the furthest friend we have!" Old Ma exclaimed. "And such a powerful extraordinary person at that! Now we have three extraordinary people! And two of them even have very similar names..."

"Three people?" Zhang Lang was slightly taken aback. Zhang Lang, standing beside him, chuckled, "The other one is my girlfriend, Ye Weiwei. She's not here right now; she's in the tower two hundred meters away helping to take care of the wounded!"

"There are people elsewhere too?" Zhang Lang's eyes widened upon hearing this. "How many survivors are there in this Holy Capital?"

"In total?" Old Ma scratched his head. "I haven't kept count, but let me calculate... three hundred... five hundred... four hundred and twenty or thirty... I estimate there are at least two thousand people!"

"More than two thousand?!" Zhang Lang's eyes widened in surprise. This was the most exciting number he had heard in the past year and a half!

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