Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

After repeating this four or five times, Zhu Wen finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:
"Brother Jie, what are you doing?"

Zhang Jie looked at it and said with a smile, "Of course it's about perfecting the details."

"This is a little trick I created that's very useful."

"If Zheng Zha were awake now, he could probably do it with his true energy, even at the intermediate level of the fourth rank."

"You can do this if you have just unlocked the fourth stage of the gene lock, which will speed up the time it takes for you to master the subtle details."

After Zhang Jie finished speaking, none of the people present wanted to talk to him anymore.

That's a bit too much of a blow.

This makes it sound like fourth-order gene locks are as common as cabbages.

Seeing Saito and the others looking so dejected, Zhang Jie actually felt a little happier.

Seeing this, Li Xiao shook his head and continued to cultivate his true energy.

Not only him, but Chen Zilong also became noticeably more diligent after Zheng Zha, the strongest one, went into "slumber".

Twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Just when everyone thought they could reach Shanghai, Deep Blue suddenly braked and hovered the plane in the air.

Then he began to speak:
"Everyone, we have detected an unusual situation ahead."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie condensed the pebbles again and put them away, while his spiritual energy spread out.

After connecting with the crowd, the field of vision continued to expand.

Only then did they understand what Jonathan meant by the blockade.

Above the sea, a semi-transparent curtain of light stretched for thousands of miles to both sides, lying across the sky and the earth.

However, the light screen has birds flying above and schools of fish below, so it doesn't seem to have any defensive capabilities.

But everyone is smart; since it's not about defense, it's about being on guard.

After understanding what was going on, Zhang Jie said:

"Deep Blue, give me three minutes. After three minutes, slow down and just go straight there."

After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he began to contract his mental energy, wrapping the shuttle layer by layer.

Three minutes later, when the shuttle was also covered by the same layer of light, Deep Blue smoothly blended into it.

Seeing the smooth entry, Zhang Jie smiled and said before anyone could ask:

"A little trick, a little trick, waiting for you..."

Li Xiao and the others said, "Brother Jie, you've really gone too far."

There were no further obstacles on the road, as if the Qin state was extremely confident in this layer of warning light shield.

Just as they were about to arrive, everyone suddenly remembered something.

That is, Shanghai at that time did not seem to have an airport for landing airplanes.

However, after a moment of annoyance, they all burst out laughing.

With their current strength, they can simply open the hatch and the rest is easy.

Arrived in Shanghai airspace.

As the cabin door opened, air rushed in.

The howling wind made the black camouflage uniforms on everyone's bodies rustle loudly.

"Wow, it's already so dark!"

Chen Zilong gazed at the starry sky above and sighed.

Most of Asia was already plunged into darkness, and there was no nightlife in this era.

But this is Shanghai, even though World War II is raging outside.

This city, which is tasked with connecting with the world, is brightly lit and has already begun to resemble New York.

However, as night fell, a strange and inexplicable atmosphere emerged in the city.

Whoosh whoosh!
A series of sharp, piercing sounds filled the air.

One by one, figures gracefully landed on the remote mountain peaks.

Because of the extraordinary status of this ancient Eastern country, the flames of World War II did not touch this person at all.

However, since the beginning of this year, this diplomatic city, which bears the responsibility of connecting with the international community, has suddenly become turbulent.

Even the rare undead legion appeared on the streets and alleys of Shanghai to begin patrolling.

The border is heavily guarded by multiple layers of troops.

At first, people thought the fearsome Black Legion was a sign that other countries might take the opportunity to invade.

However, as time went on, another version of the story emerged from the crowd.

That is, these heavy troops are not defending against external enemies, but against certain internal entities.

Since this news broke, the once bustling nightlife of Shanghai has become much quieter.

at the same time.

In the luxurious room covered with Persian carpets, Jonathan stretched comfortably.

Then he pressed the phone by the bedside and ordered what was supposed to be breakfast for dinner.

Then he patted a fair and smooth spot next to him.

One minute later.

A graceful young girl thoughtfully dressed herself, made the bed, tiptoed out of the room, and carefully closed the door behind her.

Of course, this person also didn't forget to take the gold coins from the table.

After lying down for a while, Jonathan, wearing loose pajamas, slowly got up and poured himself a glass of red wine.

A comfortable groan escaped from the elegant tasting.

"This is life!"

I just finished speaking.

The middle-aged man, who exuded an air of high society corruption, felt a cold wind blow past him from behind.

Smelling the sandy, fishy smell in the air, Jonathan spoke helplessly:
"Please, Imhotep, I've told you so many times, don't transform on the Persian carpet. It's really hard to clean up like that. Can't you be a little more considerate of the staff sometimes?"

"And don't always appear behind me, it can be scary sometimes."

As Jonathan spoke, he turned around, and a handsome bald man in a black priest's robe slowly materialized from the yellow sand, finally stepping barefoot onto the carpet.

It was Imhotep, the immortal priest who was tricked by Jonathan into entering the Qin Kingdom.

The man, looking at Jonathan, raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile:

"Honestly, I still prefer the way you looked when you first saw me."

Jonathan, realizing something, quickly chuckled awkwardly, poured the man a glass of red wine, and respectfully handed it over.

Imhotep took the wine and downed it in one gulp.

"The man named Ding Li that you asked me to keep an eye on is dead."

What should we do next?

Upon hearing this, Jonathan shuddered and then closed the suitcase that had already been packed in the corner.

He quickly said, "What should we do? Of course, we should run!"

"I sold him a fake Buddha head in the first place to distract him."

"Now that he's dead, it's obvious that someone else did it."

"We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer and Zheng Zha and the others don't come out, then other people who shouldn't be here will come."

Imhotep wasn't surprised at all by Jonathan's practiced movements, as he had seen this scene several times during this period.

It can be said that the fact that they haven't been found by anyone is largely due to this person's vigilance.

Imhotep frowned: "Why not just find the general stationed on the Shanghai border?"

"Even I might not be able to fight against the combined strength of those undead legions, let alone that unpredictable general."

"Protecting you shouldn't be a problem, and we can also search for Zheng Zha and the others openly."

Jonathan burst out laughing when he heard this.

With an exaggerated expression, he shouted, "My God, Imhotep, have you gone mad from reading too much? No wonder you were played to death back then."

"General? Who does the general listen to? It must be his superior." "The Dragon Emperor is practically dead now, so who's in charge of this inhuman, ghost-like court?"

"Those people's little schemes are practically blaming me."

"If I go there, I'll be walking into a trap. Do they believe me if I say I don't have a Buddha head?"

Imhotep nodded: "So, you really don't?"

"The Buddha head isn't with you??"

Upon hearing this, Jonathan immediately turned around and took off the only bathrobe he was wearing.

"Come on, check it out. We've been together for so long, and you doubt me??"

"Imhotep, you have to have a conscience!"

Imhotep glanced meaningfully at Jonathan's naked body, then turned away in disgust.

Although he said in the letter that he suspected that the key Buddha head was in Jonathan's hands, he didn't actually have any real evidence; it was just a gut feeling.

Imhotep shrugged:
“Okay, let’s not talk about the Buddha head for now. I finally understand why Evelyn and O’Connor said you were afraid of death.”

"If running away is a talent, then your instinctive talent for seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune can only be described as a miracle."

As he spoke, Imhotep shook his head with a sigh:
"Let's go. Since we can't stay in Shanghai anymore, let's move on to another city."

"I just hope Zheng Zha and the others can find us."

Jonathan suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, did you have a divination done today?"

Imhotep nodded, his expression turning serious: "I've divined it, and the situation isn't good. Those monsters in yellow clothes will most likely come, if not today, then at least in the early morning."

Upon hearing this, Jonathan seemed to realize something, and trembled all over as he forced a smile:

"Again, not again?"

"It can't be that fast, can it? I remember when we killed the first enemy, it took more than ten days for them to find us."

Imhotep nodded: "Yes, but the second time it became nine days, the third time six days, the fourth time five days, the fifth time four days, and the sixth time..."

"Today is the third day, it's almost time."

Jonathan's lips twitched as he listened.

"Yes, is this how it should be calculated?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't killing someone twice make it a single day?"

"Are they making us work? One day on, one day off?"

Imhotep shook his head with a cold smile.

"No, no, no, what I mean is, there's no last day. If you kill him in the morning, he should be resurrected by the afternoon."

"Don't forget that vampire from back then, he recovered in less than a minute."

"This one will only be more perverted."

Upon hearing this deduction, Jonathan's lips twitched violently, but he had to admit that it was very likely.

"What are you waiting for? Let's leave right now!!"

"I don't want to face that monster in a place like this. It would be bad if the whole hotel collapsed and Xiaofang, Xiaocui, and Xiaoliu got hurt."

Imhotep paused for a moment: "Wait, who are Xiao Fang, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Liu?"

Jonathan jumped up: "Why are you making such a fuss? Of course, it's the hard-working people who deserve our thanks."

Just as Jonathan was getting dressed.

"Ding dong!"

Jonathan paused for a moment, then realized, "Oh right, my breakfast!"

"Imhotep, let's eat something together. Other cities here don't offer the same level of comfort as Shanghai. Conditions inland are quite harsh."

As soon as Jonathan finished speaking, he saw Imhotep's expression turn serious.

Jonathan lowered his voice shrewdly: "Uh, what's wrong?"

Imhotep said coldly, "There's no one outside!"

"Ding dong!"

When the doorbell rang, Jonathan shuddered and looked toward the window behind him.

He said, trembling, "I already regret living in a high-rise building. If I jump, can you catch me?"

Just as the two were on high alert, preparing to break through the window and escape.

A sudden burst of laughter rang out from the luxury suite.

"Haha, Jonathan, it's been so long, you're still as cowardly as ever!"

The two looked behind them, but there was still no one there.

"Who?"

"Who is speaking!"

Jonathan realized what he meant and his face lit up with joy: "Saito Hajime?"

"That's Saito Hajime's voice. Where are you?"

"You've all arrived?"

Saito Hajime continued:

"Not bad, not bad, they're staying at the International Hotel, which I've never stayed at in Shanghai. Didn't the letter say they were on the run?"

"You're doing pretty well!"

As he spoke, Li Xiao's voice rang out.

"Alright, Imhotep, take him to the rooftop of this hotel!"

“We are all here.”

Imhotep nodded, grabbed Jonathan behind him without waiting for his agreement, and the next moment the yellow sand churned.

The two disappeared.

The rooftop of the International Hotel.

As the yellow sand dissipated, the two saw the familiar Li Xiao and his group.

Jonathan had barely regained his footing when tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

After looking around and not finding Zheng Zha, he hugged Li Xiao.

Then he started yelling loudly with exaggerated acting skills:
"Oh my god, I almost died! I'm not coming back! I'll never see you all again!!!"

"…………"

A minute later, Li Xiao reluctantly pushed him away, only to have the person who had shifted his attention hug Saito Hajime again.

After finally venting my emotions...

This person has finally returned to normal.

Of course, wearing clothes might make it a little better.

"Ahem, here's the thing."

"That's the situation."

"Um, wait a minute, how did you guys find us?"

“We thought you would place a missing person ad in the newspaper; we’ve been buying newspapers for several days in a row.”

Hearing Jonathan's question, Li Xiao and the others looked at Zhang Jie and smiled.

Some of these human radars exist, covering the entire city of Shanghai in a mere instant.

In less than a minute, they found Jonathan and Imhotep chatting at the International Hotel.

Then came the scene we just witnessed.

Li Xiao explained:
"Our new teammate Zhang Jie, you can call him Brother Jie."

As he spoke, Li Xiao suddenly realized something.

"Uh, I almost forgot you might have met him before, you should still remember him. He has an ability called mental scanning."

It can cover the entire city, and then replace eyes to see, so I saw you. (End of Chapter)