Chapter 5

Peng! Wang Fusheng pulled the trigger twice in succession, and the two bullets hit the head of the already wounded zombie, causing its body to stagger and then fall to the ground with a thud. The points on Wang Fusheng's electronic device instantly jumped up by 10.

"It takes three shots to the head to kill it. Damn, really?" Wang Fusheng sighed in relief as the zombie finally fell, but he was also taken aback by what followed. The zombie he had killed directly exploded, releasing a magazine. Based on the sound of the magazine hitting the ground, Wang Fusheng was 200% sure that the magazine was full of bullets and could be used immediately. However, before he could feel any joy, a nearby zombie extended its rotten hand, picked up the magazine, and swallowed it, then continued to lunge at Wang Fusheng. Wang Fusheng couldn't help but curse.

"This is not how it's supposed to be." Facing the 11 strong zombies charging at him, Wang Fusheng roared in anger and then turned to run. There was one bullet left in his gun, and he had one more bullet on his body. With only two bullets against 11 strong zombies that each required three headshots to kill, running was the only option Wang Fusheng could think of.

While Wang Fusheng was resting, in the northern part of the War Ruins 01542, a fat man was running with sweat pouring down his face. Behind him, a giant zombie king, over three meters tall, was chasing him. A few strong zombies followed behind the zombie king. As the fat man tried to shake off the zombie king, the number of zombies chasing him kept increasing.

In a narrow alley, the fat man struggled with all his might to squeeze his body through. Although the alley had only half a wall on each side, the walls remained intact after the fat man squeezed through. However, when he narrowly avoided the zombie king's claws and tried to taunt it by wiggling his hips, the zombie king suddenly slammed its large hands against the walls on both sides. The walls instantly crumbled, and the zombie king charged forward without any obstacles. The fat man's entire body trembled, and he screamed as he turned and ran.

The fat man's eyes sparkled as he searched the surrounding buildings. Suddenly, a four-story dilapidated building appeared before him. His eyes lit up, and he instantly rushed in, then burst out through a narrow space at the back door.

The rapidly running zombie king's body got stuck in the doorway. The four-story dilapidated building trembled, and the fat man, who was about to catch his breath, suddenly felt his entire body tremble. His legs, as if powered by motors, quickly ran.

Boom! The entire ground shook, and the four-story dilapidated building collapsed instantly under the zombie king's struggle. The zombie king and the zombies following it were buried under the rubble. The fat man narrowly avoided a large rock that flew from the collapsing building.

"Phew... Damn, if you don't die like this, you must be a god." The fat man, drenched in sweat and covered in dust, plopped down on the ground. Seeing the points on his electronic device jump up, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

However, the fat man soon noticed something was amiss. The points on his electronic device only jumped a few times, like a few small cats, and did not increase significantly as they would if he had killed a zombie king.

"Could it be that killing a zombie king doesn't give any points, but there are some high-level materials on the zombie king that can be exchanged for points?" The fat man's face showed confusion, but then he thought of another possibility and stared blankly at the collapsed building.

The fat man felt that a large piece of concrete on the rubble seemed to move. Thinking he was seeing things, he rubbed his eyes and continued to look. The concrete moved again. The fat man's entire body trembled, and he became stiff with fear.

Bang! The large piece of concrete was suddenly thrown away by a powerful force. The zombie king, with dark brown skin, sat up from the rubble. Green, foul-smelling blood flowed from its body, mixing with the dust on the ground, looking like a green river. The zombie king's left arm seemed to be broken and twisted oddly.

The zombie king, after being thrown up, shook its head, seemingly dazed. Green blood splattered everywhere as it shook its head, and a piece of flesh hanging from its eye socket was flung out, landing next to the fat man. Seeing the green, foul-smelling eye, the fat man's entire body trembled.

The zombie king, after shaking its head a few times, seemed to regain some clarity and tried to stand up from the rubble. However, it sensed something living nearby. Despite having no eyes, it somehow looked in the fat man's direction and seemed to see something. The zombie king, recognizing the fat man as the one who had caused it to be in this state, let out a roar like a wild beast.

"My God, you really are a god." The fat man, who had been stiff with fear, was jolted awake by the zombie king's roar. His fat body jumped up, and he turned and ran, starting a new chase.

As the fat man began his new round of being chased, Wang Fusheng, who had shaken off the 11 zombies, wore a smile like a weasel who had stolen a chicken. He carried a large gas canister on his left shoulder and two smaller ones in his right hand, heading to an open area. From the terrain, it seemed to have been a small square before.

Wang Fusheng placed the gas canisters in the center of the small square and gathered a lot of broken glass and sharp metal pieces to cover the three gas canisters. He then checked everything and looked at two large cement barriers about a meter high, nodding in satisfaction.

"I'll see you dead this time." Wang Fusheng spat at his creation and said fiercely. After running for a while and shaking off the zombies, Wang Fusheng went back to get water and food, but the 11 zombies he had shaken off had surrounded the water and food, and there were now over 20 more ordinary zombies with them, almost making Wang Fusheng curse.

However, everything was in the past. Looking at his creation, Wang Fusheng seemed to imagine an exciting scene, and his eyes narrowed with a smile. After checking again and finding no issues, Wang Fusheng walked to where the water and food had been dropped.

Soon, Wang Fusheng ran out of an alley, which was directly opposite the cement barriers on the other side of the small square. After running out of the alley, he suddenly accelerated. When he had run about 20 to 30 meters, a group of zombies, led by the 11 strong zombies, charged out of the alley and pursued him.

Breathing heavily, Wang Fusheng, who had not had water or food for hours and had been engaged in intense physical activity, felt his legs start to weaken. However, as he ran to the cement barriers, he took deep breaths to calm his racing heart. He kept his eyes on the zombies coming out of the alley, which were about 20 meters away from the gas canisters.

Peng! When the 11 strong zombies were less than a meter away from the gas canisters, Wang Fusheng instantly raised his gun and pulled the trigger. He then quickly crouched down and hid behind the cement barrier.

Boom! A massive explosion echoed, and the ground shook. Some dilapidated buildings began to sway, and the glass in the windows shattered and fell to the ground. Wang Fusheng hugged his head, burying it between his legs, trying to minimize his body's exposure.

In the next moment, Wang Fusheng felt some objects flying past and hitting the cement barrier, some breaking and others embedding into it. A powerful shockwave from the explosion followed.

Bang! Wang Fusheng felt the cement barrier he was leaning against being hit by something large, causing the entire barrier to vibrate. Based on the sound of the impact, Wang Fusheng's face showed confusion. He didn't understand where this large object came from, as he hadn't placed anything that big near the gas canisters. However, the confusion quickly turned to shock as he realized something.