There were simply too many zombies.
As time went by, more and more dark shadows with twisted bodies were staggering towards the warehouse.
Looking through the thick fog, Ryan looked at the ugly figures in front of him, his heart beating very fast.
It now seemed that the number of zombies targeting the gathering point was far more than a hundred. If this continued, even if two more primary deviants come, they would die of exhaustion in the ongoing battle.
Wallace also thought of this, his heart trembled violently, and he looked at Ryan and said, "We can't wait any longer. These ordinary zombies should have been drawn by the second-level zombie. Over time, the entire factory area would be occupied by zombies. By then, even those with special abilities would be unable to escape."
Although Wallace has a very bad temper and arrogant personality, he was not so stupid. He knew very well that in this environment, their only way out was to defeat the level two zombie.
Otherwise, once the people inside who were used to attracting firepower were eliminated, the remaining zombies would target Wallace as soon as possible. Facing a zombie tide of more than three digits in numbers, even if he was a deviant, there would be no possibility of survival.
Ryan retracted his gaze and nodded expressionlessly, "You are right. The place with the deepest fog should be the hiding place of the level two zombie. Let's set off immediately."
After he finished speaking, Ryan said nothing more. He carefully avoided the tide of corpses and did not forget to find a lot of mud on the ground and began to smear it on his body, face and head.
The smell of the silt was not pleasant, but it could effectively isolate the human smell emanating from his body, so that the zombies would not notice him.
After three months of observation, Ryan also summed up a set of experience in dealing with zombies. These ugly and dirty monsters actually did not have much vision and usually rely on their sense of smell to lock on to their hunting targets.
Once the body was covered up, the zombies' noses would stop working.
"Hmmm, you are quite smart!" Looking at Ryan's actions, Wallace was a little surprised for a moment, then he squatted down and followed him to do the same.
Even Yasmin, who always loved cleanliness and always regarded herself as a model, could only pinch her nose and follow suit.
Afterwards, the three of them crawled on the grass and moved closer and closer to the depths of the fog.
At this time, Ryan had become a genuine deviant with a strong ability to adapt to the environment, including a greatly improved night vision. Although the fog was thick where the tide of zombies gathered, he still relied on his superhuman eyesight to easily find the zombie leader.
Soon, he clearly saw a huge zombie appearing in the direction of the open-air parking lot not far from the warehouse.
Unlike the ordinary zombies in his memory, the zombie in front of him was simply an enhanced version of a "Brood Corpse". His height was almost two meters. His skin and flesh were not as shriveled as other zombies. Instead, they are bulging with muscles like granite.
In addition, this guy's body was light yellow, and under his muscular body, dark red veins and blood vessels were constantly wriggling. On his bald scalp, there were countless blood vessels spreading. His pair of dark red eyeballs were full of extremely dangerous and murderous energy.
"Is this the level 2 zombie? We finally found it!"
Looking at the tall and deadly giant zombie standing in the middle of the open-air parking lot, Ryan's eyes burned with anxiety and his heartbeat accelerated in a short period of time.
As long as he successfully killed the zombie leader, he could complete the system's trial requirements and become stronger.
[Target in sight. Brood Corpse: Level two zombie leader]
At the same time, the evolution system also issued a beeping reminder sound inside the body, confirming that Ryan had locked onto the target.
However, even though he had locked onto the target, Ryan did not dare to act rashly at this moment. He still lay motionless on the grass, silently staring at the dark yellow figure, with deep fear in his eyes.
There was no doubt that the combat capability of an evolved zombie far exceeded that of its ordinary counterparts. Its huge size and muscles covering its entire body were enough to prove the point.
Correspondingly, although Ryan became a deviant, he was only a one-star fighter among the primary deviants. Looking at the entire deviant team, he could only be regarded as the lowest-end existence, worse than Wallace.
A direct confrontation would be tantamount to seeking death. He must find a way to let Wallace take the initiative to attack on his behalf. Thinking this in his heart, Ryan slitted his eyes silently, and then looked at Wallace calmly.
At this time, Wallace was just like Ryan, laying there motionless, feeling the same inner conflict.
He evolved earlier than Ryan and his strength was not weak in any way, but that was only relative.
Facing such a terrifying monster, Wallace would also feel afraid, but he was too concerned about his reputation, so he chose to hold on.
After catching Ryan's gaze, Wallace twitched his mouth slightly and coughed softly, "This thing's energy is much stronger than mine. The chances of winning in a head-on fight are too slim. We must think of other ways."
"What do you have in my mind?" Ryan deliberately asked, "The people inside can't hold on much longer. Nit counting their leader, once those ordinary zombies are free, they'll be enough to kill us all."
"You're right." Wallace nodded and said, "The only way now is for someone brave enough to attract the zombie leader's attention. After its attention is diverted, I will attack it from behind."
Ryan had expected this to happen, and immediately pointed at himself, "You mean me, isn't it?"
"If you don't want to, then we can only send Yasmin, but do we want her to stand up for us?"
After saying that, Wallace deliberately shifted his gaze and glanced towards Yasmin. He was reluctant to let Yasmin attract the attention of the zombie leader. After all, he had been pursuing Yasmin for so long and had not been able to succeed. He deliberately said this in front of Ryan just to stimulate his desire to protect others.
Sure enough, after hearing these words, Ryan shook his head as if stimulated and said, "Okay, fine. I'll be the bait, and the rest is up to you."
As Ryan spoke, he looked deeply at Yasmin.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed across her face. She looked at Wallace again, but didn't know what to say.
She had been hesitating before, wondering whether she should tell others that Ryan had become a superpower, but the situation was too dangerous. Yasmin couldn't find a chance to communicate with Wallace, so she was always hesitant.
Ryan could naturally understand her thoughts and did not give Yasmin a chance to express her opinion. After deciding on the action, he stood up and ran towards the open-air parking lot without looking back.
As soon as he left, Wallace couldn't help but sneer and said, "What a fool! Since you want to be a hero, I'll help you be one."
"Maybe, he has other plans..." Yasmin bit her lips lightly and replied in a low voice.
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