Crossover Anime Reincarnation: I Slaughtered Through the Main God Space!

There was no need for Bai Yu to remind them.

The team members had already run back to their room, put on their equipment, and were waiting for his orders.

"Then let's go." Bai Yu nodded and slung his heavy equipment over his shoulder.

What used to feel like heavy equipment is now as easy to him as carrying a pack of tissues.

He quietly followed the others and soon met up in the parking lot.

Boarding the school bus, which was already equipped with anti-skid chains, the group embarked on their journey once again.

Click...

The parking lot gate slowly opened, revealing the dim light outside.

The weather is terrible.

The sun hid behind the clouds, refusing to show itself.

on the street.

Every now and then, zombies would hear the sound of cars driving and chase after them in vain, only to be quickly left far behind.

The snow seems to have lessened considerably.

Only snowflakes, like tiny white dots, fell softly, and the temperature was much lower than a few days ago.

Bai Yu leaned against the passenger window, listening to the whispers behind him, and couldn't help but reveal a subtle expression.

Through the reflection in the glass window, he saw Makoto Ito chatting happily with the girl sitting next to him.

This girl, named Kato Komi, is of average appearance and a bit chubby. Compared to Kasumigaoka Utaha and Yukino, she is far inferior.

But Makoto is clearly not picky and, true to his nature, hooked up with Kato.

I wonder if his ending will be like the original story, with his head being cut off by a woodcutter's axe?

Bai Yu shook his head slightly, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and turned to ask Hayama Hayato, who was driving, "Hayama, how much longer can we drive?"

Chapter 31 You have disturbed the Witch!

"About two hours," Hayama Hayato said helplessly, glancing at the fuel gauge.

School buses are huge fuel consumers; it's a miracle they've lasted this long.

"Be prepared to get off the bus on foot at any time." Bai Yu frowned slightly, not having a better solution.

They didn't see any cars along the way.

I can't even change my car if I want to.

The outskirts of Laomei are sparsely populated, and it's quite normal not to see a single person for most of the day.

"Keep trying to tune the frequency; maybe we can contact the NPC."

Shiraha was silent for a few seconds, then had Yukino pick up the car radio and tune it to the emergency channel.

The goal given by the Supreme God is too general.

Finding four survivors in the vast wilderness is extremely difficult.

We can only try our best with the methods at hand.

Yukino nodded, pressed the call button, and her clear, cool voice was like a spring: "This is the survivor team, calling for other survivors. Please respond if you hear me."

It didn't take long.

A buzzing sound could indeed be heard from within the channel.

The three of them exchanged a glance, their faces lighting up with surprise.

“Stranger, we just left the Bauhinia Hotel and are heading to the Heihe City military base... We received a signal from a suspected survivor en route, and the location shows that they are nearby.”

There was only a crackling sound from the radio; there was no response.

Yukino patiently repeated herself, her tone remaining calm: "Repeat, we have weapons and supplies, and we are heading to the Kurokawa City military base... If you receive a signal, please let us know your current location, and we can provide support."

When the third call ended, a rough and wary male voice finally came through the radio: "Who are you?"

"We are a survivor team." Shiraha gestured to Yukino not to reveal too much information.

Defenses can not do without.

Even NPCs are the same.

In this world, they are all flesh-and-blood human beings.

Before fully understanding the situation, we should not risk revealing too much information.

"..."

The rough male voice fell silent for a moment, seemingly discussing something with his teammates.

A short while later, he returned and spoke again: "We're at a motel in the east of the city, just got rid of a horde of zombies."

"But unfortunately... because of the zombie horde, we are now temporarily trapped here as well."

"If you have the ability to help us, we will be extremely grateful."

"Remember, if you and your people are willing to come here, be very careful of the area... there is a monster dressed in white, who looks like an ordinary woman."

"We got trapped here because we accidentally disturbed her."

"Okay, we'll be there in half an hour."

Bai Yu turned off the radio, a thoughtful expression on his face.

If the gruff voice wasn't deceiving them, they had likely encountered a witch.

Witch, also known as witch or ghost.

Bai Yu believes that witches are the most troublesome infected people besides Tank.

Normally, this infected person, dressed as an ordinary girl in a white dress, will not actively attack humans; instead, she will hide in a corner and cry softly.

But if you accidentally provoke her, you'd better pray you run fast enough.

The witch hated flashing lights and loud noises, and even more so, being ambushed.

If you hear a witch sobbing softly, it's best to turn off your flashlight and quietly walk away from her.

If she accidentally discovers you and angrily roars at you, it means she's going to attack.

The problem is that the witch's cries can easily attract the attention of other zombies.

Once completely surrounded, no matter how capable you are, it will be difficult to escape.

Rumble...

The engine roared to life, the wheels kicked up snow, and it sped off toward the east of the city.

......

the other side.

In a motel in the eastern suburbs.

The four people were sitting silently around the fireplace in the hall, warming themselves by the fire.

These four are the main characters of the Left 4 Dead series.

Veteran Bill.

Bikers - Francis.

Louis, a bald, Black office worker.

And the only female member of the squad leader, a white female college student named Zoe.

"Bill, is that survivor squad reliable?" Francis glanced at the roaring campfire, picked up a dirty rag, wiped his shotgun, and asked.

"I don't know." Bill said, puffing on his few remaining hand-rolled cigarettes, speaking very little.

At this time, the old man was actually suffering from cancer and had no relatives or friends; he was a typical lonely old man.

Aside from smoking, he had no other hobbies.

“If you ask me… we should try contacting them.” The young Black man, Louis, hesitated, biting his nails, longing to make contact with others.

He hadn't seen a living person in a long time.

The four people have been trapped here for almost a week.

The mutual reliance and support among the group allowed him to experience a long-lost warmth of humanity.

Therefore, Louis also longed to meet more living people.

"Ugh......"

Zoe sighed and casually tossed the piece of wood in her hand into the fire.

Looking at the suddenly expanding flames, she sighed softly, "Since they say they have supplies, perhaps we... can try to contact them."

"Don't forget... we can't hold out much longer."

As she spoke, Zoe stood up, picked up her backpack, and showed it to everyone: "There are two bags of cookies and a can of fruit left. This isn't enough for four people."

Putting aside the fact that this inexplicable heavy snow forced them to take temporary shelter at this motel,

The clothes they were wearing were all haphazardly found in the hotel.

Not to mention it doesn't fit.

Even my warm clothes... are just a few autumn outfits mixed together.

Even if you go out on an adventure, you'll soon be so cold that you'll find it difficult to move.

"..."

Everyone fell into silence again.

Bill smoked silently, occasionally coughing violently.

Seeing the gazes directed at him by the three young men, he understood that they had long regarded him as their pillar of support.

For old Bill, who had no one to rely on and had lived a lonely life, after going through thick and thin together, he had long regarded the three men as his own children.

He would rather die himself than let the three of them die.

"Then contact them, but we must test the waters first. If we encounter thugs, we should kill them."

Chapter 32 The terror of gun-fu, the shock of the doomsday quartet!

In the apocalypse, humanity becomes the most untrustworthy thing.

The four-person team witnessed many despicable things along the way that are difficult to describe in words.

Until safety is confirmed,

Naturally, it was impossible to easily trust Bai Yu and his group.

......

soon.

The school bus drove to the vicinity of the motel.

During the journey, Bai Yu re-established contact with Bill and his group several times to confirm their location.

Finally, we arrived here just as the sun was setting.

"They're right, the motel is indeed surrounded by zombies."

Gazing at the throng of corpses ahead, Hayato Hayama put down his binoculars and said to Yukino and the others, "The problem now is... how can we break through the encirclement and rescue them from the inn?"

"It seems you weren't lying..."

Sudden.

An unexpected, rough voice rang out from beside the bushes.

To the astonishment of Yukino and the others, Bill and his three companions emerged from the bushes, guns raised: "Hands behind your head, slowly crouch down... Sorry, we have to do this until we've confirmed it's safe."

“Hey, Louis, go count the number of people.” Francis gestured with his lip towards the young black man, holding a shotgun.

During the call, the two sides exchanged information.

Bill and his three companions already knew that the White Feather Squad had eight members.