Chapter 7 "You Want to Attack Me?"

Then.

Chen Mang turned to look at Lao Zhu, who was rushing over with a pickaxe ready to attack, and casually said, "You want to attack me?"

"Huh?"

Lao Zhu was slightly stunned and hurriedly explained with some urgency, "How could I, Mang Ge? I was going to attack that Slave!"

Earlier in the mine.

Everyone had thrown away their pickaxes. Who would carry that thing while running for their lives? It was unclear where Lao Zhu had gotten the pickaxe from. Perhaps it had been temporarily placed in the seventh carriage by the thugs and picked up by Lao Zhu.

Chen Mang chuckled lightly, not minding it. He could naturally tell; he just wanted to tease Lao Zhu before death.

But this guy didn't seem to have much of a sense of humor.

Moreover.

This guy was quite interesting. Everyone was clearly doomed. In such a situation, what was the point of clarifying? They could chat slowly after going down.

At this moment.

He had already reloaded another magazine and continued to fire continuously, hardly needing to aim. As the Train's speed slowed, the nearest Zombie was almost less than half a meter away from him.

He could even clearly observe the appearance of this Zombie.

There was no trace of hair, its body was deathly pale, and the dark blue blood vessels were clearly visible. Its pupils were an extreme pitch black.

Quite intimidating.

"Bang, bang!"

The gunfire rang out again.

"Hey."

After emptying another magazine, Chen Mang took a deep drag from the cigarette hanging from his lips, leaned against the Train door, quickly reloaded the magazine, and glanced at Lao Zhu casually, saying nonchalantly, "Any last words before death? Speak up. Although we've just met, it seems like we have some fate."

"Heh."

Although Lao Zhu's face was extremely pale with fear, he forced a smile, trying to remain as calm as possible, "No last words, really. The apocalypse has been here for over a year now. I've already thought about my end; it's not too hard to accept."

"My only regret is that I wish I hadn't given you one less cigarette earlier, Mang Ge. I also want a smoke before death."

"Tsk."

Chen Mang couldn't help but laugh, handing the cigarette that had only one drag left to Lao Zhu, "So you really only had two? Here, there are nine bullets left. I'll kill a few more Zombies, then save two bullets for us to die quickly."

Lao Zhu didn't say anything, his eyes just lit up. He immediately took the nearly burnt-out cigarette, took a deep drag, and gradually relaxed. In the swirling smoke, he slowly closed his eyes, then smiled as if relieved.

"Exhilarating."

Meanwhile, the other Slaves in the carriage were almost all huddled in their corners, their faces filled with despair and helplessness, waiting for death.

Chen Mang even saw a few people, before death, choosing to run to his straw mat and sit down. Obviously, these people wanted to feel what the straw mat was like before death. After all, they were going to die; who was afraid of you?

The carriage speed had dropped to an extremely low speed, expected to completely stop in at most ten more seconds.

By now, many Zombies had even jumped onto the bottom of the carriage, using their sharp claws to continuously attack the carriage.

"Whoosh."

Chen Mang let out a light breath and continued to shoot into the Corpse Tide.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Just as he had three bullets left, he suddenly felt the Birthmark on the back of his left hand heating up. His mind subconsciously moved, and a milky white, translucent panel immediately floated in front of him.

"Newbie Train Conductor Task 3: Kill 10 Zombies within three months, completed."

"Time taken: less than a day."

"Reward: 'Rare Train Token'1, Handheld Zombie Perception Blocker1."

Looking at the panel in front of him, Chen Mang was just slightly stunned but quickly reacted. This was the "Train Conductor Panel" he had activated last night, which had three newbie tasks. Completing these three tasks would unlock the other functions of the Train Conductor Panel.

But the situation was urgent, and he hadn't thought of it at the time. After all, the rewards were unknown, and he didn't know what killing ten Zombies would bring.

Unexpectedly.

"Rare Train Token," this thing was definitely better than the ordinary Train Token, but he had no time to care about it now. The Corpse Tide had already surrounded his carriage. Even if he were given a Train now, he couldn't break out.

The wheels would be instantly stuck, with no space to start.

But this Zombie Perception Blocker was different; this thing could save lives!

Feeling a token and something resembling a walkie-talkie suddenly appear in his arms, he immediately took out the walkie-talkie and held it in his hand.

Another panel popped up in front of him.

"Special Item": Handheld Zombie Perception Blocker.

"Item Effect": Once activated, it can shield the perception of Level 1 Zombies from all living beings within a very small range. After activation, it lasts for 1 hour and can be used again after 24 hours.

There was only one button on it, colored green.

At this moment, the Zombies were almost about to rush into the carriage. Chen Mang didn't have time to think too much and quickly pressed the green button on the walkie-talkie.

The next moment!

All the Zombies outside the carriage instantly froze in place like headless flies that had lost their target, but soon dispersed and continued to pounce towards the carriages ahead!

Not just their carriage had been abandoned.

If nothing unexpected happened, all the carriages except the locomotive had been abandoned.

"Whoosh."

Seeing this, Chen Mang let out a light breath, a hint of post-disaster relief in his eyes.

Damn!

He was ready to go, but now there was a glimmer of hope and he survived? This way he could survive?!

The range didn't seem small, at least it could cover the entire carriage, but it could only shield the perception of Level 1 Zombies. He could only hope there were no higher-level Zombies in this Corpse Tide.

At this moment, the carriage was like a small boat on a stormy sea, at risk of capsizing at any moment.

And it only lasted for an hour. If the Corpse Tide hadn't left within an hour, it was still life-threatening.

But.

If he could survive this Corpse Tide, not to mention the "Rare Train Token," he also had nearly a hundred Slaves in this carriage. It seemed like he was starting to build his base!

Chen Mang turned to look at the Slaves in the carriage, their faces filled with fear and confusion, and suddenly grinned.

Indeed, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.

It was a good thing.

He hoped those Zombies didn't eat bread or something, so after the Corpse Tide retreated, he could search other carriages for any scattered food resources. It would be best if he could dismantle those heavy machine guns and install them on his new Train.

He clearly remembered that those heavy machine guns weren't mounted on the locomotive.

The only pity was.

Those guys who hit him with batons probably wouldn't survive, which was a bit regrettable. It still hurt.

(End of Chapter)