After the two left that building, the zombies seemed to lose their target and gradually settled down.

The zombies on the street below also dispersed in all directions.

Without external influence, these zombies did not gather together but were evenly distributed on the street.

Su Changxing leaned against the window, saw the scene below, slightly sighed in relief, and said, "It's a good thing this building didn't collapse. If it did, the loud noise would probably attract more zombies."

"Crack, crack~"

Jin sat on the ground, fiddling with Su Changxing's silver pistol, seemingly studying its structure, and said absentmindedly, "No matter how many come, we kill them all."

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "You'd better not take it apart. It's not an ordinary pistol."

"Oh."

Jin, who was about to move, pouted, stopped his hand, tossed the pistol back to Su Changxing, and spread his hands, saying, "Take a look at this."

Su Changxing was stunned to see a phantom shadow resembling a gun appear in Jin's hand. Although it was blurry, it physically existed. He was slightly surprised and said, "You materialized the pistol?"

Jin shrugged and raised the gun, pulling the trigger at the wall, "No bullets."

"Crack, crack~"

This phantom gun actually made a sound similar to the silver pistol, only much quieter.

Creation?

Su Changxing fell silent, feeling that this ability completely exceeded the so-called superpower, or perhaps had reached the limit of superpower.

He recalled some creation myths.

God said, Let there be light, and there was light. God saw that the light was good, so he separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness He called Night······

The phantom shadow in Jin's hand dissipated.

"It's not easy to change bullets for this kind of gun."

Jin thought for a while and concluded.

Su Changxing couldn't help but retort, "It's normal for guns to need reloading, except of course, for yours."

Half an hour later, the two came down from the building, ready to clear the zombies on the street.

Su Changxing again emphasized, "Don't use your hand grenade. I don't want to be stuck upstairs, carrying you to jump out."

Jin walked in front, swaying, continuously shooting around, and said, "I think it's pretty good."

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Huang Biao stood on the rooftop, holding a monocular, seeing Su Changxing rushing out from the building, leaping to another building, and couldn't help but say, "Really... knows how to play."

Zhu Wenwu, filled with shock, said, "Brother Su, this is while carrying someone? This is too perverse, completely beyond the human range."

Huang Biao glanced at him and said, "Yes, this should be the power that the Extraordinary possesses. Extraordinary, indeed not the same as ordinary people... Those who accept attribute enhancement will more easily become Extraordinary, but to truly become Extraordinary, you must continuously fight and stimulate yourself."

Zhu Wenwu was silent for a while and said, "But for ordinary people, fighting zombies is actually a forced act, I'm the same."

His guts seemed to have grown, but in fact, they hadn't. He had simply adapted to dealing with zombies, knowing he was in a safe environment.

"You have a very clear understanding of yourself."

Huang Biao smiled, having a premonition that Zhu Wenwu would be the first among them to blaze a trail and become Extraordinary.

It was his intuition. Zhu Wenwu was a very spiritual person, so it seemed understandable even if he became Extraordinary.

Zhu Wenwu also relaxed a bit and said, "Everyone actually knows themselves well, but they just don't want to face it, choose to escape... I'll take people to clear the zombies outside. Due to the Undead Tide, many who planned to join our gathering place were blocked outside."

Huang Biao nodded. His mind also became more composed, feeling that with Su Changxing around, the Blood Moon wouldn't be too big of an issue.

On the forums, there were already hundreds and thousands of gathering places recruiting people, some large, some small. Small ones might only have a dozen people, while larger ones had thousands.

Even the Security Bureau had announced several large gathering locations to accommodate people nearby.

This news delighted many, as they were more willing to join an officially organized gathering place.

But the Security Bureau's gathering places weren't everywhere. If the distance was too far, there wasn't much to be done.

The Blood Moon stimulated the nerves of every human in the post-apocalyptic world. Everyone's nerves were tense, not knowing what might happen at night.

Some small groups had already completely barricaded the stairways, hiding at the top of the building, believing this way they could avoid the dangers of the Blood Moon.

They didn't hope for any rewards from the Blood Moon, believing that surviving the Blood Moon would be a blessing. Living an extra day is a day.

Sometimes, people's perspective can be short-sighted, like ostriches burying their heads in the sand, thinking that if they can't see danger, there is no danger.

There were also gathering places like Su Changxing's that were nervously preparing for the Blood Moon at night.

In the northern gathering place of the Security Bureau.

Xu Chu's Sweat squatted in a corner, his eyes were bloodshot, and his skin turned blood-red, with something unknown flowing on it, pulsing with his veins.

The constant red fog in the air made him feel uneasy, as if his body was being infused with a massive amount of energy, but he couldn't withstand such an amount.

Xu Chu's Sweat knew that he probably looked like a monster now, caused by that Blood Alcohol, frequently using those red energies to restore his body.

His body was infected and assimilated by those red energies.

Since last night when this red fog began to appear, his body started changing significantly, not externally.

But.

His bones were gradually disappearing.

Yes, that's right, he felt his bones were gradually disappearing, turning into something like flesh, but a human should have bones.

Xu Chu's Sweat panted heavily, blood dripping from his face, and said, "Brother, I have to leave here, or if others find me like this, they'll surely kill me. You have to help me."

However.

At this moment, Zhang Daxi hesitated. Even though he would have never hesitated to shield for this companion, even if it involved knives or bullets, they had fought, killed, and fled together, even arriving in this absurd world together.

At that time, they were the same kind of people, at least both were human.

But not now. His brother had become a monster!

From a human standpoint, seeing a monster should be slain, just like killing a zombie, it's perfectly justified, no one would feel it's wrong.

No one would help a zombie escape, nor would anyone help a monster escape.

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