"Is this... this the power of a god..."
Zou Keke's voice was a mixture of fear and excitement.
The ability to precisely kill zombies while leaving the city intact far surpassed the limits of human technology!
Furthermore, with a mere snap of Zhang Chen's fingers, the killing radius covered almost the entire city.
Was the power of one snap of fingers equivalent to a nuclear bomb?!
This could truly only be achieved by a god!
If Zhang Chen wished, he could even end the apocalypse at any moment!
Zhang Chen felt Zou Keke trembling in his arms and thought she was afraid of heights.
He slowly landed at the main entrance of the stadium.
At this moment, the fog here was slowly dissipating, revealing piles of minced meat and sticky, shapeless masses all over the ground.
At the main entrance, chairs were placed diagonally, their legs sharpened into barriers. Most of the chairs were torn apart, with wood chips scattered everywhere.
The chairs that were still standing were stained red, with shreds of meat hanging from some of them.
In the face of such a dense zombie horde, these barriers were almost useless.
The glass doors of the stadium were shattered, and several zombie corpses lay inside.
Those killed by Zhang Chen had vaporized; these must have been killed by survivors.
Entering the lobby, there were more zombie corpses.
The floor tiles were stained with blood, their original color obscured.
"This is bad, the entrance has been breached!"
Zou Keke's face turned ashen, and she rushed into the corridor.
Familiar with the stadium's layout, the two climbed over a tall pile of zombie corpses and reached the grass in the center of the stadium.
The grass was sparsely littered with zombie corpses, as well as broken rifles, pistols, and scattered bullet casings.
It seemed the survivors had made their last stand at the entrance.
But the sheer number of zombies was overwhelming. Even with guns, it was difficult for every bullet to hit a zombie's head, and the shooting speed had to be faster than the zombies' advance...
This was too difficult for ordinary survivors.
"It's over... I'm too late... the camp has fallen..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... it's all my fault..."
Zou Keke looked at the scene before her, her face pale as she knelt on the ground.
Zhang Chen walked past her.
Although he had killed an uncountable number of zombies,
He was still shocked by the scene before him!
He now understood what "blood flowing like a river" meant. The originally green field was tattered with mats and ruined tents.
They, along with the green grass, were all stained with dried blood, and the air was filled with a pungent stench.
The drainage pipes by the track were clogged with sticky organs, and blood had formed small puddles around them.
This must have been where many survivors rested, but now it had become a human slaughterhouse.
"It seems... there are still survivors!"
Zhang Chen activated his Absolute Vision and slowly scanned the entire stadium.
He detected faint biological energy in the VIP spectator stands.
This person had two energies within them: one human, and the other the zombie virus.
This indicated they had been infected.
However, the zombie virus in this world was different from the one in the main world.
In the latter, infection quickly led to zombification. But in this world, perhaps due to the significantly weakened power of the zombie virus, even an infected person wouldn't immediately turn into a zombie.
"What? There are survivors?"
Zou Keke said with tear-filled eyes, a flicker of hope igniting in her previously despairing gaze.
"Yes, in the VIP spectator stands. I'll take you there!"
Zhang Chen said, wrapping his arm around Zou Keke's waist and flying directly to the VIP spectator stands above the bleachers.
He smashed through the glass and jumped in.
"Who?"
A man sat in the corner, his arms and thighs covered in zombie bite marks.
He held a pistol, nervously staring at Zhang Chen.
"To not have corpse- biến after all this, the zombie virus in this world is indeed a bit too weak!"
Zhang Chen shook his head helplessly, took an empty glass from the wine cabinet, added a piece of ice, and poured in some foreign liquor.
He then sat on the sofa, rested his feet on the coffee table, and began to pour himself a drink.
"It's me, Zou Keke! I've returned from the divine realm, and this is the god I brought back!"
"We are saved... but it seems... I returned too late!"
Zou Keke said with a pained expression.
The entire camp originally had over thirty thousand survivors, including Zou Keke's family.
Now... she was all alone.
"What? You brought back what? A god?"
When the man heard the word "god," his calmed emotions instantly became agitated again.
"It's all these monsters! They killed Lily, they killed Agui, they're not human, they're beasts!"
The man excitedly fired several shots at Zhang Chen.
Zou Keke cried out in alarm and rushed to stop him.
However, the gun was aimed directly at Zhang Chen's temple, and the distance between them was less than five meters.
At this range, as long as the direction was roughly correct, he would hit even with his eyes closed.
Yet, these bullets seemed to fear Zhang Chen, abruptly changing direction as they approached him and flying off in other directions.
Bang bang bang bang!
All four bullets were deflected.
Such a weak attack couldn't even breach Zhang Chen's energy shield in his normal state.
Click click...
At this point, the pistol was out of ammunition.
"Are you insane? How dare you disrespect a god?"
"With a single snap of his fingers, he eliminated all the zombies in the city. Killing you is easier than killing an ant!"
Zou Keke snatched the pistol and reprimanded him nervously.
"Hahaha, hahahaha!"
"My family, my friends, they're all dead. I have nothing left!"
"Soon, I'll turn into a zombie too. Am I still afraid of death?"
"These gods are not gods at all, they are devils!"
The man exerted all his strength and laughed loudly.
"You... this..."
Zou Keke was stunned for a moment, unsure what to say.
She could empathize with the man's current feelings, yet she also knew Zhang Chen's power.
As she was struggling with her thoughts, Zhang Chen's heart stirred, and he quickly asked:
"You say gods are devils? What did he do?"
"Did someone... or rather, a god, come here before me?"
The man, holding a death wish, glared fiercely at Zhang Chen and said:
"Stop pretending. You all came from the divine realm. How could you not know or understand each other?"
"Fine, since you insist on acting, I'll expose you!"
"We could have held out at the camp, but Xu Feng returned and brought a god from the divine realm!"
"No... a demon, a devil. You didn't open the gates of the divine realm, but the gates of hell!"