Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

The cafeteria was dimly lit, with old incandescent bulbs flickering every now and then.

After a few glasses of strong liquor, a blush rose on Zhang Yi's weathered face.

He unbuttoned his top button, revealing a hideous scar that stretched from his collarbone to his chest.

"Senior brother, to be honest, before I met you, I really felt like I was about to collapse."

Zhang Yi picked up the wine bowl, his hand trembling slightly.

He took a big gulp, the spicy liquid choking him and bringing tears to his eyes, but he couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or his grievances.

"Hanwu City... is finished."

Zhang Yi put down his bowl, his voice choked with emotion: "On the day the flood came, the commander personally drove a truck loaded with stones to block the breach in order to cover the evacuation of the people. In the end, even their remains were not recovered. I was ordered to take on the mission in this crisis and lead the remaining brothers to defend Shuangjian Peak. At that time, I vowed that even if only one person was left, I would defend this land."

Chen Yan silently patted him on the back, poured himself a full glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Originally, we could manage by sticking together and supporting each other, even though life was tough." Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly turned venomous, and he gripped the wine bowl tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Until that bastard Lei Lie started this Spirit Source Association!"

"Lei Lie?" Lu Sheng picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, asking casually, "That so-called leader of the Spirit Source Guild?"

"It's him!" Zhang Yi gritted his teeth. "At first, they were just a mutual aid organization, helping to clear out the sea beasts and floating corpses in the surrounding area. Later, Lei Lie broke through to the level 6 Spirit Source user, and his ambition began to swell. He absorbed all the wild Spirit Source users and even turned several experts from our military against him."

"They call themselves a new kind of human being, saying that ordinary people are a burden on the old era, slaves!"

Zhang Yi slammed his fist on the table, making the bowls and chopsticks jump: "Do you know what they did? To save ammunition, they forced refugees into the water to lure away the sea monsters! They tied living people to buoys as bait! Then, when the sea monsters swarmed to eat them, they looted the rest!"

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

The ceramic wine cup in Chen Yan's hand was crushed into powder.

This usually composed general now had veins bulging on his forehead, and his fierce and murderous aura instantly lowered the temperature in the canteen to freezing point.

"Beasts!" Chen Yan spat out the word through gritted teeth. "How are they any different from the traitors of yesteryear? Zhang Yi, why didn't you eradicate these cancerous growths sooner?!"

Zhang Yi gave a bitter laugh, dejectedly loosening his fist: "Senior brother, do you think I don't want to?"

"The military has heavy weapons, but those are their trump cards for defending the mountain. They're one less to go around. The association has a dozen or twenty level 5 spirit source users, and Lei Lie is even level 6. If we really start fighting, the zombie horde outside will swallow us up before we even have a chance to decide the winner."

When the topic of zombie hordes came up, a deep sense of fear flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes.

"The frequency of the zombie hordes is increasing. It has increased from once a month to once every seven days. Each horde is larger than the last. The Twin Peaks defense line is too long. We can't hold it with just our numbers. We have to rely on the Spirit Sources of the Association to assist in the defense."

"That's why Wang Qiang dares to shit on my head, and I can only put up with it." Zhang Yi lowered his head, his voice hoarse. "For the sake of those refugees still struggling to survive, this military uniform... it's so stifling to wear!"

The cafeteria fell into a deathly silence.

Zhou Hai and Zhao Ze exchanged a glance, both seeing the anger in each other's eyes.

Using living people as bait has crossed the line of human decency.

Lu Sheng, who had been silently eating his meat, suddenly put down his chopsticks.

"How large do you estimate this wave of floating corpses to be?"

Lu Sheng's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

He raised his head, and instead of the fear Zhang Yi had expected, his golden pupils shone with the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied, "This... this time it is expected to be an ordinary zombie horde, with about 500,000 floating zombies, mixed with a large number of level 4 and level 5 elite floating zombies."

"Five hundred thousand..." Lu Sheng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a slight smile playing on his lips. This was a substantial amount of energy points and spirit source crystals.

His gaze swept over Chen Yan and Zhang Yi: "In this zombie horde, the entire Blazing Flame Fleet participated. As for that Spirit Source Association..."

He paused, his eyes as cold as knives: "Since they like using people as bait, then next time a zombie horde comes, I'll let them taste what it's like to be bait."

Chen Yan took a deep breath, stood up, and declared resolutely: "The Jinling army will also fight to the death! We will not allow the Twin Peaks to fall!"

Zhang Yi looked at the two men in front of him, his lips trembling with excitement.

He suddenly stood up straight, snapped to attention, and gave a perfect military salute. Tears finally streamed down his face.

"Thank you! Thank you!!"

The banquet lasted until late at night.

Zhang Yi arranged for Lu Sheng and his group to stay in a secluded courtyard near the mountainside, a quiet place away from the hustle and bustle.

On the way back, moonlight shone on the mountain path.

Although Zhou Hai had drunk quite a bit, he walked very steadily.

He walked behind Lu Sheng and suddenly chuckled, "Kid Lu, when I heard Old Zhang talking about those things just now, I really wanted to rush to that Paradise District and set it on fire."

"No rush." ​​Lu Sheng didn't even turn his head. "The fire will definitely be set off."

Zhao glanced at Zhou Hai and teased, "Old Zhou, why didn't you pass out today? You used to be so drunk you'd be crawling under the table."

Zhou Hai grinned, looking at the tall, straight back in front of him, his voice unusually serious: "Following Lu, I can't get drunk. If I fall behind, where am I going to find such a cool boss?"

Lu Sheng shook his head. This blockhead was never serious. He continued walking, though the coldness at the corner of his mouth had dissipated somewhat.

Back in his room, Lu Sheng didn't rest immediately.

He stood by the window, looking down.

Above is the brightly lit Paradise District, and below is the pitch-black refugee camp.

"There's only one day left before the zombie horde erupts. Tomorrow is a rest period." Lu Sheng thought to himself, "This kind of highland where spiritual energy gathers can't just be overgrown with weeds. I need to go deep into the Twin Peaks. Maybe I can find some spiritual plants to strengthen my body again."

He drew the curtains, shutting out the chaotic world, sat cross-legged on the bed, opened his pores, and slowly absorbed the subtle spiritual particles in the air to strengthen his organs.

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