Chapter 119: Delivering a Plane?
Huayibai… Sister… Building-Tree Guardian… A4… Mask…
After considering her options, Lin Jiayao summoned the thirty-meter-tall fifth zombie in the virtual Training Grounds.
Although she couldn’t bring it over, she could use it, another B-rank, to test Wu Hejun’s abilities.
She needed to understand Wu Hejun’s full capabilities before formulating a strategy.
After three hours of simulations, her mental strength had recovered considerably.
She planned to end the simulation in the fourth hour, collect the loot from the Zombie Loot Box, and then log into either Mask or A4.
Assuming A4 had extracted and returned; 1200 kilometers was a long distance, even for a speeding zombie.
“Rumble—”
The Training Grounds’ scenery shifted, becoming Kun City, the broken building-trees and their interconnected vines, the desiccated corpses hanging from them.
Lin Jiayao, controlling the fifth zombie, looked down at the comparatively tiny Wu Hejun simulation.
Begin—
This time, she set her pain receptors to 100%; she needed a real fight to understand Wu Hejun’s abilities.
As the simulation began, Wu Hejun’s figure vanished in a flash of red lightning.
“Rumble—”
The sound of thunder echoed, but Lin Jiayao couldn’t pinpoint her location – she was too fast.
“Thump—”
The fifth zombie’s massive heart pulsed with a purple light, a loud buzzing sound.
“Boom—”
A wave of pressure erupted outwards, shattering the surrounding vines and trees, like an earthquake.
And Wu Hejun, caught in the pulse, her lightning-fast movements momentarily halted, coughed up blood.
Good, Crystal Resonance is effective against her high mobility.
Seeing her location, Lin Jiayao raised her right leg and stomped down.
Despite its massive size, the fifth zombie’s movements weren’t slow.
“Crash—”
The massive foot descended, a gust of wind as it stomped towards Wu Hejun, but just as it was about to connect, a burst of electrical energy erupted from Wu Hejun.
Concentric rings of blood-red electricity, a dense web, formed a protective shield, pushing back the massive foot.
“Zzzt—”
The electrical rings, like barbed wire, cut into the fifth zombie’s foot, drawing blood.
The blood instantly clotted, forming a new layer of rough skin, though less durable than the original.
That electric field… I’ve never seen that before…
If Wu Hejun had used this from the start, she wouldn’t have lasted ten seconds.
Too dense, impossible to dodge; her only options would have been to retreat or endure.
The fifth zombie, pushed back by the electrical field, stumbled, its vision a blur of red and white, the world consumed by lightning.
As the distance increased, the weakened electrical current could no longer penetrate its defenses, only leaving scorch marks on its skin.
When the lightning dissipated, Lin Jiayao saw Wu Hejun and froze.
A moss-covered, abandoned car was floating in front of Wu Hejun, and in front of the car, a series of dense electromagnetic rings.
This is…
“Buzzzzz—”
The moss and rust on the car vanished instantly, and the twisted metal, glowing red, shot towards her head.
“Boom—!”
Lin Jiayao’s right eye exploded, the projectile, a supercharged electromagnetic railgun, piercing her skull and exiting through the top of her head.
A single attack, and the fifth zombie, controlled by Lin Jiayao, had been… headshotted.
Purple blood and green brain matter splattered, then slowly solidified. Lin Jiayao felt a brief, sharp pain, and then the wound began to close.
The fifth zombie hadn’t died; even with its head pierced, it could still regenerate.
A true tank.
The surrounding building-trees and vines, ignited by the lightning, were now on fire, the once lush green landscape of the Kun City Training Grounds a blazing inferno.
These were just simulated trees, not the real thing; they didn’t retaliate.
After enduring another five minutes of attacks in this fiery hellscape, Lin Jiayao ended the simulation.
It was a stalemate. She couldn’t get close, and Wu Hejun couldn’t penetrate her defenses.
It would just be a long, drawn-out battle of attrition, and she didn’t have time for that.
More importantly, she had what she wanted: information about Wu Hejun’s abilities.
The Zombie Loot Box would be ready in a little over an hour. She would spend the remaining time in the Training Grounds.
Meanwhile, in Chongyu City, almost a thousand kilometers away, the Voodoo Cult was preparing for war.
After much effort, Wu Hejun had re-indoctrinated most of the Voodoo Cult, solidifying their loyalty.
Especially Anan, one of their three B-rank Awakened. Keeping him in line was crucial for maintaining order within the cult.
But now, after exhausting herself with that focused precognitive vision, Wu Hejun’s mental state, further influenced by the blood crystals, had deteriorated.
She sat amidst the ruins of her villa, her body convulsing.
As she twitched and shuddered, a female Voodoo Cult guard cautiously approached.
“Boss…” she whispered. The Boss’s body instantly stilled.
Although motionless, she knew the Boss had heard her.
Looking at the gruesome, unhealed wounds on her back, the blood crystal shards embedded in her flesh like jagged blades, the guard felt a chill.
Although the Boss’s moods were always unpredictable, she had never seemed so… alien.
Like a powerful, mindless zombie.
The guard swallowed nervously. “The… the planes from Donghai City and Guangdong Province have responded and are on their way back.”
These two “planes” were the Voodoo Cult’s last remaining large insect transports. Recalling them meant… this was serious.
“Where’s… Anan…?” Wu Hejun slowly turned her head.
Her bloodshot eyes and her mangled, blood-covered face made the guard stumble back in terror.
“I… I’ll… I’ll go get him, Boss!”
She scrambled away, leaving Wu Hejun alone in the ruins.
The red in her eyes faded slightly, a flicker of lucidity returning.
Suddenly, she began clawing at her face, as if it weren’t her own, tearing away skin and flesh.
“Jun!!! Get out of my head!!! You lunatic!!!”
“Junjun… don’t be influenced by the visions… you’ve absorbed too many blood crystals… you’ll become a zombie…”
“Shut up!!!”
She slammed her fist into the ground, her eyes blazing red again.
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” She punched herself repeatedly, spitting out blood and broken teeth.
“She has to die… she has to die… she has to die…”
One of her personalities, driven mad by the precognitive visions.
If not for the other two suppressing it, she would have lost all control, reduced to a mindless, blood crystal-driven monster, its only instinct to hunt.
Her body convulsed again, jolts of electricity running through her, as if several entities were battling for control.
Gradually, her struggles weakened. She slowly stood up, a grotesque smile on her mangled face.
“I win.”
“Boss?”
A man’s voice from behind her. She turned and saw a young man in a black baseball cap, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, staring at her in shock.
“Anan, you’re here.” Wu Hejun smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened, wiped the blood from her clothes, and then started rummaging through the debris. “Let me explain the plan. We’re going on a trip. Your ability will be crucial.”
Her tone was normal, even… gentle.
A disturbing contrast to her appearance.
“Are you… Sister He now…?” Anan asked cautiously, based on her demeanor.
He had been with the Boss for a long time and was familiar with her three personalities.
Her current tone suggested her calm, composed persona.
“Hmm? What do you mean ‘Sister He now’?” She pulled a tattered map from the debris and walked towards him. “Was I not Wu Hejun before?”
She handed him the map. “We’ll take this route, try to intercept the target before it reaches Kun City. If it enters Kun City, then we’ll need your ability… Bring enough blood crystals.”
So thoughtful, even reminding him to bring supplies… Was this really one of the Boss’s personalities?
The guard who had summoned him had been terrified, saying the Boss was insane, fighting herself…
Why wasn’t she seeing any of that?
Anan didn’t dare ask, taking the map. As he studied the route and the notes, he heard the Boss gasp.
“Huh? Why am I so injured?”
He looked up and saw the Boss holding a broken mirror, gently touching the wounds on her face.
Her delicate, almost feminine gesture made Anan’s eye twitch.
He’d never seen her like this before.
This is…
A new personality?
Had the self-harm triggered some sort of protective mechanism, creating a new personality to… protect herself?
“Anan, please get me a doctor. Thank you.”
Hearing the “thank you,” Anan shuddered, a wave of unease washing over him.
Holy shit! Definitely a new personality!
“I… I’ll go right away!”
He pocketed the map and hurried away.
After he was gone, Wu Hejun stretched her arms, taking a deep breath, as if savoring her freedom.
…
On the highway from Guangdong Province to Chongyu City, a ten-meter-long, dragonfly-like insect zombie, its segmented abdomen curled beneath it, sped through the night sky.
Without instruments or radar, following the highway was the best way to avoid getting lost.
Inside the insect’s bony carapace, the pilot, seemingly accustomed to the vibrations of its wings, was napping.
“Screech—”
A sudden, sharp cry woke him, and an image flashed through his mind, transmitted by the insect.
This is…
Several kilometers below, on the highway, a strange sight.
Four zombies were pulling a convertible sports car, their bodies steaming, frothing at the mouth, clearly exhausted, on the verge of collapse.
What the…?
As the insect descended, he saw the occupants of the car clearly.
Two women.
Control-type Awakened.
A cruel smile spread across his face. He felt a surge of excitement.
Flying along the highway, he occasionally encountered such vehicles. Toying with them, hunting them down, was a welcome distraction from the monotony of the journey.
Only four Sprinters…
Little sisters, let Big Brother show you what a real control-type Awakened can do.
“A little… entertainment,” he muttered.
“Buzz—”
He adjusted the insect’s trajectory, diving towards the sports car below.
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