Chapter 10

A 200-kilogram fat man was flung away like a chick, causing Wang Fusheng's pupils to constrict. His body rapidly retreated to create distance from the zombie king. The pistol that was originally tucked in his waist instantly appeared in Wang Fusheng's hand.

However, the speed of the zombie king exceeded Wang Fusheng's imagination. The zombie king seemed to sense the threat posed by the pistol in Wang Fusheng's hand. As Wang Fusheng raised his hand to prepare to shoot, the zombie king slapped the pistol out of his hand, and it landed next to the fat man who had been flung away and was unconscious. Wang Fusheng's face changed, and he reached for the backpack on his back. But this action was also seen through by the zombie king.

Rip! The zombie king extended a large hand, grabbed the strap of Wang Fusheng's backpack, and pulled it off his body, throwing it far away. The zombie king took a sudden step forward, and his body appeared directly in front of Wang Fusheng, who stumbled due to the zombie king's tug. The zombie king's claw, which glowed with a dark green light, struck directly at Wang Fusheng's head.

Boom! Wang Fusheng, who was trying to maintain his balance, suddenly lowered his head. The zombie king's claw grazed over Wang Fusheng's scalp, taking a few strands of hair with it, and struck the wall. The concrete wall was directly shattered by the zombie king's strike.

Bending his body, Wang Fusheng's back arched like a bow and quickly snapped open. His body leaped high, and he delivered a side kick to the zombie king's temple.

Thud! The expected result of Wang Fusheng's kick, which should have slammed the zombie king's head into the wall, did not occur. The zombie king's head only tilted slightly.

Pfft! A stream of green, viscous liquid shot out from the zombie king's empty eye socket and hit the wall. The zombie king, who had just struck the wall and was about to continue his attack, paused for a moment.

Roar! The zombie king, whose head had been kicked by Wang Fusheng, paused for only a fraction of a second before letting out an angry roar. The zombie king, whose hand had just shattered the wall, swung his arm, and the entire wall instantly shattered. A concrete block the size of a washbasin directly hit Wang Fusheng's chest, who was still in the air.

Pfft! A stream of blood spurted from Wang Fusheng's mouth, directly spraying onto the face of the zombie king in front of him. Wang Fusheng's body was knocked flying backward. Feeling the blood on his face, the zombie king extended a black, moldy tongue and licked it, roaring excitedly as he charged toward Wang Fusheng, who was flying backward.

The zombie king's speed was very fast. Wang Fusheng had just landed, and his body was still sliding backward due to inertia. The zombie king, like a cat catching a chick, grabbed Wang Fusheng by the neck and lifted him up.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Wang Fusheng's hands grabbed the zombie king's wrists, trying to pull the hand that was gripping his neck away. His feet kicked the zombie king's armpits continuously. This was one of the weak points of the human body and, naturally, also a weak point of the zombie king.

If someone else had grabbed Wang Fusheng like this, Wang Fusheng was confident that he could dislocate their shoulder with one kick. However, Wang Fusheng used all his strength and kicked rapidly at least ten times. The zombie king's hand, which was gripping Wang Fusheng's neck and lifting him, only shook a few times but did not loosen its grip; instead, it tightened even more.

Thud! Wang Fusheng used his last bit of strength to kick the zombie king's armpit one last time, but it was in vain. The continuous full-effort actions made Wang Fusheng need more oxygen to replenish his consumption. But with his neck tightly gripped by the zombie king, Wang Fusheng could not breathe at all.

Wang Fusheng's face turned purplish due to the lack of blood circulation. His dangling legs began to kick unconsciously, and the hands that were grabbing the zombie king's wrists gradually lost their strength. Due to severe oxygen deprivation, Wang Fusheng's head began to become muddled.

With his muddled mind, Wang Fusheng's body instinctively generated a strong desire to survive. At this moment, Wang Fusheng forgot that this was a game and that he could resurrect after death. Wang Fusheng only thought about how to survive. The strong desire to survive instantly activated something in Wang Fusheng's body, which was in a semi-comatose state due to severe oxygen deprivation. Wang Fusheng's cells instantly completed a split that was dozens of times higher than his normal state.

A power that should not belong to a normal human began to flow through Wang Fusheng's body. The eyes that had bulged out due to suffocation suddenly returned to Wang Fusheng's eye sockets. The bloodshot eyes, which had been filled with blood due to the head congestion, instantly became calm and deep.

At this moment, Wang Fusheng's heartbeat and pulse were less than one-tenth of a normal person's, but his nerve excitement was dozens of times higher than a normal person's. The rapid cell division did not make Wang Fusheng's body bloated but made it more agile. If Wang Fusheng had looked at the electronic device on his wrist, he would have been shocked. The basic attributes on the electronic device were ten times higher than when he was at his peak. At this moment, Wang Fusheng was undoubtedly a human monster.

Thud! Wang Fusheng's dangling legs kicked the zombie king's armpit again. The hand that had been gripping Wang Fusheng's neck like a vise suddenly tightened, making Wang Fusheng's neck "shrink" a bit. Then, the zombie king's hand loosened weakly, and a hint of pain flashed across the zombie king's face.

The zombie king's body leaned back slightly. As his body swayed, he lifted his right foot to kick Wang Fusheng. However, the zombie king's speed was not slow, and Wang Fusheng's speed was very fast. As soon as the zombie king lifted his right foot, Wang Fusheng kicked the zombie king's ankle.

Thud! A sound like two cars colliding head-on echoed. A惨叫 from the zombie king's mouth. Due to the immense force of Wang Fusheng's kick, the zombie king's right foot was kicked backward, and his body lost balance, kneeling to the ground.

Wang Fusheng's body did a backflip, and the tip of his right foot, wearing a military boot, struck the zombie king's chin. The zombie king's惨叫 abruptly stopped, and a sound of bone cracking came from his chin. The zombie king's chin deformed, and his entire face became twisted.

Boom! The zombie king, who was about to kneel to the ground, was flung backward due to Wang Fusheng's kick. His body hit the wall at the end of the corridor, instantly creating a large hole. Half of the zombie king's body was stuck in the wall, and the other half remained on this side.

Swish! Wang Fusheng's body disappeared from the spot and reappeared in front of the zombie king, who was struggling to free himself from the wall. A kick to the chest, and the zombie king's body, which was stuck in the wall, instantly broke free and was flung backward again, with a sound of bone cracking and a large indentation in his chest.

The zombie king, who had been flung more than ten meters and landed in the courtyard, was convulsing rapidly, and green blood was continuously spewing from his mouth. In general, a zombie's body did not have anything important, but the zombie king was different. The zombie king had a powerful heart, which was the source of his strength.

Therefore, the zombie king could see his target even without eyes. Even if his bones were broken, his strong regenerative ability allowed his deformed arm to still function. All of this was due to the powerful heart supporting him, and Wang Fusheng's kick undoubtedly caused severe damage to the zombie king's heart.

Under normal circumstances, the zombie king's heart would not be hit by brute force, and even if it were hit, it would not be damaged. After all, no matter how strong a person was, it was impossible to severely injure the zombie king's heart, which was protected by strong muscles and ribs, with physical strength alone. However, Wang Fusheng, who had undergone cell division, was not an ordinary person, and thus, an ordinary situation did not apply.

Wang Fusheng walked from the wall with a large hole to the courtyard and approached the zombie king, who was lying on the ground and convulsing. His deep, calm eyes showed no human emotion, but a cold smile began to spread at the corners of his mouth.

Crack! Wang Fusheng lifted his foot and stepped on the zombie king's neck, then ground it a few times. The zombie king's convulsing body stopped after a few more convulsions, and the surroundings instantly became silent.

"Mutant... No, it's impossible. You were normal just now, and you didn't seem like a mutant. You are a mutant in reality, but the technology of mutation is still a secret research in various countries. How... How can you be a mutant?"

The fat man, who had been knocked unconscious by the zombie king and had woken up at some point, looked at Wang Fusheng with shock, his teeth chattering, and his hands trembling.

"You seem to know quite a lot, don't you?" Wang Fusheng looked at the fat man, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Before... Before, I mentioned that I had lost weight, right? I originally wanted to see if there were any good body-strengthening techniques in the military, so I hacked into the military system. As a result... I found out about the existence of mutants." The fat man swallowed, his hand holding the gun trembling.

"Have you done a lot of illegal things outside?" A hint of interest flashed in Wang Fusheng's eyes as he looked at the fat man with a half-smile.

"What do you mean by a lot? It's a lot. For example, the sex scandal of the president of X country, the new M solar light stripping technology... In short, I know everything." Seeing Wang Fusheng's expression, the fat man seemed to grasp something and began to reveal all the bad things he had done. The fat man was a smart person, and this time he had discovered Wang Fusheng's biggest secret. If he didn't give Wang Fusheng more leverage, he would only have a dead end.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten that this was a game. Or perhaps they saw what they needed in each other. They wanted to use this method to establish a foundation for mutual cooperation.

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