Chapter 9: A Time of Crisis and Being Saved

The Holy Light avoided dangerous roads according to the prompts of a certain machine spirit, and began to approach the mountain, and in the process of walking, the Holy Light also killed many zombies, all of which were alone, if it was a group, the Holy Light really did not dare to kill. Although this journey is very dangerous, what brings the Holy Light is not exercise?

And the holy light also killed a lot of zombies, adding a lot of origin to himself, although he didn't kill too many in a hurry, but at least he still killed about a hundred, and even killed two special zombies, although every time he used the holy light energy in his body to kill, and he had to rest for a few minutes after killing, if it wasn't for only an hour of evolution time, he still wanted to kill a few more.

"It's finally here, I'm almost exhausted." The holy light muttered softly, and at the same time wiped the sweat on his head with his bloodstained hands without any scruples, at this time his face was a little pale, although killing a lot of zombies added a lot of origin to him, but that origin only added his potential, and it was not directly stronger, so his repeated consumption of physical strength made him a little unbearable.

"It's coming, there's still a little more, it's almost there."

The Holy Light cheered himself, and at the same time dragged his tired body and began to slowly go up the mountain, after all, he had only arrived at the foot of the mountain at this time, and he was still a little far from the school, although his physical strength was too much, but the origin in his body was also exerting its power, slowly nourishing the physical strength of the Holy Light, how could this not be a way of cultivation?

The physical strength is exhausted, making the body very tired, but after recovery, he can feel that he has become a little stronger, this is just the physique of ordinary people, not to mention that the holy light has just killed so many zombies, and the origin has increased a lot, so he can recover quickly, and he can also feel that he is getting stronger.

Although it is slow, but this is the best performance of his own efforts, and the control of his own strength is very good, unlike some people who get huge power all of a sudden and can't control it, the strong can't even control their own strength, what is it called a strong man, of course, if you can give him the power to climb to the sky in one step, it would be better, after all, don't do it in vain, who will refuse a strong power?

"Ha~ha~, little Lingling, how long is there?" The Holy Light asked with a few gasps, at this point he was worried that time was running out.

[Ding, the master still has five minutes and thirty-two seconds, the master hurry up, they are about to wake up, and the master's current strength is not enough to fight. 】

“… I know, but I'm so tired and I want to rest. The Holy Light smiled bitterly, he already felt that he was about to lose his strength, and now every step was good and he wanted to spend a lot of strength, his body was too tired.

[Ding, come on, master, it's almost there, as long as the master climbs over the high wall in front of him and sneaks into the school, the master can be said to be much safer. 】

The Holy Light looked at the high wall erected a few hundred meters in front of him, and smiled bitterly, can it be said that it is safe? He didn't believe that there were no zombies in a school at Moda, but this was his best chance, otherwise when those zombies came to their senses, he would have to kneel.

Not to mention that he has to find a safe place after entering, I'm afraid he can't do it with his current physical strength, but the holy light has no choice, if he doesn't enter, he will die, he wants to live!

I don't know if it aroused the Holy Light's desire to live, the Holy Light felt a little stronger, and he also knew that he was just overdrawing his physical strength at this time, if he couldn't find a safe place during this time, when the outbreak was over, he really had no strength.

The Holy Light quickly reached the bottom of the wall, but he was a little confused, how to climb over it now, so high, the Holy Light began to retreat some distance and then sprint and jump.

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The Holy Light's hand was still a lot worse than the wall, and it hit the wall directly and then fell, and the Holy Light looked at the high wall hatefully, and then looked around to see if there were any tools or something, because the Holy Light did not come up from the front, but from the back of the school, so the zombies can be said to be scarce and pitiful, so the sound that the Holy Light just made did not wake up many zombies, and there were only a few kittens.

[Ding, master, there is a ladder not far behind your left side, and the master can use the ladder to get over. 】

At this time, the machine spirit told the Holy Light a good news, and now the Holy Light sighed that God had finally not abandoned him, and he had finally been transferred.

The Holy Light didn't have time to guess how it would suddenly be transferred, so he ran directly to get the ladder, and then put it on the wall, although it was still a little out of reach, but now this little distance Holy Light can jump up.

Soon the Holy Light climbed the high wall and looked at the school, and it almost scared him to death when he saw that it didn't matter.

"I'm so, so much, playing with fart." The Holy Light directly burst into foul language, and saw that the whole school was full of zombies, although they didn't move, but was this amount going to kill him?

The Holy Light had no choice but to start walking along the wall, hoping to find a place to let him go down, he couldn't go back the way he came, and there was no time for him to return, and finally he saw a good place to stay, there was a small house like a warehouse close to the wall, and although there were some zombies around this house, but there were not many, they were all ordinary zombies and there was no big problem.

And the problem of time and physical strength does not allow the Holy Light to think too much, the Holy Light can only jump quickly, because the physical strength is rapidly subsiding, the Holy Light twisted his foot when he landed, which made the Holy Light suddenly gasp.

"Hiss~, damn it, it hurts, no, it's almost time, you have to hurry."

The Holy Light dragged himself slowly closer to the warehouse-like house, and the Holy Light finally came to a window and pushed it hard to find that he couldn't retreat, gritting his teeth, the Holy Light began to search for other windows, and found that each window could not be pushed, as if it was sealed inside.

Suddenly the holy light's eyes lit up, that is to say, there may be someone inside, the holy light hurriedly knocked on the window gently, the beating was very rhythmic, he didn't want the people inside to mistakenly think that this was a zombie knocking on the door, and then slowly moved to the position of the door, and began to knock, but now there is not much time left to wake up.

[Ding, there are still thirty seconds, master, let's go, it's too late if you don't leave, master! ] 】

The Holy Light smiled bitterly and listened to the shouts of the machine spirit in his head, what can he do in thirty seconds? If he was in his heyday, he might be fine, but now, Shengguang looked at the closed door, and then turned his head to look at the zombies not far away, at this time, his face was not only a wry smile but a bitter smile, "It seems, am I going to die here?" The Holy Light sighed, then clenched the machete in his hand and leaned against the door.

The holy light stretched out his hand and touched his pocket, then took out a shriveled cigarette case from it, looked at the only one in it, smiled bitterly, then took it out and put it on his mouth, and then took out the lighter in the cigarette case, and lit the cigarette with a "pop~".

"Whew~~~"

The Holy Light slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, stared at the sky with misty eyes, ignored the shouts of a certain machine spirit in his mind, and secretly said in his heart, "Do you really want to die here?" It's a pity, I still want to see more of the other worlds, I still want to be immortal, but I didn't expect it to end so soon, what a pity. ’

At this time, the Holy Light didn't cry or shout anything, but felt very pity, silently smoked the last puff of the cigarette, then threw away the cigarette, took a deep breath and prepared to kill more zombies before he died, because he had already seen the zombies' bodies shake again, and then before he could stand up straight from the door, he felt that there was nothing behind him, and then he fell directly backwards, and saw a few figures through the light, and at the same time, a trace of relief flashed in the Holy Light's eyes, and then he passed out.