Under One Person: I Can Change Jobs Infinitely.

They picked up the guns next to the thugs' corpses, clumsily raised their guns, and charged forward with the Divine Machine Puppets.

kill!

Nothing else matters anymore; all they want now is revenge, even if it costs them their lives!

Having lost his family and children, and suffering greatly himself, he now has the opportunity to settle old and new scores!

Huang Yu did not stop them, nor did he need to. He simply instructed the Divine Machine Puppet to assist them when appropriate.

hum!

A slight tremor came from underground.

The Earth-Traveling Immortal Wave transmitted the information from underground to Huang Yu's mind in detail.

That's the kind of noise that would be produced by hundreds or thousands of people running at the same time.

"A zombie horde, huh? The snake is about to be lured out."

Huang Yu turned his head to look at the Four Directions Building. In the perception of the Earth Immortal Wave, that was the entrance to the underground building.

More than twenty puppets have already attempted to break through the defenses of the Four Directions Building.

These people will not give up on the valley that they have devoted so much effort to.

"The zombie horde is coming, Master. We should get the heavy machine gun out."

A stray bullet hurtled towards Zuo Ruotong, but a golden shield enveloped her just in time, blocking the bullet.

Zuo Ruotong didn't care at all. She killed an enemy with a single palm strike and then flew back to Huang Yu's side.

The Divine Machine Puppets had all been released. Huang Yu put away his storage bag and gestured towards the Four Directions Building.

Zuo Ruotong's hands were stained with blood, and his Taoist robe was also dyed red. He looked at the Four Directions Tower:

"I sensed it, such a strong sense of death."

"Not only corpse demons, but also some special beings, such as the strange people you mentioned, also want to come out."

Huang Yu took out some items from his storage bag and put them in his pocket beforehand.

A cold smile played on his lips: "They're really confident. We've made such a commotion up there, and they still dare to come out."

"But this suits me just fine. Master, you deal with the corpse demons and other undead creatures later, and I'll ambush those aliens."

Zuo Ruotong had already strapped the heavy machine gun to her waist, and with the bloodstains on it, she exuded a kind of eerie, violent aesthetic.

"Understood, but heavy machine guns aren't a panacea. If the opportunity arises, I'll take action and join you in eliminating those superhumans!"

Huang Yu nodded: "Yes, it's up to you."

Huang Yu had no doubt about Zuo Ruotong's strength. Even if he couldn't compare to the old Celestial Master a hundred years later, he could still easily crush a few experts.

If Zuo Ruotong wanted, he could even directly charge into the horde of zombies and carry out a decapitation strike.

Of course, it's also possible to get surrounded; even a large number of ants can kill an elephant.

……

Meanwhile, inside the underground building, several masterminds were looking very serious.

"What's going on? Why didn't the magic array give any warning?"

"Judging from the commotion above, the army is surrounding and annihilating us!"

The Blood Controller Beck glanced at a man in a wizard's robe and questioned him.

Black Mist Will said aggrievedly, "Boss, I don't know what happened. I clearly set up the magic circle. There couldn't have been a problem."

"Let alone an army, even a single person can be sensed by the magic array."

"Unless, they have a way to bypass the magic circle."

"Oh~ you mean there's a traitor among us who caused the magic circle to malfunction?" Drops of blood seeped from Beck's skin, forming a long whip that pointed at a middle-aged man carrying a black coffin.

Chapter 87 The Weakness of Alchemy

“Liu, nothing has happened here until you arrived, and someone attacked us, completely bypassing our magic array.”

"Tell me, who is the most suspicious person in this matter?"

The Corpse Taoist Liu Chenghua's face was grim: "You doubt me? Are you stupid? Based on what I've done, do you think I would cooperate with the government?"

A burly, black-haired zombie blocked Liu Cheng's incarnation, with black whirlwinds faintly gathering around him.

"Hehehe, are we going to start fighting amongst ourselves now?"

Stuart, the corpse hider, grinned sinisterly: "How about we settle things outside first, and then we can settle accounts?"

"A bunch of mortal soldiers, and you're so afraid? Once the horde of zombies injected with the compound gets up there, they won't be able to stop them at all!"

The magic circle flickered beneath the feet of the corpse-concealer, and crimson zombies crawled out one after another, heading upwards along the underground corridor.

These crimson zombies moved nimbly and in perfect order. Even when running in narrow spaces, they could still maintain their formation, completely unlike the laxity of ordinary zombies.

"Hehehe, without Liu's help, we would never have been able to synthesize the Corpse Spirit Compound."

"Baker, you're being too sensitive."

"Look at our undead army, how perfect it is."

Beck narrowed his eyes slightly. He detected a hint of doubt in the corpse hider's tone, a questioning of his authority as the team leader!

Damn it, this piece of trash who only knows how to play with corpses dares to challenge his position!

But at this moment, Beck couldn't afford to lash out. He retracted his blood-red whip and said coldly, "Then, shouldn't you also send out your zombies?"

Liu Chenghua silently lowered the black coffin behind him. The coffin lid opened, and one after another, blue-faced, fanged zombies emerged. They were not as frenzied as the crimson zombies controlled by the corpse hider, but they were even more oppressive.

Led by the thousand-year-old zombie covered in black fur, the corpses on their bodies went berserk.

The corpse-concealer's face showed a hint of infatuation: "Liu, are you really not going to consider injecting your thousand-year-old zombie with the corpse spirit compound? We will definitely create a perfect creature."

Liu Chenghua snorted: "No need, your medicine is not mature enough."

The man who hid the corpse said regretfully, "Alright, maybe you'll change your mind later."

Suddenly, the corpse-hiding man's expression changed: "Damn it, where did they get such strong firepower? My corpse demons are dying in large numbers!"

This kind of firepower is normal in Europe, but on this land, an army armed with fire pokers from the last century should be completely unable to pose a threat to the modified horde of zombies.

Baker scoffed: "Ha, that sounds nice, but we still have to solve the vitality point problem."

With that, Baker beckoned the others to go upstairs: "Will, let's go together."

"clear."

……

Outside the Sifang Building, Zuo Ruotong carried a heavy machine gun, unleashing a fierce barrage of firepower that shattered the crimson zombies that kept crawling out of the passage into pieces.

Da da da!

Zuo Ruotong used all her strength to forcefully suppress the gun barrel, her body as steady as a mountain, and she was even able to fire accurately.

This transformed the heavy machine gun from a weapon for suppressing fire into a highly efficient killing tool.

Some operations that ordinary people would never be able to perform became perfectly natural under Zuo Ruotong's profound cultivation of life.

Huang Yu used Ghost Shadow Step to conceal himself and watched quietly from the side.

"That's right, that's what a new-era superhuman should be like."

"By combining our own capabilities with new-era technologies, we can maximize the combined effect of both, achieving a result greater than the sum of its parts!"

"To cooperate with each other, achieve mutual success, and amplify each other's strengths."

Whoosh!

A large mass of blood flew out of the Four Directions Building, followed closely by a huge cloud of black mist.

Huang Yu's eyes suddenly lit up: "They're finally out, those stinking rats."

He held a red pill in his hand, ready to unleash it.

Zuo Ruotong frowned as she watched the flying blood and black mist, then suddenly raised her gun and fired a series of precise shots at the blood and black mist.

The bullets left more than a dozen bloody holes in the blood, but it didn't seem to cause any major damage.

The bullets passed right through the black mist, having no effect whatsoever.

"These are the Blood Controllers and Black Mist that A-Yu mentioned? They're quite interesting. I wonder what A-Yu has prepared that can supposedly target them."

Zuo Ruotong showed an expression of interest, then ignored them and turned her gun back to the surging corpse demons.

A surge of blood coursed through him, taking on the form of Beck.

He looked down at Zuo Ruotong with a serious expression: "There's only one person? How is that possible?"

"Also, is it so easy to carry this heavy machine gun?"

Beck's eye twitched, and then he looked at the Divine Machine Puppet chasing the thugs all over the valley, and a sense of understanding dawned on him.

"So that's how it is. It was the manipulator of the divine machine who came to test us more than two years ago."

"Hmph, I don't care who you are... I'll kill this one with the machine gun first."

Blood congealed, transforming into crimson daggers, pointing at Zuo Ruotong.

Suddenly, a red ball appeared in front of Baker. His expression changed, and he hurriedly summoned back his blood to form a defensive shield that enveloped him.

Bang!

The red dumpling exploded and scattered into a cloud of powder.

Baker removed his blood shield and looked at the red powder filling the air with confusion.

"What are they doing? A bomb with such low power?"

"Hmm, wait a minute, something's not right!"

"Why can't my blood clot?!"

Baker suddenly looked at the red powder, as if realizing something, and quickly moved away from it.

"Damn it! It's an anticoagulant!"