Xiao Guanghan was utterly shocked by the scene before him.
If Zhang Wenwen had contacted Zhang Chen through the control panel, there would have been a period of stunned silence.
However, she had been chatting with him the entire time, her gaze fixed on the Wailing Ones.
This indicated she hadn't contacted Zhang Chen.
And yet, this Wailing One had just inexplicably died?
If everything that had happened before – including changing the weather, blowing up the fishing boats, the annihilation of the spider army, and the supposed divine punishment of initiating the corpse tide – was considered coincidental,
Then was the sudden death of this Wailing One also a coincidence?
So many coincidental events all happening to Zhang Wenwen alone?
It was preposterous to the extreme.
It was like a person in peacetime winning the lottery five times in a row, only to hit the jackpot every single time – that preposterous!
"You see, I told you, the will of God is not something us mortals can fathom. All we need to do is believe in God!"
Zhang Wenwen smiled faintly.
It was as if everything was proceeding as expected.
Her demeanor was far less flustered than Xiao Guanghan's.
"But… what about those guys?"
Xiao Guanghan pointed to the infected in the distance and whispered.
Thousands of high-level infected, no longer under the control of the Cleaners,
Had once again reverted to a wandering state.
Under normal circumstances, a corpse tide in this state wouldn't be terrifying.
However, they had killed thousands of survivors, and their numbers had greatly swelled.
Moreover, many of them were puppets controlled by parasitic spines.
These puppets were also troublesome, maintaining the combat power of survivors in life and capable of unleashing skills, although they lacked intelligence and fought chaotically. Sometimes they would inexplicably throw out a skill, and other times, when a skill was needed, they would just charge headfirst…
But overall, their threat level was much higher than that of the Crawlers.
While a corpse tide controlled by a Wailing One, with its ability to consciously attack survivors, was indeed difficult to deal with,
A corpse tide without control, considering its current numbers, was still a formidable opponent.
"God will have His will. We just need to wait and see!"
Zhang Wenwen said with a relaxed expression.
"Roar~"
As soon as she finished speaking,
Suddenly, a behemoth spotted the True God Cult members by the city wall, letting out a furious roar.
It then charged forward with large strides, full of menace.
Influenced by it, several other high-level infected also noticed this area.
In an instant, over a hundred high-level infected surged forward, making strange noises, from the ground, the rooftops, crawling up walls, and rushing over!
"This… this… should we enter combat mode, or immediately retreat from the city!"
Xiao Guanghan anxiously suggested.
But Zhang Wenwen and the others stood their ground, leaving him no room to escape alone.
He could only watch Zhang Wenwen, feeling helpless.
"Professor Xiao, it seems you still don't understand the True God enough. You've traveled with him all this way, yet you're not as devout as I am, who has only met the True God once!
It seems there's a reason the True God didn't choose you!"
Zhang Wenwen said calmly.
As the corpse tide was about to reach them,
Zhang Wenwen still had the leisure to chat!
"Swish~"
A Wailing One rushed under a large rock and suddenly vanished.
The next second, it appeared directly behind Zhang Wenwen.
Its long claws were raised high, ready to strike down at Zhang Wenwen's head!
"Ah~"
Xiao Guanghan cried out in terror.
Seeing Zhang Wenwen about to be torn to shreds,
Suddenly, all the infected froze as if petrified.
They stopped in their tracks, maintaining their current postures.
The Wailing One's claws had already severed several of her hairs, and were just about to reach her scalp.
Then, these infected retracted their attack stances, slowly returned to the street, and deliberately moved into the shops on either side.
They cleared a wide passage in the middle.
Following this, Zhang Chen was seen slowly approaching, carrying Xiaobai and riding a giant wolf.
An aura of imposing authority instantly permeated the air, like a king descending to the mortal realm.
With every step the giant wolf took, it exuded a soul-stirring dominance!
Behind the giant wolf, one hundred Cleaners with identical appearances, clad in nano-armor, followed with neat and resolute steps.
"This…"
Although Xiao Guanghan knew that all of this was certainly related to Zhang Chen triggering some new opportunity,
The scene before him and the extreme shock he felt forced him to kneel on the ground along with Zhang Wenwen and the others.
Reason was being slowly eroded by fanaticism…
"These are the keys to some of the buildings in this city. Try them out yourselves!"
Zhang Chen said, throwing down the more than one hundred keys he had obtained from this city.
A week had passed since the new phase of the apocalypse began. Zhang Chen was pressed for time. He needed to find Xu Ruina as soon as possible, find the natives, and clarify the truth of his transmigration.
If he waited until the next suppression was lifted, moving around freely would likely be hundreds of times more difficult than it was now.
Not to mention, terrifying monsters like Royd represented the monsters that would appear in the next phase.
The mutated deep-sea lacerator of V-grade was already troublesome enough for Zhang Chen. Who knew how monstrous the other VII-grade monsters would be?
Zhang Chen didn't have time to search the resources in these buildings one by one, so it was better to do a favor for Zhang Wenwen and the others.
Besides, the True God Cult were all his loyal fans. It was only right to treat his own people well.
"Thank you for the blessing of the True God!"
Zhang Wenwen kowtowed piously several times.
The other cult members followed suit.
Zhang Chen looked at these True God Cult followers and felt a sudden impulse.
He conveyed instructions to the clone army behind him through his thoughts:
"Find survivor targets at will and shapeshift into their appearances!"
It was too conspicuous to walk around with one hundred identical clones.
And more importantly, Zhang Chen couldn't distinguish them from each other.
It was like having a hundred identical triplets by his side, all dressed the same and telepathically linked.
It was too troublesome to manage them, at least making them somewhat recognizable.
Moreover, they all looked so much like Xu Ruina, which felt a bit awkward.
Upon receiving the instructions, the hundred clones immediately split up and walked towards the crowd.
These believers became even more convinced that Zhang Chen was a god, seeing him control the corpse tide and having a hundred identical servants.
Some superstitious elderly people, combining the legend of Nuwa molding humans from clay, even deified Zhang Chen as the creator of humanity.
Otherwise, how could he create one hundred identical people?
And how could these people change their appearances?
In a short while, the hundred people returned to the formation.
Now, they appeared as men and women, old and young.
Not only their appearances but also their builds and demeanors had all become remarkably lifelike.
However…
Zhang Chen looked back at the group of clones.
They had chosen to shapeshift into the appearances of some low-level believers, making them look like a group of refugees fleeing famine…