When Song Zhe returned, he was just in time for a large wave of corpses to erupt.

The overwhelming zombies are like locusts in transit, and like a continuous tide, constantly pouring towards the center of the city.

Song Zhe didn't know what was going on to make these zombies so violent during the day. Even, he saw several particularly tall figures in the corpse tide, which were dimensional monsters.

Several zombies who didn't know whether they were alive or dead rushed towards Song Zhe, and before they could get close, they were frozen into ice sculptures by Song Zhe.

In order to avoid the interference of these zombies, Song Zhe simply condensed a two-meter-high ice wall around him.

When Song Zhe came back this time, he tried to bring more things, including a rabbit and a dog, as well as about a ton of supplies.

However, with him coming to this world, there were only about 100 catties of supplies, rabbits and dogs had disappeared. Song Zhe looked at this situation and pondered for a while.

One possibility is that his current ability can only carry these things, and in the future, perhaps with the increase in the number of times he shuttles through the world, his ability will be enhanced. Another possibility is that it is impossible to bring living creatures from another world at all, or that this method is not right.

This kind of attempt will have an opportunity in the future, Song Zhe glanced at these things in front of him, except for some food and a simple knife that are more useful, the rest of the gold, silver and jewelry belt is inconvenient to have by his side.

Gold, silver, and jewelry are valuable items in other worlds, but in the last days, they are waste. It's just a free gift, and no one wants it. But it's not okay to stay here like this, and Song Zhe plans to bring some with him next time he shuttles, just in case.

After thinking about it, he decided to dig a pit and bury these things. Otherwise, the zombies with no brains will kick the treasure everywhere.

Since awakening the ice ability, Song Zhe feels that this ability is much more convenient in life in addition to not being able to make fire. You need tools to dig a hole, and you can conjure up a shovel made of ice.

"Whew!" As soon as Song Zhe buried the things, a howl came from the sky.

Even if it was far away, Song Zhe could feel the powerful aura emanating from the other party. That aura was far stronger than his current one, it was a kind of celestial induction.

Song Zhe's face was ugly, and he knew that there was a monster coming out on the other side of the dimensional crack. Moreover, this guy this time is very strong.

Song Zhe had the intention to kill this monster, but unfortunately he didn't have that ability.

There are strong people in the human race, and Song Zhe's ice ability can only be said to be in the middle of the pyramid, and it is no problem to be the king and dominate this survivor base where he has lived since he was a child, but it can only be said to be at an average level in the world.

I don't know when the sky in the east is red all over the side, it is not because the sun is rising, in fact, the sun is now hanging high above Song Zhe.

There was a powerful psychic in the East, Song Zhe didn't know his name, and he didn't know his name, he had only heard others mention it before. That man's strength is unfathomable, and he has a flame that can burn the sky.

In the face of such a powerful monster, that one struck.

Song Zhe was silent for a moment, as he said to Chrissy, this is far from his end, and it cannot be his end. Not even a starting point.

If you don't have the ability to change anything, then live well, and one day you can change your life against the sky.

Without dwelling too much on it, Song Zhe planned to go to the city to have a look, and by the way, he went to say hello to the Tiger Mercenary Group. I want to "thank" them for their hospitality, if it weren't for them, where would he be today?

It is still a familiar road that can no longer be familiar, this road, Song Zhe has walked for more than ten years. How can it be so easy to forget?

Walking alone in the tide of corpses, surrounded by roars, and the hideous appearance of the same kind, Song Zhe sincerely felt a sense of intimacy.

"This is my world."

……

The outbreak of the corpse tide is inseparable from the new monster, but because of this, the survivors who usually hide in the dark corners of the city to survive have suffered a lot.

There were so many zombies that their hiding place was soon discovered. In the face of the waves of corpses, all they can do is to stand up and resist. As for whether it will survive or not, only God knows.

There were thirty-three survivors in this wave.

In the face of the overwhelming tide of corpses, thirty-two of them held backward kinetic weapons and kept shooting. A red-haired man sat alone against a wall, as if the crowd of corpses around him and the resistance of his companions had nothing to do with him.

He looked distractedly to the south, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hailin, what are you doing! Pick up a gun and fight! A strong man looked at Hailin's decadent appearance, and he was angry.

Hailin glanced at him, stood up silently, hung the assault rifle beside him, and came to the front and pulled the trigger.

His marksmanship is very accurate, almost every shot.

Every gunshot is followed by a zombie falling.

However, the so-called drop in the bucket refers to this situation.

Hailin is a sharpshooter and can't play any role, there are too many zombies, especially those dimensional monsters, most of them are invulnerable, and ordinary bullets hitting them are almost like tickling.

The last time Xiang Song Zhe met a monster of the level of the black beetle, there were more than twenty of them in a hurry, where are ordinary people opponents.

Moreover, there are three big golden monsters among them, and their appearances are also varied, and the aura on their bodies is stronger, which is no longer weaker than Song Zhe at this time.

"We're going to die! Damn, how can there be a wave of corpses in broad daylight! "The will of the people quickly collapsed, especially since there were not many bullets, and with such a large-scale consumption, it was quickly declared exhausted.

Fear spread like a plague, and they ran madly to avoid the fate of being torn and eaten by the monsters.

Hailin stood in place, looking at them, his eyes full of helplessness.

Seeing that a thin woman was about to die in the mouth of a zombie, Hailin still chose to take action.

A light blue flame suddenly appeared above the zombie's head, and the body of the attacking zombie stiffened, and then it was burned to ashes by the flames.

The woman's heart was palpitating, and she stared blankly at Hailin, still remembering the scene when she met him a month ago.

They always thought that Hailin was an elm head, never took the initiative to do things, and had to be commanded. And almost all the dirtiest and most tiring work was handed over to him, but who would have thought that such a person would have such a powerful power?

This is the Adept! How could the supernatural who was supposed to be high have fallen to such a state?

Also, the ability they use is fire, and it seems that the only person in the vicinity has the ability to fire.