"Hmm, okay."
Zhu Wenwu nodded, pulled out the steel sword from the zombie's head, and said, "I'll take some people to guard the second floor, the personnel is already spread too thin."
Many people around, seeing Zhu Wenwu acting as if nothing had happened, showed expressions of surprise; the contrast was too stark.
Earlier, that woman had been electrocuted into charcoal by this zombie in an instant.
A man watching from a distance whispered, "Did Zhu Wenwu take a shot of adrenaline? How did he not die from that?"
The man with glasses next to him said in a deep voice, "I suspect that person in the settlement, called Su Changxing, is the Extraordinary, and maybe Zhu Wenwu has become one too."
His eyes glimmered with a hint of greed and longing as he coldly said, "We must figure out a way to become the Extraordinary, or else we won't survive... They definitely know how to become one."
Death instills fear, and being constantly near death drives people to madness.
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