Chapter Sixty-Two: A Cry for Help?

"What I mean is, that Corpse King is too cunning—he actually dared to kill your underlings. We should join forces and wipe them out completely!" Yang Hao forced an explanation.

The Serpent-Eyed Corpse King had already entertained this idea. For someone to come onto his turf, commit murder and robbery, and then leave as they pleased—this was simply outrageous. However, he hadn’t acted rashly before because he lacked detailed information about the other side.

"Do you know anything about their corpse nest?"

"Yes, yes, I do." Yang Hao nodded repeatedly and continued, "According to intelligence gathered by my company, he commands a horde of ten thousand corpses, with two thousand elite among them. Now that he’s acquired the Z-virus, their numbers have increased by at least five hundred."

"Those terrifying zombies have devoured many of our people. The initial two hundred at the prison, two hundred at the mall, the Hunter King Task Force, and five hundred armed personnel—all fell to them. Their level of evolution is very high. Most of the city’s famous battles were orchestrated by him. It could be said he’s been invincible!"

"Oh..." The Serpent-Eyed Corpse King understood.

"So, you’ve lost three times in a row?" he asked.

"Um... theoretically, yes," Yang Hao replied awkwardly. "But that’s because they used sneak attacks. During the Hunter King Task Force incident, they first ran into the Red-Faced Corpse King, which let the other guy reap the benefits."

The Serpent-Eyed Corpse King knew about the Red-Faced Corpse King; they’d even crossed paths before. He’d once thought of subduing him, but Lin Dong had killed him and annexed his territory.

"Sire, the Red-Faced one was hunted down simply because he was too foolish," sneered the Spider Queen zombie beside him, her expression haughty.

She had once been a dominant force herself, stronger than the Red-Faced one, but was later subdued by the Serpent-Eyed Corpse King, merging their two factions. Now, they commanded a horde of thirty thousand corpses, with many formidable elites among them.

"Indeed, they have a lot of elites, but our numbers can compensate. Besides... I still have a few precious pets," the Serpent-Eyed Corpse King said, stroking the snake coiled beneath his chair.

The serpent flicked its crimson tongue, hissing with excitement.

Yang Hao wiped the cold sweat from his brow, thinking to himself how twisted this guy was—just like some female streamers he knew... Suddenly, he remembered something.

"Oh, right, that Corpse King is always surrounded by a flock of crows. They’re not weak either, and shouldn’t be underestimated."

"Those crows circling above the city?" The Spider Queen’s fierce eyes gleamed with a wicked smile. Merged with a ‘bird-eating spider,’ she was a nemesis to all avian creatures.

"They all avoid me. Leave them to me."

"Very well."

The Serpent-Eyed Corpse King nodded, calculating inwardly. Given the current circumstances, victory seemed assured, especially with the help of Tech Corporation. There was simply no reason to lose.

In fact...

He was already planning to turn on Tech Corporation after using them, wiping them out to become the undisputed overlord of the entire central district.

"It seems... it’s time to expand my territory..."

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On the other side—

Lin Dong’s underlings had torn the four Black Scorpion members apart and were sharing the spoils. Some snatched an arm, others a leg; two zombies were even gnawing together on a single head.

"This meager flesh is far too little..." Lin Dong realized it wasn’t nearly enough for his men.

Nowadays, his five hundred elite zombies had evolved to such a degree that their appetites had grown exponentially. The flesh of just four people wasn’t even enough to get stuck between their teeth.

Why hadn’t Jiang Wencheng brought more people?

Feeling a bit disappointed, Lin Dong’s gaze swept the ground and noticed a phone, its screen glowing with the flicker of group chat messages.

This phone had fallen from Jiang Wencheng.

"If he won’t call for reinforcements, I’ll do it for him..."

Lin Dong picked up the phone and began reading the messages.

As expected, it was a chat among Black Scorpion members.

"How’s everyone doing today? Did anyone make a good haul?"

"Yeah, I found a bunch of survivors on the east side of town—such fun, hehehe..."

"The population downtown is too dense; they all turned into zombies long ago. If you go out to the suburbs, you might still find some living people."

"Any handsome guys? Send me a few—must be six-foot-two with abs."

"Damn! You should’ve said earlier. I’ve already killed all the men! You want them dead or alive?"

"Emmm... just cut off their privates and bring them back. I’m collecting a thousand; still need five hundred more."

"F***! I’m not touching that. Come do it yourself!"

"......."

Even before the apocalypse, the Black Scorpion organization operated on the dark web. They were bloodthirsty, brutal, and full of perversions, often killing for pleasure in twisted ways and sharing videos for entertainment.

Lin Dong smiled faintly as he read their chat.

"These little creatures are quite amusing..."

From their conversation, Lin Dong learned there was a Black Scorpion hideout not far away—in an underground mall, currently well stocked with supplies.

Over twenty Black Scorpion members resided there, keeping over a hundred survivors captive and living like emperors, enjoying themselves without restraint.

"What a lousy bunch..." Lin Dong muttered, loathing the thought of others having a good time. He decided to lead his underlings to storm the place.

But just then, someone sent a private message to Jiang Wencheng’s phone—a distress signal.

"Bro! I ran into something at the museum—something ghostly! I’m in grave danger. Bring people to save me! Even shelter staff will do. Just tell them I’m a regular survivor!"

Lin Dong saw the sender’s name: Jiang Wenbin. The relationship between him and Jiang Wencheng was obvious.

Haunted at the museum?

Lin Dong pondered. The museum wasn’t within his territory, but it wasn’t far either.

How could there be ghosts so close to his domain?

"What did you find?" Lin Dong replied.

"I don’t know... that thing comes and goes like a shadow, as if it’s invisible. It’s already killed four of us!"

Invisible? Ghostly?

Lin Dong thought it over. He’d never seen anything like that near his territory before. Could it have wandered in from elsewhere?

Perhaps he should investigate, lest it become a hidden threat.

"Bro! Please come quickly! I feel it getting closer and closer—I don’t know... I might die at any moment!" Jiang Wenbin pleaded, teetering on the edge of hysteria, consumed by terror.

Clearly, whatever he’d encountered was truly terrifying.

"Hang in there! You must hold on!" Lin Dong encouraged him, though inwardly he was thinking... just don’t die yet—wait until I arrive.

"I’m coming to save you right now!"

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