I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

Chapter 1000 City of Death

"My parents came here for tourism. Maybe on the day of the disaster, they were visiting some tourist attraction!"

Qin Zhong ignored the slow-moving zombies, picked up the GPS device in his hand, and a detailed panoramic map of Bali was clearly displayed on the screen.

"Okay, let's go to the woodcarving village first. If we can't find it here, we'll look for it at each of the tourist attractions!"

After locking the navigator onto the woodcarving village, Qin Chong spread his wings again, flapped them forcefully, and soared into the air amidst a fierce wind and a flurry of sand.

Qin Zhong spread his wings in the air, transforming into a streak of silver light as he flew towards the wood carving village, located south of Ubud and the closest tourist attraction to him.

Bali is world-renowned for its wood carvings, and Mas village is the birthplace of Balinese wood carving.

Qin Chong landed not too far from Mas Village. At his speed, he flew over Mas Village in less than twenty minutes.

At this moment, Qin Zhong's face was very gloomy, because along the way he had flown, he had not seen any settlements or survivors. All he had seen were densely packed zombies and all sorts of strange mutated beasts.

Did all the survivors in Bali die? What about my parents?

With a heavy and worried heart, Qin Chong landed at the entrance of Mas Village. Looking at the huge ancient tree at the entrance and the blood-stained mark on it, Qin Chong couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

Travel in life, travel in death.

If Bali hadn't developed its tourism industry, it would probably still be a remote and desolate island. The tourism industry has brought far more tourists than the local population.

Without these outsiders, given Bali's terrain and environment, the island's residents might not have been driven to the point where they couldn't even establish settlements due to the zombies.

After entering Mas Village, Qin Zhong searched for survivors street by street. He believed that if there were survivors nearby, even if they did not live in the village, they would definitely leave traces of their activities or ways to contact them.

However, Qin Zhong was soon disappointed, because despite searching every room in the village, all he found, apart from the bizarre wooden carvings, were hungry zombies hiding everywhere.

While searching for survivors, Qin Zhong also discovered a phenomenon that greatly worried him.

That is, among these zombies, some black and white zombies often possess greater strength and speed than yellow zombies.

Among them, the white zombies are particularly good at speed. The speed of one S-type zombie is at least one-third faster than the S-type zombies that Qin Zhong encountered.

Black zombies, on the other hand, possess extraordinary strength. The strength of a single black T-shaped zombie is definitely more than half that of an ordinary T-shaped zombie.

This discovery undoubtedly deepened Qin Zhong's worries. Faced with such powerful zombies, could the survivors in Bali really escape this calamity?

After leaving Mas Village, which had sunk to the bottom and become a dead zone, Qin Chong continued to soar into the air towards the next destination, Ubud, a village known as a cultural and artistic village.

This is also one of Bali's most famous tourist attractions, considered to be the most culturally rich area in Bali, and was once home to Bali's museums and art galleries.

When Qin Chongfei arrived, he discovered that this area, which had previously been the most culturally rich, had become a city of zombies and a city of death.

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Unlike the quiet atmosphere of the woodcarving village, which conceals a deadly crisis, the art village is teeming with zombies.

In the dense alleyways of the art village, zombies of all skin colors can be seen everywhere, wandering and howling.

The entire village was filled not only with the faint howls of corpses echoing from all directions, but also with an extremely strong stench of rotting flesh.

Bali's abundant sunshine causes these zombies to decompose much faster than in China. Although they are protected by viral genes, many of the zombies here have already decomposed to the point where the bones are almost visible.

After being infected by the virus, maggots the size of fingers writhe inside the zombie's body, causing the zombie's face and body to twist unnaturally, making it look extremely eerie.

However, seeing so many zombies, Qin Zhong felt no worry at all; instead, he was overjoyed.

Zombies never gather in one place without any reason. The fact that so many zombies are gathered here means that, in addition to the large population, there must be survivors here.

Otherwise, even if there are many zombies in the art village, zombies without food would naturally disperse to other places, instead of stubbornly staying here like they are now.

"Hopefully, we can find our parents here!"

After taking a deep breath, Qin Chong folded his wings, lowered his altitude, and maintained a slow, low-altitude cruise.

In this way, he not only doesn't have to worry about being disturbed by zombies on the ground, but he can also attract the attention of survivors while maintaining a clear field of vision.

After all, the entire village is now teeming with zombies. Even if someone walks out, Qin Zhong would have a hard time distinguishing whether they are a zombie or a human. But conversely, it would be much easier for people on the ground to see him.

"found it!"

After flying at low altitude for a while, Qin Chong's eyes lit up. He found the place besieged by zombies, which was the most famous tourist attraction in Bali and also the most heavily guarded place: Ubud Palace.

Ubud Palace was built by the Ubud Dynasty in the 16th century. As a royal residence built by a dynasty for its king, its defenses were certainly not lacking.

Although the Ubud Dynasty has vanished after hundreds of years, this palace has been well preserved and restored, becoming one of Bali's most famous tourist attractions.

At this moment, the gates of Ubud Palace were tightly closed, and countless zombies were surrounding the towering city walls, howling incessantly.

It seems that the survivors here are likely hiding in this palace.

Just as Qin Chong folded his wings and descended, landing in the Ubud Palace, a strange roar suddenly rang out.

Then, accompanied by a series of soft sounds, dozens of tiny silver needles shot towards Qin Zhong's head at an extremely fast speed.

"Humph!"

Faced with the sudden attack, Qin Zhong simply snorted, then flapped his wings forcefully, and the strong wind blew the tiny silver needles back, striking the attacker.

"what!"

The attacker was a short, thin, dark-skinned man. After being pierced by the silver needle that was blown back, the short, thin man let out a terrified scream, then turned and ran away with the bamboo flute-like instrument in his hand.

But before he could run two steps, he collapsed to the ground, spitting out foul-smelling foam and blood. He convulsed a few times and then stopped breathing.

"What a potent poison!" Qin Zhong's face darkened as he watched the short, thin man die from the poison within two seconds of being injected with the needle.

It's normal for the people at this base to be wary of a stranger who suddenly appears, but Qin Zhong never expected that the other party would attack him without even asking any questions.

Such a swift attack would have been too much for an ordinary evolved being to react to, resulting in their immediate death. Only he could have made this man reap what he sowed.