Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Qi Zhimu knew what Hei Ta was talking about, so he didn't blame her.

When we first found her, she was in a state where she was only holding on by sheer willpower; normally, even if she had a sharp mind, it would have turned to mush.

Even I had preconceived notions.

No wonder many buildings were covered in dust, including the hotel suite where I stayed last night.

Therefore, it can be concluded that a considerable amount of time must have passed since the outbreak of the zombie virus.

The zombie eagles encountered on the way back to the hospital are most likely special mutations that have arisen in this post-apocalyptic world over time.

"Without the disordered protagonist to lead the way, we don't know where the evacuation point is. This is a bit troublesome," Qi Zhimu said.

"This coastal city is too big, with many ports. You'll have to use the most cumbersome method—searching them one by one..."

Black Tower looked utterly helpless.

Even if Qi Zhimu can fly, finding him won't be easy.

Even disregarding the search area, the powerful zombies hiding in Grizzly City alone would certainly disrupt their plans.

If it were to give birth to something even Qi Zhimu would find difficult to kill, it would be even more troublesome.

We can't let him cast a powerful spell; what if it destroys the evacuation point too?

For some reason, Qi Zhimu might live, but she will die.

"We must acknowledge a fact."

Qi Zhimu looked at the dusty CT scanner and gently tapped its casing.

"The main character in the movie probably ran away with his daughter a long time ago. We have to rely on ourselves to find a port."

"Um……"

As the two were weighing whether to conduct a thorough search, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded outside the corridor, accompanied by heavy breathing, cries for help, and the roars of zombies.

"Help!!"

The panicked shouts grew closer.

Qi Zhimu raised an eyebrow, knowing without turning around that it was those three little tails who had done it.

"You're asking for it."

The next second, three disheveled figures stumbled and rushed into the CT room.

Seven or eight zombies dressed in hospital gowns followed closely behind, baring their teeth and claws as they pounced.

Before the three of them could even show a plea for help when they saw Qi Zhimu, a flash of lightning appeared before their eyes.

The CT room is already a small space, and in the instant of the lightning strike, it was as if all the oxygen in the air was sucked out for a moment.

Several thick arcs of electricity slammed into the zombie, turning it into black ash.

At the same time, Qi Zhimu clearly did not deliberately avoid those three guys.

An arc of electricity struck them, blasting a deep crater in the ground. Debris flew into their faces, leaving fine cuts.

"ah!!"

The three were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands, their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground. It was unclear whether they were scared by the zombies or stunned by the lightning that was so close at hand.

"You've brought trouble to me; it seems you're tired of living."

A few wisps of electricity remained on Qi Zhimu's fingertips. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as if he were looking at a dead man.

"If it weren't for the technological safeguards, given the quality of the three of you, you would have lost half your lives from the G-forces before even reaching space."

"Very well, let's consider it an act of charity. I'll see you off."

Qi Zhimu raised his hand, and lightning gathered again, illuminating the ashen faces of the three people, who then learned a fact—

His murderous intent is real; he really will take action.

"No, don't kill us!"

The woman was trembling all over; the fear of death caused her to scream involuntarily.

"I've seen the chaos report! I've seen it twice! I know where the evacuation point is!"

Qi Zhimu stopped the lightning that was about to pour from his fingertips and looked at the dirty, disheveled woman.

However, the suffocating sense of oppression did not diminish in the slightest.

"Oh? What's your name?"

"I...Isabella! My name is Isabella!" the woman stammered, avoiding his eyes.

"Very good, Ms. Isabella."

Qi Zhimu narrowed his eyes.

"I hope your memory is better than your courage. If you dare to lie to me... I'll cut you open and hang you high up."

He stretched out his hand and made a cutting motion.

"Believe me, the feeling of watching yourself being eaten bit by bit, starting from your feet, is definitely more exciting than going straight to meet your God."

Isabella shuddered violently, her face turned deathly pale, and she shook her head frantically.

"No way! Absolutely not! I've really seen it! I remember the whole plot!"

"So what time is it now?"

Black Tower suddenly spoke up, calmly interjecting.

"How much time has passed since the movie's plot began?"

Isabella swallowed hard, trying to recall her surroundings and the state of the zombies she had just seen, and stammered:

"I don't know the exact time, there's no calendar... but judging from the extent of the damage to these facilities and the mutation of the zombies... at least three months have passed! When the protagonist left in the movie, the hospital wasn't this dilapidated! It's definitely been more than three months!"

Hei Ta nodded and looked at Qi Zhimu.

This matches their speculation.

Qi Zhimu raised his chin, gesturing towards the doorway.

"Alright, you're somewhat useful. Lead the way."

Upon hearing this, the other two men lying on the ground seemed to snap out of their daze.

Seeing Isabella struggling to get up and follow the ethereal being, he immediately realized that this was his only chance to survive.

"Me too! Me too!"

One of the round-faced men crawled over on his hands and feet, tears streaming down his face.

"I've seen Disorder too, I remember the plot! Take me with you! I can help move things! I can be bait... no, I can do the hard labor!"

Another tall, thin man chimed in enthusiastically.

"I've seen that too! More people means more protection. Just in case... just in case she remembers it wrong, we can make up for it!"

Qi Zhimu stopped and glanced at the two of them, his eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

Just when the two thought they were about to be struck dead by lightning, Qi Zhimu suddenly laughed.

"That's fine. If Ms. Isabella dies by accident or loses her mind on the way, at least there will be two of them who can still contribute something."

The devilish words sent chills down the spines of the three of them.

But they dared not refute, not even daring to breathe, and could only shrink their necks and nod repeatedly like quails.

As long as I can survive.

As long as I can get out of this hell.

……

The line leaving the hospital became somewhat strange.

Qi Zhimu and Heita walked in front, with the remaining three following closely behind, afraid of falling behind.

Along the way, in order to prevent the three from harboring any disloyal thoughts, Qi Zhimu didn't need to deliberately establish his authority; the horde of corpses did all the work.

As they passed an intersection, a large horde of zombies, attracted by the scent of living people, surged towards them.

The three people following behind were terrified and couldn't help but scream.

"Shut your mouth."

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