A Shocking Dream

Lin Wunian leaned against the door, gasping for breath, "They are zombies, extremely dangerous, and there are probably quite a few in the city." Her voice trembled slightly, her heart still beating fast from the thrilling escape just now.

Qin Ruoyu's face suddenly changed, "Zombies? How is this possible?" He looked at the door, his eyes full of fear, as if the door would be knocked open at any time, and countless zombies would pour out and devour them.

At this moment, the air around them seemed to freeze, the wind stopped blowing, and a breath of death spread around them. Qin Ruoyu clenched his fists. He knew that the city was about to face an unprecedented disaster, and they had to do something to stop the zombies from wreaking havoc. Otherwise, everything would be doomed.

"I think the plague has mutated, which is why these zombies have appeared." Qin Rongchen frowned and said solemnly, "The city is very dangerous now. Ruoyu, go back and tell everyone to be alert. Have every household close their doors and windows, prepare weapons for self-defense, and signal immediately if anything unusual happens."

Although Qin Ruoyu was confused, he also knew that the matter was serious. He nodded vigorously and said, "Uncle, you and Miss Lin must be careful." After that, he turned and ran towards the city, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Qin Rongchen looked at Lin Wunian, his eyes full of expectation and anxiety: "Miss Lin, is there any way to solve this problem?" His voice was a little hoarse, his brows were furrowed into a deep "川" shape, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Wunian, as if looking for the last ray of light in the darkness.

Lin Wunian frowned slightly, his eyes solemn. After a moment's silence, he slowly spoke, "I'm not completely sure yet. But judging by the appearance and habits of the zombie, we might be able to start by controlling the corpse poison. Ancient books mention that some rare herbs may have detoxifying effects, but I don't know if they'll be effective against this mutated corpse poison."

"There are so many zombies in the house. This door can't hold them back for long. This is not a solution." Qin Rongchen frowned, his eyes full of worry. He looked at Lin Wunian, hoping to get an answer from her.

At this moment, the iron door clanged, each knock like the knock of death, and the rust on the door fell off. The fragile iron door began to crack under the fierce attack of the zombies, as if it would be completely breached in the next second.

Lin Wunian bit her lower lip and thought quickly: "I don't know how many are inside, but it must be a lot. We have to find a way to kill them and then find another way out." Her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for something that could be used.

Qin Rongchen clenched the sword in his hand, "It seems that we can only hold on here for a while. We must not let them rush out of this door and endanger the people in the city." He stood still, ready for battle, staring firmly at the crumbling iron door, and the roar behind the door became more deafening, and the breath of death became stronger.

Lin Wunian's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, which trickled down her cheeks and dripped onto the dusty ground. Her heart pounded like thunder. Amid the deafening clang of zombies pounding against the iron door, she tried to calm herself, but the ever-increasing fear gripped her mind like countless cold hands. Each thump was like the knock of death at the door, and each one made her heart tremble violently, as if death would come at any moment.

She knew she had to rely on knowledge and experience to survive. So, she desperately searched her mind for information on zombies. Ancient books she'd read and legends she'd heard flashed through her mind like images. However, time was running out, and every second of hesitation could make the situation worse.

Unlike ordinary humans, zombies have no sense of pain. Ordinary attacks are just like tickling them, provoking an even more frantic counterattack. She is well aware of this, so she must deliver a fatal blow. But the key is, where is the fatal point?

"Is it the head?" was the first thought that crossed her mind. But she immediately dismissed it. These zombies' skulls seemed to be fortified by a dark force, incredibly hard, impenetrable to ordinary attacks. And what about their hearts? But these zombies' hearts had likely already stopped beating, no longer the core of their movement. Attacking their hearts would likely be futile.

She felt like a blind person groping in the dark, each direction potentially leading to an abyss. Fear and anxiety swirled within her, nearly drowning her sanity. But she couldn't give up; the safety of the people in the city depended on her.

Suddenly, a vague record, buried deep in her memory, flashed through her mind like a flash of lightning. It mentioned that the zombie's spinal cord was the key to their movement, like the strings that controlled a puppet. If the spinal cord could be damaged, perhaps they could be instantly paralyzed, losing their ability to move. This glimmer of hope brought a flicker of determination to her eyes, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Lin Wunian's eyes snapped open, the panic in them gradually giving way to determination. She gripped the dagger tightly, the feel of the weapon giving her a sense of strength. She took a deep breath, regulating her breathing, trying to steady her heartbeat. She stared intently at the rickety iron gate, bracing herself for the zombies that were about to burst through, ready to attack the fatal spinal cord the moment they appeared. At this moment, the iron gate trembled even more violently under the onslaught of the zombies. Like a lone boat on the brink of collapse amidst the raging wind and waves, it seemed as if it would collapse in the next second, letting the surging tide of zombies overwhelm them.

"A strike to their spinal cord would be fatal." Lin Wunian looked at Qin Rongchen with a determined gaze, a glimmer of hope in her eyes, a light that shone like a star in the darkness, dispelling some of the fear that permeated the surroundings. Her voice was steady and powerful, reaching Qin Rongchen's ears clearly amid the clanging of zombies pounding against the iron door.

Qin Rongchen nodded slightly. He saw trust and determination in Lin Wunian's eyes. At this moment, they relied on each other on the brink of life and death. He gripped the sword tightly, and the blade trembled slightly, as if it also sensed the coming fierce battle and was ready to fight with him.

"Once the gate is broken, we'll fight back to back. We can't give them a chance to exploit our weakness," Qin Rongchen responded. His gaze was like a torch, scanning the crumbling iron gate, his heart already prepared for a desperate fight. Every tremor of the iron gate was like the beating of a war drum, urging them to engage in a thrilling battle with these terrifying zombies to protect the people of the city.