The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1074 The Ice Coffin, Rise!

When the cold air covers the body, the skin color visibly changes, fading from red to light. It's unclear whether this is due to the drop in temperature or the frantic flow of white steam within the body resisting the cold, thus fading the original color.

"sucker Punch!"

Zhang Su saw the steam zombie lying on the ground, its fists clenched and its expression ferocious, but it made no other movements, clearly desperately fighting against the corrosive cold!

The steam zombies were indeed struggling in their death throes, but Zhang Su's condition was not as good as it seemed.

In less than ten seconds, a layer of ice condensed beneath the steam zombie's body. Just like 3D printing, starting from the base, no matter how much it struggled, the cold air was partially offset by the temperature of its body surface as it fell, and finally it froze into solid ice upon landing!
However… Zhang Su felt the energy being depleted within the shattered, icy heart, and his brows furrowed.

No rigorous calculations are needed; a simple comparison of release time, consumption, and reserves will lead to the conclusion that this frantic release of cold air can only last for a maximum of twenty seconds!

Based on the current height of the ice coffin, it's easy to predict what will happen in twenty seconds. The ice coffin will only be seven or eight centimeters high at most, which is far from being a completely frozen steam zombie!
If it cannot be completely frozen, then everything we've done now will be in vain...

While things were tense on this side, Zhang Xiangqian and the others in the distance had strange expressions.

"How on earth did they do that? They actually managed to control it with their bare hands?"

"Hmm, is Yama, the King of Hell, competing with zombies in internal strength? Just like in martial arts novels!"

"These are zombies from the American coup. They don't have any internal energy. I think they're more like Western exorcism rituals!"

"What the hell is this exorcism ritual? They should be pouring that stuff on it, that thing he mentioned before, liquid nitrogen!"

Yama, the King of Hell, pressed down with both palms, unleashing a torrent of icy air. Below him, a small zombie strained, its face contorted in a ferocious struggle—a scene utterly incomprehensible to behold…

Not only were Black Fang and his men bewildered, but the combat personnel in the distance were even more confused, and even the American soldiers watching the screen inside the aircraft carrier were also puzzled.

In the fluorescent monitoring room, a disheveled figure sat crookedly in front of the screen. He was clearly a grown man, but he was wearing women's clothing that seemed to have been found out of nowhere, with heavy makeup that looked like a ghost on his face and stockings on his feet. He was as offensive as could be!

The screen was showing a battle between humans and mutated zombies, but unfortunately the resolution wasn't very high...

"Baby, kill him! What's wrong with you? Go for it!"

The strange man muttered to himself, speaking in a high-pitched voice. If anyone heard it, they would likely feel physically uncomfortable!
White and McCree's guess was absolutely right. After they left the carrier, those crazy guys showed no signs of backing down and continued to fuck and party!
Without external crises and unable to escape their current predicament, everyone is indulging in their primal desires.

Ultimately, due to various issues, several battles broke out, and the number of people dropped from more than twenty. Five days ago, the second to last living human finally couldn't bear the loneliness and emptiness and chose to join the zombie army!
If the people on deck knew that everything they had experienced today was the work of a bunch of perverts, they would probably find it a bit disgusting.

"This is so difficult!"

Zhang Su felt the strain; the icy heart, not in its complete form, was visibly losing more and more of its internal cold energy!
With a determined effort, he activated a backup energy tank. He remembered that this thing could replenish cold energy, and since his energy consumption had just reached its critical point, it was the perfect time to replenish it!

boom……

From the perspective of the steam zombie, the human who is abusing it suddenly feels a surge of energy, as vibrant as a rising sun.

In reality, Zhang Su's appearance and demeanor remained unchanged, but the cold air emanating from his palms became increasingly intense.

As the backup energy bar was activated, it was like a powerful injection into the shattered ice heart. The originally dull ice heart surface was now glowing with a shimmering light, and it actually started beating again!

It rejuvenates during contraction, generating a surge of cold energy!

"This energy bar is a huge help to the Frozen Heart..."

Zhang Su couldn't help but sigh. He was also a beneficiary of activating the backup energy tank, but judging from a fair perspective, he could say with certainty that the enhancement received by the Frost Heart was more significant than his, and the two seemed to be more compatible.
There's no time to study those things right now; Zhang Su just wants to get rid of this guy in front of him as soon as possible. As his Frosty Heart contracts, it can produce icy energy. In order to prevent the energy inside from overflowing and being wasted, he outputs it like crazy!

Visually, the floating cold air isn't as exaggerated as the steam waterfall, lacking its unique sense of heaviness, but the light, drifting cold air is still filled with an aura of death. If anyone dares to go inside, they're guaranteed to turn into an ice sculpture!
Cluck cluck cluck!

The ice on the deck gradually rose higher, and more and more steam zombies were trapped in the solid ice. The skin on the parts covered by the ice completely returned to the bluish-gray color of ordinary zombies.

Awooo, awooo!

The steam zombie sensed death approaching, its mouth wide open, letting out a piercing howl. "It can't be... thank goodness."

Zhang Su was startled, thinking that the other party was preparing to self-destruct like the Frost Zombie, but it turned out that the other party was just spitting steam from its mouth to resist the cold.

Unfortunately, it was of little use. Perhaps because the outside temperature was getting lower and lower, the steam inside its body was not enough to meet the demand, and the amount it exhaled could not compete with the surging cold air.

As he frantically channeled the cold energy through his palms, the shimmering light on the surface of the Frozen Heart dimmed rapidly, and it slowly stopped contracting. This meant that the time for efficiently producing cold energy had ended, and it had entered a normal state, which was a damaged and weak state!
Zhang Su looked at the full white energy mist inside his heart with satisfaction. The cold air he released in the past ten seconds was equivalent to the extra amount given by the Frozen Heart, and now it was only beginning to consume the reserves.

The benefits of having a spare energy tank are enormous!

The two sides were locked in a stalemate for more than a minute. The ice layer spread to Zhang Su's feet. He took a step back. The ice coffin in front of him was already taking shape, frozen to a height of twenty centimeters. But this was far from enough. To completely freeze the steam zombie, it needed to be at least half a meter high!

A rough calculation shows that this energy bar alone is not enough...

"Looks like we can't keep the last backup energy tank either! Then let's just leave it!"

This was the first time Zhang Su had used cold energy so extravagantly, and it was also the first time he had used two energy tanks in such a short period of time. He couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.

But in order to control this highly mutated zombie, this is the only way. It's a backup plan, a backup plan, just in case!

"So what exactly happened?"

The shield warrior, Dafei, muttered curiously, craning his neck to look ahead.

Since Zhang Su activated the backup energy tank, the cold air has become so intense that the spectators can no longer see the steam zombies.

"What kind of high technology is the King of Hell hiding on his body? Spraying liquid nitrogen like that, it must be a huge tank. Where is it hidden?"

Lu Quanli was completely numb. After spraying continuously for more than a minute, hadn't the steam zombie frozen into an ice pop yet?
"Do you still think that's liquid nitrogen? Is it possible that it's not high-tech, but... black technology?"

Wang Jiawei stared thoughtfully at Yama, the King of Hell.

"High-tech?" Zhang Xiangqian was very interested and turned his head to ask, "Mr. Wang, do you mean... technology related to zombies?"

"I can't think of anything else besides this, in my opinion..."

"What kind of scoundrels are you? You're hiding behind your crickets, your saviors! Your manners are appalling!"

Black Fang's huge black eyes glanced at the two of them, revealing crescent-shaped whites, full of disdain.

"Huh?" Lu Quanli suddenly turned his head to look north and pointed to the sea: "A ship is coming!"

The other four turned their heads in unison and saw a medium-sized cargo ship breaking through the waves, its dark shape gradually growing larger as it slowly approached the aircraft carrier.

"It must be Yama's companions who have arrived!"

Zhang Xiangqian said calmly that Yama's power was beyond comprehension. He believed that it was impossible for an entire camp to be filled with such powerful individuals, otherwise the zombie calamity would have been quelled.

But even if the people who come are of similar strength to them, today's competition will end here, and there will be no more suspense!

Black Fang clapped his hands excitedly and said, "It's all settled, it's all settled, hahaha."

"It's safe now, look over there!"

Wang Jiawei turned to look in the direction of Yama, and saw the white mist slowly dissipating, revealing a crystal-clear ice coffin on the deck!

Its shape is irregular, somewhat like a trapezoid, and inside the ice coffin is naturally the once arrogant and domineering steam zombie!

The arm is raised diagonally, the five fingers hooked, and the mouth, though not wide open when viewed from the side, gives an extremely ferocious impression, seemingly filled with resentment. Zombies themselves have no consciousness; this is merely the perception given by the onlookers…

(End of this chapter)