The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1075 The Lice Makes a Small Opening

An irregularly shaped ice coffin suddenly appeared on the deck of the aircraft carrier, shimmering under the light of the lighting equipment, making the zombies inside appear artistic.

The collision of modern technology, fantasy, and apocalypse creates a bizarre picture!
"This... is indeed not an effect that liquid nitrogen can achieve."

Lu Quanli looked confused, but the fervor in his eyes only intensified.

"We won! Yama, the King of Hell, won! We won! We won! We won..."

When Black Fang saw Zhang Su withdraw his hands and pat the ice coffin in a victorious manner, he immediately raised his arms and cheered, as if he had won. He jumped and laughed as he ran forward, showing no trace of a boss's demeanor.

"With Yama in charge, the capture is a piece of cake! Haha, Brother Yama, a cargo ship is coming from the north!"

Black Fang ran up to Zhang Su, standing about ten meters behind him. He flattered him while reporting the news, running his hands through his red mohawk hair, which just wouldn't stand up...

"Ha, it wasn't an easy win; it wasn't a simple victory."

Zhang Su smiled happily, thinking to himself that Hei Ya had really provided the right amount of emotional value. If this were in the past, he would probably have been a guy that everyone liked.

He stared at the steam zombie in the ice coffin. This monster had drained his two spare energy bars, and now his shattered icy heart was empty again. Fortunately, he hadn't consumed too much of his own energy; he still had 95% left, enough to deal with any emergencies.

"Our campmates have arrived! Don't be nervous."

Zhang Su turned his head to look north. The ship had already come within four or five hundred meters. He waved to the opposite side, and a group of people standing at the bow responded enthusiastically. Some of them even jumped up and waved their arms!

"Hey bro, we're here! You're not fighting alone!"

At that moment, Zhang Su's walkie-talkie rang, and Zhao Dezhu's excited voice came through.

When they had sailed about four or five kilometers, the members of the Yama Legion saw through their binoculars that their leader was fighting a mutated zombie. Everyone was anxious, but the ship could only go so fast.

Fortunately, everything is moving in a positive direction. Their leader has forcefully frozen the mutated zombies, but what they don't know is that this seemingly powerful display is only what outsiders perceive...

"Of course I'm not fighting alone, you've always been there! Come over here, let's talk!"

Zhang Su hung the walkie-talkie back on his waist and examined the steam zombie "specimen" again.

Seeing that Zhang Su had no desire to talk, Zhang Xiangqian and the others remained quiet and followed him to study the steam zombies.

"That cargo ship over there... the brothers of Yama, the King of Hell, are here!"

"There aren't many people, maybe only seventy or eighty on deck?"

"What the hell are you talking about? 'Should' only be seventy or eighty people? Does having more people mean you're more useful? Answer me!"

The crowd discussed among themselves as they slowly moved toward the ice coffin. Meanwhile, the cargo ship carrying members of Tianma Island slowly approached the aircraft carrier, and fully armed soldiers boarded the deck one after another.

"The Yama Legion has arrived as reinforcements!"

"Oh dear, it seems we're late!"

"Haha, Brother Su, is there still a battle to fight?"

Led by members of the Yama Legion, a group of people walked towards Zhang Su with great momentum. In front of so many outsiders, they had to maintain a respectable appearance. However, the ice coffin was too eye-catching, and they couldn't help but take a look at it.

White and McCree walked through the crowd, returning to the aircraft carrier where they had served. Their eyes were filled with nostalgia. When they were kicked out of the aircraft carrier, they never thought they would have a day to return. The person who made this impossible dream come true was the man in front of them who was admired by everyone!

"The Legion of Yama!"

The people around clearly heard the name of the legion. It was very obvious: combat personnel under the command of Yama, the King of Hell. This was not a name that just anyone could use, otherwise it would seem quite incompetent!

"They're all striding like dragons and tigers, men and women alike, they look incredibly strong! Wow, there's even a kid! This is ridiculous!" "We're usually full of energy, okay? We just went through a big battle, so it's normal to be a little tired!"

"Yes, that's not fair to compare them like that..."

Many people couldn't help but comment on the members of the Yama Legion, then compare them, and finally feel ashamed of themselves.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Su did not move while waiting for the cargo ship to approach, and stayed by the ice coffin. This was today's big harvest, a great victory for him!

"Hmm?" Just as he was feeling happy, he suddenly realized a problem: there were three guys he hadn't seen!

Zheng Xinyu knew what Zhang Su was thinking, so she immediately leaned close to his ear and said, "Good Luck, Lightning, and Program are on the ship; we didn't let the three of them come aboard."

The existence of good luck and lightning is not too surprising, after all, there is also a "Great Sage" on the aircraft carrier, but the procedure is too bizarre, so it is best not to expose it easily!
"Brother Su, what's wrong with this zombie?"

After Zheng Xinyu and Zhang Su finished speaking, Lu Yubo stepped forward, patted the ice coffin, and asked.

"The zombies that were spewing steam, all taken care of!"

"Holy crap, Su-ge, this is a highly mutated zombie, are you going to take it on one-on-one?"

"Brother, you're far ahead of us, we can't even see your taillights anymore, haha."

"Too strong, truly amazing... um?"

Chen Hanzhou slowly approached the ice coffin, then suddenly frowned, looking at Zhang Su with some surprise, hesitating to speak.

Zhang Su naturally noticed Chen Hanzhou's strange reaction. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to say, "What have you discovered?"
"Cough cough." Chen Hanzhou walked to Zhang Su's side and whispered, "Brother Su, it's dead!"

Zhang Su made an "O" shape with his mouth as he looked at Chen Hanzhou, expressing his surprise.

Chen Hanzhou nodded, confirming what he had said...

Many people around noticed the silent exchange between Zhang Su and Chen Hanzhou and were curious, but no one asked any questions.

Zhang Su knew Chen Hanzhou's special ability to sense the location of the mutated zombie's energy source, but when did he become like a program, able to distinguish whether a zombie was alive or dead?
It's not that I don't believe it, but that I dare not believe it, and I'm unwilling to believe it.

How did such a lively and energetic steam zombie just die like that?
What about all his previous efforts?
I don't have time to study that much right now; I have a lot of things to deal with.

"Hey! Brothers, you've come at just the right time. There's a lot of work for you to do. There are also a lot of this guy's underlings over there, low-mutation steam zombies. Pack them all up and load them onto the ship!"

Zhang Su was straightforward and didn't hold back. With a wave of his hand, he was about to sweep away all the zombie corpses.

"Brother Yama, please wait a moment, please be slow..."

Wang Jiawei stepped forward, forcing an awkward smile at the members of the Yama Legion, and said, "Um, could you leave one alive... a low-level mutant for our Qianlong Gang? We've put in a lot of effort, so what do you think..."

Wang Jiawei pointed helplessly at the disheveled gang members behind him.

When Wang Jiawei spoke up, Zhang Xiangqian also shamelessly cupped his hands and said, "King Yama, this is the first time we've seen this kind of zombie. I'd like to ask you for one too. I hope you'll make an exception."

Zhang Su's eyes darted around behind his sunglasses. He deliberately avoided mentioning this topic, wanting to see how these people would respond. Unexpectedly, they were quite sensible, only asking for one head. This was practically a trivial request.

"what about you?"

Zhang Su did not directly agree to Wang Jiawei and Zhang Xiangqian's request, but instead turned to look at Hei Ya and Lu Quanli.

(End of this chapter)