I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

"Ok?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Boss Wu's eyes. He stared straight at the huge eyes in front of him. Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask something, an even stronger and more piercing pain instantly overwhelmed him like a surging tide.

In an instant, his eyes suddenly fell into an endless dark abyss. A zombie emitting a foul odor used its sharp claws to dig his eyeballs out of his eye sockets, and warm blood gushed out like a fountain.

As time passed, the screams and pleas for mercy that were once heard one after another in this once bustling camp soon became silent except for the creepy chewing of zombies.

The horrible chewing sound was like the drumbeat of death, beating against this deadly place again and again.

Boss Wu, the demon who lived by cannibalism in the apocalypse and whose hands were stained with countless blood, was hunted by numerous zombies like hungry wolves and eventually became a delicious meal for the zombies, leaving only a pile of bones.

Just as Boss Wu was being eaten crazily by zombies and died miserably, Qin Zhong, led by Pan Hongwei, had already arrived at the second cannibal gathering place without stopping.

However, the scene before them was far beyond their expectations.

This camp, which usually has its gates tightly closed and looks like an impenetrable fortress, now has its gates wide open, like a gaping bloody mouth, as if silently telling something.

A breeze blew by, and the wind seemed to carry a hint of chill. Qin Zhong suddenly frowned. His keen sense of smell caught the strong and almost suffocating smell of blood in the air.

The smell of blood was like an invisible poisonous snake, slowly spreading from the camp to the surrounding area, making people shudder.

"Could it be that this place has been breached by high-level zombies or mutant beasts?" Qin Zhong secretly speculated in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly increase his vigilance.

Pan Hongwei also noticed the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air. He frowned, and his voice was filled with tension and vigilance: "The smell of blood hasn't dissipated yet. It seems that the gathering place was breached not long ago. Brother Qin, we have to be careful. The high-level zombies or mutant beasts inside may not have left yet!"

"Don't worry, the destruction here was probably caused by humans, not zombies or mutant beasts!"

Qin Zhong sniffed slightly, a thoughtful look on his face as he spoke word by word, "There are no zombies or mutants in the air. Instead of that sickening stench of decay, there's only a faint smell of gunpowder. So, it's very likely that another powerful individual has breached this place. Furthermore, this powerful individual must be incredibly powerful, leaving the cannibals here no time to react or retreat!"

Ever since learning that these gathering places survived on cannibalism, Qin Zhong dubbed them the "cannibals."

The meaning is self-evident. In Qin Zhong's mind, these cannibals are no longer worthy of being called human beings. They are like zombies, monsters that he can slaughter at will.

"This...Brother Qin, how did you guess that?"

Hearing Qin Zhong's words, Pan Hongwei scratched his head in confusion, his eyes full of doubts. "You and I are just new here, and we know nothing about the situation inside. Perhaps the winner is the cannibal here!"

He really couldn't understand how Qin Zhong could make such a judgment so confidently.

……

"Haha, this is very simple. You can tell from the situation at the door."

In response to Pan Hongwei's doubts, Qin Zhong just smiled lightly, with a hint of confidence in his smile.

He just explained, "Look, even though the ground at the gate is riddled with bullet holes, there's not a single drop of blood. This shows that the strong men who attacked the camp weren't injured when they broke through the gate. This shows how powerful they are!"

At this point, Qin Zhong pointed his finger at the ground, pointing to a spot. "Look there, besides these bullet holes at the entrance, there's only this line of faint footprints. There must be many people in this gathering place, but there's only one footprint leaving here. So, I guess that strong man must have calmly entered the camp, eliminated these cannibals, and then slowly left alone."

"what!"

After hearing Qin Zhong's analysis, Pan Hongwei's face changed slightly. He was so surprised that his mouth was wide open. His voice was trembling. "How is it possible? The leader of this camp is Liu Yidao, who is even stronger than Boss Wu. There are at least 70 or 80 cannibals in the camp, all equipped with weapons, even heavy weapons like Type 89 heavy machine guns and rocket launchers... Under such firepower, how could one person wipe them all out? This is too unrealistic!"

He shook his head vigorously. In his opinion, it was simply a fantasy to fight against the power of such a powerful gathering place with one person's strength.

"Why is this impossible? Don't you understand what Boss Wu is doing? To be honest, among us, Yang Han and I both have this ability!"

Seeing Pan Hongwei's incredulous expression, Qin Zhong shook his head and said calmly, "There are always people better than you. Although the apocalyptic virus has brought devastating disasters to mankind, it has also brought endless room for development. So, don't ever think that you are the best in the world, or you will die without knowing how."

After saying that, Qin Zhong looked at the dark gathering place and said, "Let's go in and see what's going on. If we delay any longer, the smell of blood will probably attract a large number of zombies."

After saying that, Qin Zhong took a step forward and was the first to step into the camp gate. Behind him, Yang Han, Pan Hongwei, Xiao Li and others followed behind with alert faces.

Everyone's eyes revealed vigilance and tension, and they held their weapons tightly, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

"What a cruel method!"

As soon as he entered the camp, Qin Zhong took a breath of cold air. The cold air seemed to carry ice chips, which instantly made his body stiffen.

Pan Hongwei and others who came in later, saw the scene in front of them, and all exclaimed in surprise. They took two steps back and then calmed their violently beating hearts.

Because, right in front of everyone, in the center of this gathering place, stood a Jingguan hill made up of human heads.

This small mountain of human heads, about five meters high and four meters wide, is made entirely of piled-up human heads. Each head faces the camp gate, as if expressing their unwillingness and fear before death.

These skulls all have an obvious feature, that is, there is a blood hole with a diameter of about five or six centimeters in the center of the skull.

It seems that the owners of these heads were all shot in the head with some weapon by someone, which was a fatal blow. Then their heads were cut off and displayed here to form this small mountain of human heads.

The bloody scene was like a horrific painting that was too horrifying to look at.

"Is this Jingguan? How cruel!"

At this time, Xiao Li said in a low voice, that voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying endless chill, "I didn't expect that in the end times, there are still people who use this method to intimidate others!"

"Yes!"

Qin Zhongzhong nodded, walked closer, and carefully examined the Jingguan Hill from top to bottom. He shared with interest, "I remember Jingguan was first mentioned in the Zuo Zhuan, Xuan Gong 12th year, during the Battle of Bi between Jin and Chu. The Chu general Pan Dang suggested 'collecting the corpses of the Jin people and building a Jingguan' to demonstrate military prowess and intimidate the enemy."

"Back then, they piled up the heads or corpses they had captured, rammed the earth, and formed a platform. Some could be several feet high, commonly known as 'Skull Mountain' or 'Skull Terrace.' I think this person really hated evil! The purpose of doing this was probably to deter cannibals!"

"Uh...uh..."

As Qin Zhong was explaining, a breeze suddenly blew in from the hill of human heads. The wind seemed to carry the resentment of the dead, and with the wind came terrifying sounds like the wailing of evil spirits.

It seemed as if Qin Zhong's words touched something, making everyone subconsciously feel that those heads seemed to be still alive and wailing.

Seeing this horrifying scene, even the special forces soldiers such as Xiao Li, Langya, Monkey, who were used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but shudder.

This scene was truly too terrifying, as if the wind really came from hell.