"Die!"
The Japanese leader swung his wooden sword downwards with renewed force.
This time, Lin Qingsong did not dodge. Instead, he raised his right hand and firmly gripped the wooden sword.
The Japanese leader felt as if a thousand pounds of weight had been placed on the wooden sword. No matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't move it an inch.
"How is this possible?! What rank are you?"
The Japanese leader asked in panic.
"Me? I am the rank you cannot surpass!"
With a sudden surge of strength, Lin Qingsong snatched the wooden sword away. He then swiftly moved, pinning the Japanese leader against the wall, and pressed a fruit knife against his throat, asking, "How many people do you have, and where is your camp?"
"If... if I tell you... can you let me go?" the Japanese leader asked nervously.
"Of course. I'm just afraid of your retaliation and need to understand your background!"
"I will leave here far away and avoid conflict with you. Likewise, if one day I am captured by you, I hope you will let me off the hook!"
Lin Qingsong said with sincerity.
"Really?"
The Japanese leader asked, half-believing.
"Of course it's true. You also know that survival in this world is not easy. I just wanted to stick together for warmth, but you wanted to kill me!"
"I didn't want to kill those two. You showed me malice, and I had no choice but to act in self-defense."
As he said the latter part, Lin Qingsong even shed a few tears, his hand holding the fruit knife trembling.
He seemed full of regret and fear.
"In that case, let me take you back to my camp. We'll just say those two were eaten by zombies!"
"Let's team up and survive together. Are you satisfied now!"
The Japanese leader's eyes darted around as he suggested with a wry smile.
He couldn't tell if Lin Qingsong was telling the truth or lying, but he could take advantage of the situation.
Didn't you say you wanted to go to the camp?!
Perfect, once we get to the camp, a group of us against you, won't we be able to kill you?!
"Really? Thank you so much! But... I hope you don't play any tricks on the way!"
Lin Qingsong said, dipping the fruit knife into the blood of the escaping man and pressing it against the Japanese leader's waist.
"Hiss... It hurts... Kenjiro, gently, gently..."
The Japanese leader winced in pain.
The two walked, one after the other, down the alley to the entrance of a love hotel.
Two Japanese men with spiky hair stood guard inside the door. Through the glass, a couple could be seen flirting on the lobby sofa.
"Th-this... this is it... Now... you... can take the knife away!"
The Japanese leader's face was pale, and he was covered in sweat.
He didn't know why, but as they walked, his body had become weaker and weaker.
Fortunately, he had finally reached his camp.
Here, Lin Qingsong would not be able to act presumptuously.
As long as he revealed Lin Qingsong's entire situation, with so many people in the camp, one stab each would turn Lin Qingsong into minced meat.
"Of course. I don't need you anymore. I can handle it myself!"
Lin Qingsong said, supporting the weak Japanese leader. Stumbling to the hotel entrance, he spoke in Japanese, "Open the door, open the door quickly!"
The guards at the door, seeing their leader return, quickly opened the door and ushered them in.
"What happened? Why is Big Brother so weak?"
A guard asked Lin Qingsong.
"I met him on the road. He was already like this when I met him, and he asked me to bring him back to the camp, so I came!"
"Now that the mission is complete, I can leave. Take good care of him!"
Lin Qingsong's ability to lie was superb. If the Japanese leader hadn't experienced it firsthand, he would have believed him.
"He! He!"
The Japanese leader raised his weak hand and pointed forcefully at Lin Qingsong. Suddenly, his leg twitched.
It turned out that before escorting the Japanese leader back, Lin Qingsong had cut his skin with the fruit knife.
The fruit knife was stained with the blood of the man about to turn into a zombie, which was equivalent to zombie blood.
Since that man had run out of the hotel and reached this place, it was just time for him to turn.
Therefore, by extension, if the Japanese leader was infected from the place where the man died, then by the time he reached the hotel, he would also turn.
This was Lin Qingsong's true plan, and he was not afraid of the Japanese leader betraying him here.
Because zombies cannot speak.
"No, no, I said before that I was helping out of righteousness and didn't want to join your camp. As for replacing you as leader, that's even more impossible, so don't say any more!"
Lin Qingsong grabbed the Japanese leader's hand tightly, speaking with agitated emotion.
He gave the other party no chance to explain.
"You... you guy..."
Before the Japanese leader could finish speaking, his body suddenly convulsed violently, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.
"Ah!"
Seeing that the Japanese leader was about to turn, everyone around them dodged in fear.
The Japanese leader and the two men who had just rushed out were originally the strongest in the camp.
With three people lost at once, the remaining dozen or so were at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"He's about to turn. He's your leader, you do it!"
Lin Qingsong stood to the side with his hands down, saying.
He was not afraid of ordinary zombies, after all, he was already a Physique awakened user, and his strength easily overwhelmed them.
Moreover, even with minor scratches, he could heal and become immune to viruses.
So Lin Qingsong stood by, head bowed, looking with amusement at the Japanese leader about to turn.
"You... you go first!"
The guard at the door said nervously.
"Alas, fine then!"
Lin Qingsong sighed helplessly, then pulled out a fire axe and ruthlessly split the Japanese leader's head open, then reluctantly collected his corpse.
"You guys decide your camp's affairs yourselves. Report your strengths, and then choose the strongest to be the camp leader!"
The people present looked at each other, all their gazes turning to the man flirting with the girl on the sofa.
"Then it has to be Kenta. He's exceptionally strong, and most of the rest of us are strong."
The guard said.
On the third day of the apocalypse, it was indeed not easy to find a survivor at the peak of physique and three exceptionally strong survivors in the same team.
However... they were still too weak for Lin Qingsong.
Before, when he didn't know the other party's background, Lin Qingsong had to pretend. Now that he was sure the other party was no match for him at all, why should he still act?!
"Alas, since that's the case, I won't pretend anymore!"
"Today, those who are willing to offer themselves can stay, and the rest can rest in peace!"
Lin Qingsong smiled wickedly, and a chill instantly spread across everyone's backs...