Apocalypse: Zombie Elimination Expert

The instant the door lock clicked open.

Almost instantly, the motion-activated lights and footsteps sounded simultaneously.

The zombie rider who was originally standing in the aisle, like a shark that had smelled blood, stopped moving slowly and charged over with a strange howl and an extremely contorted jogging posture.

The hands with black nail polish reached out and grabbed at Chen Tuo forcefully.

Having already prepared, Chen Tuo kicked out with great force, sending him sprawling against the wall and onto the ground.

Before it could get up, I pushed it forward with both hands.

The simple spear, made from a sledgehammer and a clothesline pole, pierced out instantly.

Pfft!

A tearing sound rang out, and the spear successfully pierced the zombie's open mouth.

The sharp blade pierced its throat without any resistance, but the handle, being too thick, got stuck in its mouth.

The zombies aren't dead yet.

But Chen Tuo held the spear that had pierced his throat tightly in his hand, pinning it firmly to the wall, making it impossible for him to get up.

"So, you won't die unless your head is injured? Your cannibalistic desires seem quite strong, unaffected by the injury, and you don't seem to feel pain..."

Chen Tuo carefully observed the zombies, not missing a single detail.

He was experimenting.

Based on the novels and movies I've read before, all zombies share a common weakness: they die if their brains are damaged.

Compared to the many illogical aspects of the existence of zombies, this aspect is actually consistent with the characteristics of living beings.

Of course, if "zombies" can still be considered a type of creature...

Normally, pulling out a spear and aiming for the right spot to stab it into the eye socket would destroy the zombie's brain and kill it.

But sensing the zombie struggling more and more violently under the spear, Chen Tuo, being facing this creature for the first time, was afraid that it would spring up from the ground the moment he pulled out the spear, so he chose a safer option.

He gripped the spear tightly with his left hand and grabbed the baseball bat on his backpack with his right.

With a "click," the buckle snapped open.

Feeling the unique weight of the metal baseball bat, Chen Tuo controlled the force with which he gripped the spear, gradually closing the distance.

"Wow...wawaka—"

The zombie's eyes were bloodshot, and its pupils were almost shrunk to the size of pinholes.

Because his throat had been pierced, black blood mixed with thick saliva dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth.

It was still struggling, its blood-red eyes filled with ferocity, its mouth opening and closing repeatedly, as if trying to bite off the handle of the spear made from the clothesline pole.

Although clotheslines are not made of iron, they are made of tempered plastic and are not so easy to bite through.

After all, Chen Tuo remembered that it cost quite a bit of money when he bought it.

This is no ordinary stuff...

Because of the close proximity, Chen Tuo could even smell the stench coming from the zombie's mouth, which was quite nauseating.

"How ugly..."

Chen Tuo frowned slightly, his murmured tone carrying a hint of disdain, but also a touch of pity.

"Living like this is painful. Considering you brought me supplies before you turned into a zombie, I'll personally send you on your way. Just bear with it, it'll be over soon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his right hand, which was holding a baseball bat, down from above.

Click!

The powerful blow caused the zombie's head to tilt to the side.

Whether it was due to the poor quality of the helmet or Chen Tuo's excessive strength, with a single blow, he successfully smashed a hole in the zombie's helmet, causing it to tilt to one side and reveal half of its head.

The zombie showed no discomfort from the attack; instead, it struggled even more fiercely, and the strange cries emanating from its throat became increasingly piercing.

Feeling the slight numbness in his palm from the reaction force, Chen Tuo swung the bat again without hesitation.

This blow was aimed directly at its exposed temple.

boom!

This time, without the protection of a helmet, the sound of the impact changed from dull to crisp.

Half of the zombie's head caved in instantly, and white brain matter mixed with black blood splattered out and splashed onto the wall.

"Crackling, hooting—"

"Still not dead?"

Chen Tuo was somewhat surprised; the zombies' vitality was truly beyond his imagination.

This time he released the spear and gripped the baseball bat with both hands.

Less than a second after the zombie left the corner, the baseball bat, carrying all its force, slammed down!

The zombie's head exploded like a watermelon, half of it gone, lying on the ground, leaving only broken bones and a mixture of red and white liquid...

The battle ended quickly; less than two minutes had passed from the moment the door opened until it was over.

Chen Tuo didn't feel anything special after killing a zombie for the first time, apart from the excitement brought by adrenaline.

Perhaps it's because zombies are no longer considered human.

Or perhaps he had become accustomed to it after experiencing discomfort upon first seeing a zombie.

Catching his breath, shaking his slightly numb arms, Chen Tuo pulled out his spear, slowly squatted down, and examined the zombie that had completely turned into a corpse from head to toe.

This was the first time Chen Tuo had observed a zombie species so closely.

Aside from feeling a bit nauseous, I was mostly curious.

Despite losing half its head, the zombie's eyes, mouth, and even the skin on its face were still clearly visible in the remaining half of its face.

Looking at the zombie with its eyes open, Chen Tuo realized that the zombie's seemingly blood-red eyes were not entirely red, but rather composed of fine blood vessels.

However, because there were so many and so many blood vessels, it looked as if the person had conjunctivitis.

Combined with pupils that have shrunk to the size of pinholes, the two create an inhumanly terrifying effect.

His ashen skin, and the blue veins that covered half of his face like parasites, made him look incredibly creepy.

Chen Tuo's gaze slowly moved downwards.

The teeth were a bit yellow, which might indicate that this zombie had a smoking habit and didn't like brushing its teeth.

My gums are still bleeding a little, but it shouldn't be caused by the spear, since the blood shouldn't have dried into a bloodstain in such a short time.

The black blood covering half of his mouth had a foul odor and looked thicker than normal fresh blood.

Upon smelling the odor, Chen Tuo subconsciously held his breath.

Looking at his hands again, there were abnormal bruises under his fingernails, as if he had been hit by a heavy object.

And this bruising had even seeped into the tips of the fingers.

If you were scratched by this zombie, it's easy to imagine that the wound would definitely be covered with the zombie's own blood.

"It seems that there is a high chance of infection from being scratched, so we should avoid close contact as much as possible, and use long weapons if possible."

Chen Tuo murmured to himself, memorizing the information. Based on the observed characteristics of the zombies, he simulated them in his mind, improving his future combat habits.

Boom!

Just then, a frantic scratching sound came from inside the security door next to the wall.

Accompanying this were familiar roars and strange cries.

In fact, similar voices had appeared before, but Chen Tuo's attention was focused on the rider zombies at the time, so he didn't pay much attention.

"well……"

Looking at the security door facing his own house, Chen Tuo sighed after a long while.

It seems the neighbors weren't spared either; they've become zombies...

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