Zombies at Level 3

Yun Che's team was so strong that they arrived at the center of the intersection before long. Behind them were stacks of corpses and stumps. However, there were so many zombies that they couldn't kill them all. The zombies could feel neither the pain nor the fear, but only the smell of flesh and blood. They kept assaulting Yun Che and others, who would run out of their energy and superfunctions sooner or later.

"Huh huh."

At the top of the high-rise block stood an unusual zombie, who was howling to a man beside it. The man tapped the zombie on the shoulder: "Go. Their bodies are extremely tonic for you and will accelerate your upgrade."

The man sounded as hoarse and harsh as a broken gong, which made his words even gloomier. He appeared to be at his thirties and was not very good-looking, wearing a sickly or to say lifeless look on his pale face. Others might mistake him for another zombie if he weren't talking.

Taking the order, the zombie roared and made a dive for the people below.

"Che, our superfunctions can't last very long."

Zhou Zeyu and others were exhausted, cold sweat rolling down their forehead. When their superfunctions ran out, they would have to fight with cold steel and would be dishes for the zombies sooner or later.

"It's coming."

"What?"

"Boom!"

A fireball as big as a football rushed at them before they realized it. Yun Che bounded up sharply, and the sword in his hand chopped right at the middle of the fireball. The ball ended up into halves.

"Huh…"

"Zombie at level 3? I have been waiting for you!"

Behind the chopped fireball appeared a zombie wrapped in fire. His eyes were not cloudy anymore but had turned into black and white, from which Yun Che at once knew its level. In his previous life, he had met many zombies like it. He slightly turned his wrist, purple and white lightnings rushing at the zombie.

"Huh!"

The zombie bellowed. The fire beside it congealed into swords in a blink of eye and withstood Yun Che's lightnings.

"Pow!"

"Whoosh!"

The swords of lightning and fire collided, sparks flying off in all directions. Xing Feng, who had gathered the members, now made a big stride forward and built a light golden protective shelter. Knowing his team was well-protected, Yun Che darted a glance at the direction of the block opposite, and started air-system superfunction. He left the colliding two powers behind, and flew away riding the wind he created.

"Huh huh."

Although zombies at level 3 were upgraded and could use superfunction, they still could not feel or think. When Yun Che flew, the zombie followed him and threw fireballs at him. However, Yun Che moved faster than the balls and eluded them. At the same time, he swung his right arm, a pitch-black knife flashing by.

"Huh…"

A zombie at level 0 somehow popped up before the knife stabbed into the zombie's head, thus being its scapegoat. Meanwhile, a figure jumped nimbly from the block opposite, followed by dozens of twinkle-toed zombies.

"The boss finally shows up. Why don't you keep your head buried in the sand?"

Yun Che recalled his knife inserted in the dead body, and gave the man an icy look. Then he kicked with his heels and galloped back to Xing Feng riding the air.

"Yang Yang!"

The man dashed at the 3-level zombie, and the following zombies gathered around the two as if they were bodyguards. Strangely, the zombies around them seemed to be domesticated: although still dying for the blood of Yun Che and other people, they were merely roaring instead of directly pouncing on them.

The scene was so weird that the team kept up their guard. They were not stupid. Although it was unbelievable, it was also clear that the zombies were controlled and domesticated by the man.

"Hei Yu, take care of Chen Chen."

Yun Che loosened the strap and set the baby on Hei Yu' back. Then he focused all his attention on the man opposite.

"Huaien, support Che with all your might. Careful of the zombies on the periphery. They move very fast."

There was no expression on Xing Feng's face. He gazed deep at the front. Yang Hauien and the other three silently stepped forward and stood beside him. Yun Che turned around: "Zeyu, just take care of yourselves."

By his estimate, the zombies following the man were all at level 2 or even above. Although the superfunctions of Zhou Zeyu and others had reached level 2, they had nearly run out of them in the battles just now. They would therefore be no match for the zombies.

"Ok."

Zhou Zeyu was not a man of unfounded impulse. They all knew that only when they were safe could Yun Che fight without scruple.

" You all shall die."

The man stroked the 3-level zombie from tip to toe to see if it had got hurt, as if he were a lecher. Then he turned around and stared at Yun Che, with a gloomy look on his face. His pale lifeless face was now more twisted.

"Come on!"

Yun Che didn't want to waste time. He raised his hand, the blade aiming at the man.

"Go."

The man seemed to be of few words, too. He beckoned, and the zombies around him flocked out. Compared with the zombies at lower levels, 2-level zombies were faster and stronger. They soon approached their aims.

"Shoot."

"Bang bang…"

The time when Xing Feng pressed the trigger, Yang Huaien and his companions also raised their sub-machine guns. However, the zombies were so fast and crafty that many of them escaped. Before long, the zombies got closer and closer.

"Fuck you!"

"Boom!"

Yun Che poured all his superfunction into the sword. With a wave of his hand, the blade whizzed through the air.

"Huh…"

The first two zombies were chopped across their waists and the halves of their bodies dropped on the ground, still trying to grab them. Xing Feng immediately fired some more shots.

"Hei Yu, you first. Others, withdraw!"

Surrounded by loads of zombies, Yun Che wielded his blade and shouted. Hei Yu was clear about the situation and was slapping the zombies with his giant claws. Zhou Zeyu and others also joined Hei Yu to pave the way, fighting as they withdrew.

"Huh…Huh…Huh…"

"Boom!"

"Damn! Are they made of steel?"

The roars of the zombies mixed with the shots. Guns didn't work in close combats, so Yang Huaien and others had to take out their sabers. However, the sabers could not hurt the zombies. Only some disgusting rotten meat might be cut off.

"They are all zombies at level 2. They are as tenacious as the zombies in the movies. Cold steel alone can't hurt them. We should combine our superfunctions with the weapons."

Yun Che cut off the head of one zombie, and dug a nucleus out with air superfunction. The nucleus of level-2 zombies was the same size as a glass ball, but Yun Che didn't put it away as before. Instead, he threw it to Yang Huaien: "This is a fire-system nucleus. Hold it in your hand and start your superfunction. It will infuse you with more superfunction."

"Damn. Brother Yun, why don't you tell us earlier?"

Holding the nucleus, Yang Huaien almost burst into tears. If they had known this, they would have collected them in advance. Also, they wouldn't have had to save their superfunction, always fearing that it would run out.

"How can we collect them if we told you earlier?"

This reply was kind of shameless. Yang Huaien failed to find words to answer it. Xing Feng smiled and compromised. Yun Che's shamelessness was not news to him. Also, Xing Feng himself was not less shameless than Yun Che.

Now they knew how to deal with the level-2 zombies, and they didn't have to worry about running out of the superfunction. They were brimming with confidence and most of the zombies were killed. This time, no one complaint about the troubles digging the heads. They dug the nuclei out as soon as the zombies got killed. However, not every nucleus could be used: they could only absorb nuclei corresponding with their own superfunctions. The supply of the superfunction, therefore, was still inadequate.

"Boom!"

Damn it. When they almost killed all the zombies, thousands of fire swords rained on them. Zhao Gang and others were all hurt by the swords and burnt in the fire, except for Yang Huaien, who owned fire-system superfunction. Yun Yao, who had stayed behind them, threw two balls of water at them at once. They suddenly got drenched to the skin.

"Uncle Xing, I will deal with this. You take care of the other."

Having a glance at the coming level-3 zombie, Yun Che had already started a frontal attack.

"You have promised that you would protect me!"

Xing Feng followed him and swung his arms, several knives whizzing out.

"You shameless! Don't pretend now. I know you are the owner of gold-system superfunction. That's the strongest superfunction!'

Yun Che complaint and stabbed at the zombie directly. Then he took a quick look at the man, who was again rallying his zombies. He seemed to be a simple zombie keeper instead of an owner of spirit-system superfunction. Otherwise, even Yun Che would be disturbed, given that the keeper was able to manipulate 3-level zombies.

Strictly speaking, zombie keepers also belonged to owners of spirit-system superfunction. Nevertheless, they could only control the spirits of zombies and could do nothing to humans. They therefore was named as zombie keepers.

"Is there anything you don't know?"

Xing Feng laughed. He hadn't expected that Yun Che would know so much about superfunctions. Then he took out a broadsword cast by his gold-system superfunction, and threw it at the zombies surrounding the keeper. They were zombies at lower levels and were much weaker.

"Fuck!"

"Bang!"

It seemed that the fight was very easy, but actually Yun Che and Xing Feng were exhausted. They had been fighting long. The energy they consumed was too much that the nuclei could not sustain them. Yun Che failed a chop and was hit by a fireball before he could escape. His slender figure got bombed and then he slowly sunk.