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Chapter 364 Seafood
The survivors rushed out of the Tu family mansion, and instead of taking the winding mountain road, they ran directly down the hillside using their Qinggong skills, chopping away the vines and poisonous snakes that blocked their way.

After climbing over two hills, the screams finally disappeared.

"Look, there are people over there at the port!"

Wang Biliu, the only one who didn't know martial arts and had been hanging on Su Konghu, fell to the ground and pointed excitedly towards the port in the distance.

I saw that by the semi-circular pier, the largest five-masted sailing ships had sunk or were half-sunk for some reason.

There were only three three-masted sailing vessels and a few small sailing vessels, on which were many shadowy figures standing, as if they were preparing to set sail in a hurry.

All the survivors knew that escaping the island by boat was their only chance of survival, so they desperately rushed down the mountain.

Cao Meng, with a horrible wound on his shoulder and his clothes soaked in blood, was exhausted and was supported by the only two remaining members of the Fanhe Gang as he ran wildly along the hillside. He gradually fell behind the team.

Behind me, the dense roars and footsteps that seemed to be asking for my life started again. They were getting closer and closer. I could already smell the indescribable smell of sea and blood in the wind.

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The middle-aged gang member on the left suddenly changed his expression, struggled for a moment, suddenly shook off Cao Meng's arm, and ran away.

The other gang member who was left behind almost crashed into a tree with Cao Meng. He shouted loudly with three parts of confusion, three parts of anger, and three parts of despair.

But the good buddies who usually drank and ate meat with him and treated each other as brothers, didn't even turn their heads back and ran straight down the mountain.

Cao Meng leaned against the tree trunk, a rare look of relief on his pale face. He said to the scarred young gang member beside him, "Don't worry about me. Run for your life too."

"Gang leader."

The scarred young man wanted to talk but stopped himself, thinking about how before he met Cao Meng, he was bullied by other fishmongers, chased by creditors, and harassed by petty officials. It was a life that was like staying in a mud pit.

He also thought of his deceased father who was buried in a Feng Shui treasured land, his blind mother who was well settled, and his young son who could afford to go to a private school, and a look of determination flashed across his face.

He immediately reached out and pushed Cao Meng away, then ran along the mountainside, shouting loudly, leading the chasing zombies away.

Without time to feel sad or hesitate, Cao Meng let go of the tree trunk and staggered down the mountain. When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, his footing was unstable and he fell forward, rolling like a gourd on the hard bluestone ground.

From the slanted view, Lu Hu and others who arrived at the foot of the mountain first did not run to the dock, but stood where they were.

Cao Meng stood up again, and as his perspective returned to normal, he also saw the reason -

All the sailors and dock workers who stayed on the ship had jagged corals of various colors growing on their bodies, and their limbs were stiff as they stood there like sculptures.

The wooden hull beneath their feet, including the iron anchor, was also hollowed out by corals.

The sea surface is surging, reflecting brilliant light under the sunlight. That is not sea water, but hundreds of millions of amphibious frogs.

The vast number of frogs blocked the entire sea surface. Even the most advanced treasure ships of the era could not break out, let alone the several broken ships that had been completely eroded by corals.

"Haha, there is no way back."

The only way left to survive became a dead end, but Huashan swordsman Wu Ge laughed instead.

Others came to the Tu family's birthday party for different purposes, either to seek wealth or to make good connections.

Wu Ge was making a bet with his love rival. One went to the northernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, and the other went to the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, to see who could bring back a rare gift that could impress his junior sister.

Now think about it, how frivolous it was.
How childish.

"This sword is called Guanhai. The blade is three feet and seven inches long, and weighs seven pounds and thirteen ounces."

He flicked the sword with his fingers and turned to look up the mountain. The roar was getting closer.

"Namo Amitabha."

The Kuyu monk took a deep breath and recalled the words that his uncle in Xiangguo Temple often said twenty years ago. He was extremely talented and had a deep affinity with Buddhism. He was regarded as the hope of Zen Buddhism, but after a trip he fell into madness and decadence and never went out again.

"All people live on an isolated island in the middle of a dark ocean. The name of the island is 'Ignorance'. This ocean is boundless and contains countless mysteries. However, we should not sail far away, nor should we delve into its mysteries. For fear of offending the secrets of heaven and bringing about unexpected disasters."

Uncle Master, Uncle Master, you are not a good riddler. The Kuyu monk bent down and picked up the wooden shoulder pole that had fallen on the ground and no one claimed it. He weighed it in his hand as if it were a vajra.

Others also knew that there was no way out, so Lu Hu and other Jinyiwei pushed carts and piled them together to serve as roadblocks;
Xicai produced many hidden weapons and flintlock pistols as if by magic;

Cao Meng ignored his former "brother" who had a stiff expression and opened his mouth to say something. He picked up a handful of wood ash, covered the wounds on his shoulders and legs, and tied them tightly with a cloth strip.

Su Konghu took out a gourd from his body, poured out colorful pills from it, and distributed them to everyone.

"This is the longevity pill, this is the Chaoyuan paste, this is the evil-avoiding pill, this is the beli pill, and this is the bone-strengthening medicine."

Wanzhang Valley specializes in making medicines, and the gourd contains special internal supplies, with super double the efficacy.

Consuming large amounts in a short period of time can harm your body and kidneys, and may even shorten your lifespan and make your head pointy.

But as Wu Ge said, there is no way to retreat and we can only fight.

The survivors present picked up the pills and swallowed them. Hui Yu also picked up two pills out of curiosity.

The crowd formed a circle leaning against the cart and waited quietly in the fishy sea breeze.

Click click click.

The sound of tree branches breaking was endless, gravel fell down, and a black curtain composed of countless strange zombies rushed in like a mountain torrent.

There was no magnificent background music, no preliminary testing, and the two sides collided heavily.

The cart-shaped barricades only lasted a few seconds before being overturned and flattened, the crab claws broke the Embroidered Spring Sword, the flintlock rifle blew out the eyeballs, and the fists infused with decades of skills pierced through the hawksbill turtle shell.

The scene was extremely chaotic. One of Cao Meng's eyes was scratched by an unknown fish fin, and his remaining right eye was covered with bloodshot. He guided the long knife in his hand to chop off the heads of the zombies one after another.

He came from a humble background, but was able to become the leader of the Fanhe Gang and manage thousands of people at several docks, which required him to be able to read people's expressions.

Judging from his clothes, the man whose eyes have turned into jellyfish is a deputy inspector of the sea route of the Criminal Investigation and Surveillance Department, a fifth-rank official of the Ming Dynasty.
I met him once at the Censor's banquet five years ago - Cao Meng was not qualified to be seated at all, he was just waiting outside the door in line to give gifts.

He moved closer, and the blade entered the zombie's right side of the waist and abdomen and came out from the left side of the neck.

The man in green clothes and with an octopus head is a seafarer from Laizhou. He is an old friend of mine. I still owe him one thousand taels from the last gambling.

He held the knife in his backhand, stabbed it along the eye socket, and kicked the twitching corpse into the sea.

The one in gray is
Cao Meng looked at the familiar young scarred face under the growth shell. The muscles on his face twitched and the pills in his stomach seemed to be churning like flames, driving his tired body as he swung his sword at his former brother.

However, the effects provided by the medicine cannot ultimately transcend physical limitations.

The wound on his shoulder burst open, his hand went limp, and the machete got stuck crookedly in the shell, unable to move forward any further. The giant shrimp claws on the opposite side came straight at his head from the left and right.

At the critical moment, a stone lock brushed past Cao Meng's cheek, knocking the zombie away and rolling into the bushes.

The Kuyu monk, with his muscles tensed, was like a pillar in the middle of the stream, holding back a large number of zombies. When the shoulder pole broke, he would replace it with a log, and when the log broke, he would use a roadside stone lock.

"Charge out and head east. There are cliffs and highlands to the east, and there won't be many survivors."

The Kuyu monk shouted loudly, glancing towards the eastern coastline out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn't even finish the word "corpse".

Those coral-like crew members and dock workers, at some point, had already taken stiff steps and were surrounding the group from both sides.

Like a lonely boat, about to capsize in the stormy waves.
boom!
A deafening thunderclap sounded directly at the coastline, and several mutants gathered together were immediately crushed into powder by the 155mm shells falling from the sky.

Before the rest of the living people could react, Huiyu had already stopped fighting and breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the skull-crushing hammer.

boom!
Another round of artillery fire broke through the dense forest and blew up the zombies.

Li Sheng walked out slowly amid the blazing smoke and dust, glanced at the burnt crab claws, shrimp meat, and mussels on the ground, raised his head and said angrily: "You didn't ask me to eat barbecued seafood, right? How can you be so selfish?"

(End of this chapter)