The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 171 Unknown Fear

"So we must be vigilant and make sure no one falls behind. Once we fall behind, it will give them an opportunity to take advantage. Do you understand?" Yan Shaohui said to his team members.

The team members were all ready for battle, holding their weapons and responding to Yan Shaohui solemnly.

"Let's go. We'll continue walking in the direction they set. Maybe we'll encounter those zombies." After saying that, Yan Shaohui took Mu Xin's hand and walked in front of the team.

Mu Xin looked at Yan Shaohui's hand, which was naturally clasped with his own, and smiled unconsciously.

This man is silently encouraging and comforting himself. It's quite considerate.

The group was moving forward at a constant speed. After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden movement at the back of the team.

"Ah!" a team member suddenly screamed.

Qi Shanlang was walking at the back of the team. He was the first to notice something was wrong and turned around quickly to look, "What's wrong?"

"He... he's dead!" The soldier, whose face turned pale with fear, was the one who had just screamed. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the side beside him, saying with a trembling voice.

Qi Shanlang looked in the direction the man's finger pointed, and sure enough, the person who had been chatting and laughing with them now had his head hung, standing there swaying.

"Stay away from him, he has been infected with the zombie virus." As soon as Qi Shanlang saw the man's symptoms, he knew that he had become a zombie.

Everyone was frightened by Qi Shanlang's words and took a few steps back, while Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin ran from behind to Qi Shanlang's side.

"Is he dead? Who did it?"

Qi Shanlang had a cold expression on his face. "I don't know. If I'm not mistaken, it should have been done by an SSS-level zombie."

Without them noticing, it was so easy to end a person's life and turn him into a walking corpse. It seems that SSS-level zombies are more troublesome than they imagined.

Mu Xin knew it was bad when he heard it. He raised his hand and condensed his dark power into a thin thread and stabbed it into the forehead of the team member who had already turned into zombies.

Then the team member began to reach out and grab his scalp and neck, as if he was enduring the pain of being beaten.

After a while, the team member fell to the ground twitching, his eyes were wide open with bloodshot, and his originally dark-brown pupils turned into the gray-green color unique to zombies.

"Well, he is completely dead this time." Mu Xin said.

Yan Shaohui stepped forward, squatted down and began to examine the body of the team member.

Apart from the fresh wounds he had just scratched, Yan Shaohui couldn't find any traces of attacks by other zombies. This was very strange.

"Strange, there is not even any wound." Yan Shaohui looked surprised.

"That's impossible. Generally speaking, if zombies want to turn people into zombies, they have to pass their zombie virus to humans through biting and scratching. The human's wounds must be exposed for infection, right? If he doesn't have any wounds at all, how did he get infected with the virus?" Qi Shanlang was a little unconvinced.

"You also said that it is under normal circumstances." Mu Xin sighed, "None of us has ever seen what a real SSS-level zombie looks like. What if an SSS-level zombie can infect humans with the virus without biting or scratching?"

Now Qi Shanlang was speechless.

Indeed, the zombies they had seen before were all below SS level. They had never even heard of SSS level zombies before, let alone seen them.

No one knows how terrifying the abilities of SSS-level zombies can be.

An unknown fear gradually lingered in everyone's heart and could not be dispelled.

The remaining people looked at each other solemnly, and the howling wind messed up everyone's thoughts. No one knew if someone would be hit in the next second, and turn from a human to an enemy of humans in an instant.

"Let's go back to the car first and discuss it later," Mu Xin suggested.

It would definitely not be possible for a large group of people to continue walking now. Perhaps before they find those SSS-level zombies, those zombies would kill them all without bloodshed.

Sitting in the car, at least there is a layer of iron to protect their safety. Mu Xin does not believe that they can turn people into zombies with their thoughts. He thinks that the zombies must have used some unknown method to touch human skin and then turn humans into zombies.

The team members all agreed with Mu Xin's proposal, so they turned around and returned to the car.

Fortunately, nothing happened to any of them on the way back, but there was something wrong with Yan Shaohui who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at the dazed Yan Shaohui, Mu Xin placed his hand on his arm worriedly.

Yan Shaohui frowned and rubbed his eyebrows. "It's just a little headache, nothing serious." This kind of headache felt like someone was knocking on the top of my head gently and extremely regularly with a small chisel. Although it was only a slight pain, it was continuous and very annoying.

"If you feel uncomfortable, close your eyes and rest for a while. We are not in a hurry to find those zombies now." Mu Xin raised his hand to feel the temperature of Yan Shaohui's forehead. He didn't have a fever, so why did he suddenly have a headache?

Yan Shaohui said "hmm" obediently, then leaned over and tried to lean on Mu Xin's shoulder. Mu Xin smiled and straightened him up, "Don't be so ungrateful, sit up straight!"

Yan Shaohui pouted in grievance, and then obediently stopped moving. The team member sitting in the back coughed lightly, "How about the two commanders sit in the back, Xiaohong and I will switch with you."

The team member named Xiaohong also nodded and agreed very much.

They really can't stand watching this kind of display of affection for too long. At least if they sit in the front they can't see it, right?

Mu Xin was about to refuse when Yan Shaohui agreed first, and then pulled Mu Xin to change seats with the two people in the back seat.

There was originally someone in the back seat, but the two of them, who had long since been fed up with the display of affection, found an excuse to move to someone else's car. So when Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui were sitting there, they were alone.

The man who had a headache could finally take a nap on his wife's shoulder in broad daylight.

This time, Mu Xin finally did not push Yan Shaohui away. Instead, he served as Yan Shaohui's human-shaped pillow, allowing Yan Shaohui, who had been traveling all the way, to rest for a while.

Smelling the familiar scent on Mu Xin, Yan Shaohui fell asleep quickly.

In his dream, he became a zombie, and Mu Xin pointed a sword at him, saying with disgust that he wanted to kill him.

Yan Shaohui, who turned into a zombie in the dream, couldn't speak. He tried to explain anxiously, but all that came out was a groaning sound.

"As long as I kill you, Shaohui will come back!"

Then Mu Xin's eyes became fierce, and he swung his sword towards him with a ferocious look.

The moment the cold tip of the sword touched his nose, Yan Shaohui woke up in shock.

"do not want!"