Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Don't be fooled by those voices!

Chen Ye's voice boomed across the square, but it was too late.

On the south side of the square, not far from Chen Ye, a girl wearing a white T-shirt stopped what she was doing.

Her eyes suddenly became empty, her pupils dilated, her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured something.

Then she turned around and walked toward a house with its doors wide open.

The pace quickened, from walking to running, from running to sprinting.

"Grab her!"

Someone shouted.

A boy rushed up and grabbed her arm, but she shook him off forcefully.

Her strength was abnormal; the boy was thrown so hard he almost fell over.

She rushed into the doorway of the house and disappeared into the darkness.

Then more people started turning around and walking towards the houses with open doors.

It wasn't forced; it was voluntary.

Their faces wore strange expressions, as if they were sleepwalking or being drawn by some irresistible force.

Some people were in tears, calling out the names of their loved ones.

Some people had blank expressions and empty eyes, like walking corpses.

Some people were crying and laughing at the same time, completely losing their minds.

"Stop them! Don't let them in!"

Zhao Hai's voice came from the center of the square.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng also rushed forward, grabbing two people who were walking towards the house, one on the left and one on the right.

Wang Shuo was holding onto a tall, thin boy.

The boy was incredibly strong. He dragged Wang Shuo, a burly man weighing 160 pounds, several steps forward, leaving two furrows in the ground with his feet.

"Damn, how can he be so strong!"

Wang Shuo gritted his teeth, pushed off the ground with both feet, and pressed down with all his weight, finally managing to hold the boy back.

"They're being controlled! Knock them out!"

Chen Ye rushed over and struck the tall, thin boy on the back of the neck with a palm strike.

The boy's eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he lay motionless on the ground.

But not everyone can be pulled back.

On the east side of the square, a boy in a gray tracksuit rushed into the doorway of a building, and his teammates chased after him to try to pull him out.

But the next moment, the boy in the gray tracksuit transformed into a monster and rushed out, biting off his teammate's neck in one bite.

On the north side of the square, a girl stood at the door of a house, half of her body already inside the doorway, with one hand still gripping the door frame.

"Help me...pull me out..."

Her voice was trembling, and her face was covered in tears.

Her teammates rushed up, grabbed her hands, and pulled her out.

She moved outward a little, but was quickly pulled back by a tremendous force.

The two were locked in a stalemate at the doorway, like a tug-of-war.

Then her fingers slipped off the door frame one by one.

"No...no..."

Her voice grew fainter and fainter, until it was swallowed by the darkness.

One person after another ran into those rooms.

The 147 survivors who emerged alive from the city of corpses are dwindling at an alarming rate on the city's first night.

Chen Ye stood in the south-central part of the square, the black liquid on his cleaver already solidified.

His stamina was nearly half depleted, but he hadn't used any of the four stamina potions yet.

Zhao Hai stood to his right, the metallic luster on his fists much dimmer than it had been at the beginning.

His stamina consumption was even greater than Chen Ye's; the continuous output since the start of the fight had used up two stamina potions. He still had two left.

Wang Shuo and Li Zheng are in better condition than them.

The advantages of passive talents in prolonged battles are now fully revealed.

Their energy was almost completely depleted; although their physical strength had decreased significantly, their combat effectiveness had not diminished noticeably.

Qin Zhaoyang leaned against the base of the statue, panting heavily. The Swift Wind Crossbow had already fired all its arrows.

Zhou Yating stood next to Qin Zhaoyang, her face pale and her forehead covered in sweat.

Her energy was completely depleted; she could no longer cast Ice Arrow, and she hadn't used her last remaining energy potion.

There weren't many people left standing in the square.

Those who are lured into the house will turn into monsters and come out. With this ebb and flow, they will soon be consumed and killed.

After all, they didn't have much medicine to support them.

Zhou Yating and Qin Zhaoyang are basically no longer capable of fighting.

"Everyone, gather around me!"

Just then, Wang Ze's voice rang out in the chaotic square.

Chen Ye's gaze swept over.

Wang Ze stood in the center of the square, slightly to the west. Xia Yan, a girl with pigtails, stood in front of him, holding two short daggers in reverse, the blades covered in black liquid.

"Walk!"

Chen Ye took the first step, his cleaver hanging low at his side with the tip pointing downwards, black liquid dripping down the blade.

Zhao Hai stepped back to catch up, the metallic luster of his fists had dimmed considerably.

Wang Shuo, Li Zheng, Qin Zhaoyang, and Zhou Yating followed closely behind.

As Chen Ye's group moved closer to Wang Ze, the other people still standing in the square also moved towards Wang Ze's location.

Some people walk steadily, while others stagger.

Jiang Ning burst out from the horde of monsters in the east of the square.

The jacket was torn in several places, and there was a new wound on the exposed skin.

Jian Lan followed behind him with the other four team members.

People in the square moved toward Wang Ze from different directions.

In the end, a total of thirty people gathered around Wang Ze, including Chen Ye, Wang Ze, Jiang Ning's three teams, other teams, and individual players.

A few hours ago, 147 people stood on the platform in this city.

Now, only thirty people are still standing.

The rest of the people either became the mutilated corpses on the ground or the monsters.

"My gravity field can cover a radius of up to ten meters. I'll suppress these monsters, and you're in charge of killing them."

As soon as Wang Ze finished speaking, he plunged his long sword into the ground, and an invisible force field suddenly expanded.

Chen Ye felt his body suddenly sink, as if his weight had suddenly increased several times over. His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and each step required several times more effort than usual.

However, his body quickly returned to normal, clearly indicating that Wang Ze was able to control the gravity experienced by everyone within the gravity field.

Just then, a monster crawling on all fours rushed to the edge of the gravity field.

It plunged headlong into the gravitational field from its high-speed sprint. The moment it entered the gravitational field, its body suddenly sank down, and its limbs directly touched the ground, as if an invisible giant hand had pressed it to the ground.

Its speed drops drastically from extremely fast to extremely slow, and it takes three or four times more effort than usual to lift each claw off the ground and bring it down.

Seeing this, Zhao Hai rushed forward and punched the monster in the head. His fist embedded itself in the skull, black liquid splattered out, and the thing twitched twice before going still.

He flicked the liquid off his fist: "Good heavens, Wang Ze's abilities are a bit heaven-defying."