Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Cheng Jingyi remained unmoved. The energy scattered and even climbed fiercely onto Cheng Jingyi's arm, attempting to corrode his flesh and bones clean.

Cheng Jingyi strengthened his mental barrier, his face becoming even colder, and with his other hand, he tore off the zombie's constantly shaking head: "Goodbye."

He shattered the energy core in his hand.

The sharp wails stopped abruptly. They surged continuously within Cheng Jingyi's palm, bright and sharp white in color, and continued to dissipate into the air at a visible speed.

Shen Yisui sensed the energy weakening, and he relaxed slightly. As he turned his head, he suddenly heard a loud bang outside.

"The northern part of the West District has fallen. All personnel in the West District are to evacuate immediately! A second round of airstrikes will be launched soon; targets have been identified..."

Before Shen Yisui could hear clearly, several more cannon shots blasted into his ears, numbing his senses. The entire building shook violently, and Shen Yisui lost his balance and fell to the side.

The tables and chairs inside the room spun out of control, and the corpses of the zombies all crashed to the ground. Several dull thuds rang out, and the air was instantly filled with the mingled smells of gunpowder and blood.

Cheng Jingyi also lost his balance, and the table and chairs crashed into his knees. He staggered back a step, and the mental energy he used to suppress and divide in his palm paused for a moment.

In those few short seconds, the shattered energy core reformed. Cheng Jingyi felt a sharp pain in his palm. He frowned and saw that the headless zombie had actually reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Die...die!"

The overwhelming pressure of spiritual energy was unbearable for those inside, and the remaining few were thrown out of the energy circle. Black rings continued to rise, their numbers increasing until they enveloped Cheng Jingyi and pulled him directly into them.

"Cheng Jingyi!" Shen Yisui sensed something was wrong and rushed forward to grab Cheng Jingyi's arm.

The pressure grew heavier and heavier, and he was forced back several steps by the aftershocks of the mental force as soon as he got close.

The vortex centered on the headless zombie could only contain Cheng Jingyi. Cheng Jingyi's mental strength was the most unique, and he was chosen as the headless zombie's primary target from the very beginning.

[Warning! Warning! Unexpected anomaly: The zombie horde has arrived ahead of schedule! Host, please prepare! Host, please prepare!]

The alarm, signaling a desperate attempt to survive, suddenly sounded above Shen Yisui's head.

The surviving ball, its body now completely red, floated down beside Shen Yisui and said anxiously, "Cheng Jingyi can't avoid the battle with the zombie king; it's his own mission! You better find a way to protect yourself, or you'll be eaten by zombies soon!"

The shelling outside continued, and the building swayed precariously. Shen Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and quickly sifted through possible solutions in his mind.

Hordes of zombies surged into the building, with rubble raining down. The sirens below had long since disappeared; the military troops had just advanced into the center of the western district when they were overwhelmed by the mountainous horde of zombies.

"Run! Run!"

"It's a zombie horde! A zombie horde! Retreat! Retreat!"

"The intelligence was wrong! Retreat immediately—ah!!!"

Shen Yisui could hear the screams from below even from the top floor. He had no time to care about anything else, so he slammed the iron gate shut and locked it from the back.

The zombie horde won't last long. They're only affected by the energy wave. As long as they hold out until Cheng Jingyi comes out, the zombies will disperse on their own...

Shen Yisui was in a daze. He and Yi Yi together held the mechanical door shut, blocking the passage for the zombies to enter.

The number of zombies outside the door was already unknown; they relentlessly rammed into the door, tearing at its metal surface. The mechanical door trembled, and dents and scars soon appeared on its surface.

Yi pushed all the tables and chairs in the room to block them. His expression wasn't good. He only said, "The downstairs has been flooded for a long time. It's only a matter of time before they rush in."

"Every second counts," Shen Yisui said, frowning. "You and I can still buy some time."

Yi clicked his tongue, dropped the water droplet, and said to Shen Yisui, "I don't have a gun. You go in later, and I'll assist you."

Shen Yi hummed in agreement. He quickly conjured an ice blade and severed the zombie's finger that had crawled into the crevice. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

"They're up there too, by the window! They've climbed up!"

The moment the sound faded, the window next to them was smashed down by a zombie's fist.

The banging continued, and more and more zombies joined in, crawling all over the window like worms, preventing even a sliver of light from getting in.

This building has special defensive features and is not so easy to destroy. The windows are also bulletproof glass and will not be damaged in a short time. But the zombies frantically climbed up, and those who fell were smashed to pieces, and the gaps were filled by newcomers.

Shen Yisui's expression was cold and stern. He stood in front of the window and heard two cracking sounds, followed by the sound of glass shards falling.

"Roar--"

A zombie's arm reached in through the window hole. Shen Yisui sensed the movement and swiftly severed the arm with his knife.

A line of blood splattered on the window, and the zombie roared as it fell from the sky. Soon after, the head of another zombie slammed down on it.

Shen Yisui's expression remained unchanged; he had nowhere to retreat now. Outside the door were hordes of zombies, and the windows were crawling with them.

His only option was to grasp the ice blade before the mental storm ended and to cut them all down before they ate him.

Once this period is over, it's all over.

Shen Yisui's arm ached, but the water droplets Yi Yi gave him were enough. He stood in front of the window and kicked away a zombie that was lunging at him.

The windows were all shattered, and zombies frantically crawled into the house. Shen Yisui skillfully pierced their heads, crushing all the crystal cores hidden in their brains.

"Weak weak!"

A voice sounded behind Shen Yisui, who paused and heard a heavy impact beside him.

Yi flashed forward, ignoring his injuries, and lunged towards the window. The hem of Ruoruo's shirt glimpsed before his eyes. He desperately grabbed Ruoruo's arm, his voice trembling, "Ruoruo, hold on to me! Don't let go, hold on to me..."

"elder brother……"

With his knee injured, Yi gripped the wrist tightly as the zombies bit him, and as he spoke, he suddenly felt a lightness in his weight.

Yi was slightly stunned. He quickly climbed to the windowsill and saw only the severed arm that he was holding onto, hanging in mid-air.

Below was a vast, dark expanse, and the faint figure had long been swallowed up by it.

"So weak!!!"

A heart-wrenching sound exploded beside Shen Yisui, as if filled with resentment and utter disgust.

Yi's eyes were bloodshot. He clenched his severed arm tightly and, looking up, finally couldn't hold back a single tear.

Fortunately, Shen Yisui was blind and could not see, and Cheng Jingyi was not with them either.

Yi Yi quickly wiped away the tears with his fingertips. He swallowed hard, suppressing his emotions and not showing much emotion.