Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 127 Departing by Plane Overnight
Before the thing could react after the explosion, the group ran to the top floor.

The earlier careful sealing of the fire doors on each floor bought them valuable time.

This thing recovers incredibly quickly. It couldn't keep up with them at first, but by the time they reached the seventh-floor stairwell, it had already followed them up the elevator shaft.

Bang, bang bang,

The closed fire door shook violently under the force of the impact, and finally a crack was forced open, from which wriggling vines emerged and spread along the edge of the door.

"We've come all this way, just how big is it?" Qi Sixing was out of breath after throwing the Molotov cocktail. "And how does it seem to know which floor we're on?"

"Be confident, and remove the 'however' part!" Song Jinhe wiped the sweat from her eyes, not stopping her steps. "Didn't you notice the elite zombies behind us are gone?"

They were all swept into the elevator and eaten by this thing!

They hadn't escaped the thing's perception range, so of course it knew which floor they were on.

Song Jinhe and the others were already fast enough. They fought and ran at the same time, holding off the thing and trying their best to run up a few more floors.

On the fifteenth floor, just two floors away from the top, the tremors came from one side of the dilapidated building, and large chunks of cement fell from the edge of the floor.

They were stopped in the stairwell on the fifteenth floor, and to make matters worse, the vines followed them up.

Seeing the open petals blocking her way and the foul-smelling digestive fluids dripping onto the ground, Song Jinhe hurriedly took a step back, her heart pounding violently in her temples.

Zhuang Ting's pupils dilated when he saw what Song Jinhe took out, and he thought to himself that she could be ruthless enough to blow herself up.

"We're too close to the collapsed side. This isn't just a simple fragmentation grenade; it contains explosives. We could be in serious trouble."

"It's too late. Use your talent to create another line of defense."

Song Jinhe interrupted him, focusing on perceiving everything around her.

After selecting a suitable location, he nodded to Jiang Shi'an, then threw a grenade, bent over, covered his ears, and stood behind the water wall.

The clear sound of flowing water was mixed with a deafening roar, and the entire stairwell was shaking. Cracks in the walls, falling cement chunks, and the shockwaves from the explosion launched an indiscriminate attack in the confined space.

Gravity was distorted around the water wall, and building debris floated within this defensive line. Any structures that managed to break through the line were also brought down by the water wall.

After a brief silence, Song Jinhe lowered her hand. The ceiling and walls outside the doorway had collapsed, and the stairs were drafty on one side, exposing the steel bars in the cracks in the walls. But the stairs were still accessible!

Stepping on the broken vines oozing putrid liquid, the sensation transmitted through the soles of my shoes sent chills down my spine, like stepping on soft, rotting flesh.

"careful!"

Song Jinhe suddenly turned around and saw a section of vine that wasn't quite dead under Cheng Yan's feet launching an attack at him. An ordinary person would surely die if they were pricked by this thing and bled.

At the critical moment, Jiang Shi'an threw the dagger in his hand and pinned it to a half-dead vine.

After the crisis was over, everyone quickly made their way from the 15th floor to the top-floor helipad.

Getting up here doesn't mean you're safe; there's an elevator on the top floor too!
Seeing the mutated plant that seemed impossible to kill and kept following closely behind, Song Jinhe was at her wits' end. Its main body was in the elevator shaft, and only its branches came out to attack, so no matter how many she hit, it was useless.

The elevator shaft was completely overrun by its vines; anyone who went in would die.

"You go and open it first," Jiang Shi'an said to Zhuang Ting.

"it is good."

As soon as Zhuang Ting turned around, a stench assaulted his senses. Huge petals split open in the middle of the entwined vines, revealing half-digested corpses and zombies embedded in the main branches. This time, they saw clearly, and the visual impact was even greater. These extending vines, like countless venomous snakes, twisted and occupied every open space.

Song Jinhe kept swinging her weapon. The vines had high defensive capabilities and could not be broken by simple cutting. In just over ten seconds, they were surrounded.

"Cheng Yan, take the rocket launcher and get on the plane first," Song Jinhe shouted.

Jiang Shi'an has been teaching them how to use it these past few days.

Cheng Yan wasn't one to drag his feet; he grabbed his weapon and turned to run.

"It seems to be targeting you?" Qi Sixing looked at Song Jinhe. He was clearly closer just now, but the main attack was aimed at her.

"Yes." Song Jinhe had already figured it out.

It can eat zombies to replenish its own energy and repair itself quickly, and it can also integrate some of the characteristics of zombies, thus seizing and fusing with her talent.

Otherwise, why would it be chasing and attacking her so relentlessly? This thing might also be a mental entity.

Vines weaved through them, and the helicopter slowly started up. They had to use all their strength to defend against such a dense attack every second.

Song Jinhe's knife was tightly entangled, and another carnivorous flower appeared behind her. She knew it, but there were too many vines to avoid.

Jiang Shi'an's expression suddenly turned grim. He cleaved the vines in front of him, and under his action, the surrounding vines struggled and withered at a visible speed, forming a dividing line between them and the intact section.

This thing is not afraid of drought, and it is not easy to make some of its vines lose their mobility. Jiang Shi'an also risked his life to use his talent.

As the foul-smelling petals fell toward her head, a flash of cold light appeared from the blade. Song Jinhe only saw Jiang Shi'an protecting her in his arms, with all the vines surrounding him and sharp thorns grazing his shoulders.

Song Jinhe's eyes widened suddenly, her heart felt as if it were being choked by something, tightening with each beat until she could hardly breathe.

"It's alright," Jiang Shi'an's gentle voice whispered in my ear.

How could nothing be wrong!
Song Jinhe panicked, enduring the dull pain in her head, and recklessly used her mental power to attack the zombies that had merged with the main branch.

Roar--

Just as they had proactively cut off the withered parts, preparing to launch another attack, the vines that had entangled the helicopter and prevented them from leaving suddenly slammed to the ground.

"Come up quickly!" Cheng Yan shouted from the doorway.

The three of them climbed into the helicopter one after another, with Qi Sixing still half his body outside, and the vines behind him were about to make a comeback.

As the helicopter slowly moved away from the ground, Cheng Yan fired a rocket launcher.

The elevator doors, along with the dense vines, were blown apart, and the zombies on the main branches fell into the dark elevator shaft along with the broken branches.

It's impossible for it to catch up anymore.

Song Jinhe looked at the scratch on Jiang Shi'an's shoulder, her fingers trembled, and her knuckles went numb from the force.

"Tell me the truth, is there a chance of getting infected?"

In those few seconds, she had imagined the worst-case scenario and finally understood those people in the apocalypse who, even knowing that important people were dead and had become walking corpses, still stubbornly wanted to wait for a miracle.

Jiang Shi'an squeezed her tense hand.
"Its main body is a mutated plant, which has been fused with the genes of zombies. There should be more than one gifted individual who has produced a secondary mutation on this basis. But no matter how it changes, it is still a zombie virus. Whether or not I will get infected depends on the severity of the wound and my own physical condition."