Chapter 4: The Displaced Residents Were Not Very Friendly

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The infantry fighting vehicle had two large rows of wheels; even if two or three tires burst, it could still move short distances, just a bit slower. Of course, Lu Wenwu hadn’t been reckless enough to directly damage the load-bearing pillars. Instead, he maneuvered through the open steel framework and debris, parking the vehicle beside a pillar that looked like it was barely holding on.

After getting off with Maomao, Lu Wenwu excitedly pulled out the pistol he had scavenged and began firing at the few remaining pillars one by one.

There was no difficulty in operating it. From a distance of two or three meters, anyone without disabilities could hit the target.

The handgun’s noise was considerable, yet the hordes of zombies lurking far away showed no intention of approaching. This was exactly as Lu Wenwu had predicted. Intimidated by the pressure of higher-level lifeforms, these lesser Caramigen zombies dared not come closer. Meanwhile, the giant creature, severely wounded, was in a deep slumber and unlikely to awaken due to such minor disturbances to hunt him down.

The test results appeared quickly. When the pillar next to the infantry fighting vehicle was hit by bullets, the building’s health immediately dropped by three points. However, the impact on the other pillars was negligible, only altering the health by a small fraction.

[What’s Brother Pancake doing now?]

[Probably familiarizing himself with firearms? Even with basic gun education, ordinary people hardly get frequent exposure.]

[I knew he was a fool.]

[Not going out to kill zombies or scavenge supplies, now just playing around? Ridiculous.]

[Wait, Brother Pancake is cooking and shooting here, why aren’t zombies coming over?]

[Maybe because the big guy killed a dozen zombies already, super fierce.]

[No need to curse so harshly. What if he has his own plans? You curse him but where are you, those so-called superhumans, going to dungeons to save the nation?]

[If this trash survives until the dungeon ends, I’ll stand on my head and eat two pounds of Oreos.]

[I took a screenshot.]

[Contact Brother Pancake later, get him some special Oreos.]

No one could understand Lu Wenwu’s actions. Countless spectators in Shenzhou were losing their composure, generally believing he had given up. But Lu Wenwu himself felt calm, quickly rummaging through his backpack.

He piled all the explosives he had scavenged in the corner between the pillar and the infantry fighting vehicle. Besides that, he even pushed over the small cart that held the egg pancake from before.

He took out all the coal chunks from the cart, including those burning in the stove, fire chopsticks, charcoal, a large bottle of oil, and a liquefied gas canister freshly filled just yesterday.

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He then stowed the cart away.

“Maomao, be ready to run.”

Lu Wenwu clicked his tongue and expertly turned the valve a little. With his left hand, he placed the entire liquefied gas stove directly atop the piles of coal and charcoal. His right hand smashed the bottle of oil against the infantry fighting vehicle, then used the fire chopsticks to pick up a burning coal piece and threw it onto the vehicle.

“Demolition time!”

The bond between master and pet was unspoken. As the flames erupted, they promptly fled at full speed.

“Whoosh!”

Fueled by the oil, towering flames shot up instantly, engulfing more than half of the infantry fighting vehicle. The fire followed the flow of oil, dripping and spreading, gradually covering the surrounding corpses, soaked in blood and rot.

The intense heat scorched the air, distorting everything into an unreal scene.

Dragged along by Maomao as they dashed through the street, Lu Wenwu had no time to admire his handiwork. Together, they sprinted toward a small building where zombies were sparse.

They didn’t fear being discovered and surrounded by zombies. Until the mutated giant zombie was dead, its oppressive presence kept all the zombies at bay, keeping them out of a certain radius.

Regardless of whether the plan succeeded, the loud explosions would attract the attention of nearby zombies, drawing them all to the building.

Any careless ones could be killed if necessary.

Now, Lu Wenwu’s only worry was being caught in the collapsing building’s debris.

Maomao, running at a top speed of 12, frantically dragged its owner along, fearing they’d be crushed if they slowed down.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted beneath the previously targeted building.

Terrifying flames and shockwaves hurled countless charred skeletons and dust into the air. The already cracked pillar shattered with a huge hole.

Even more horrifying, the gap kept widening and crumbling.

Lu Wenwu, pulled by Maomao, dashed toward the small building previously chosen.

If he had looked back, he would have seen that the building’s health had been halved in an instant. The remaining few hundred points were rapidly dwindling as the reinforced concrete structure groaned under the strain.

The harsh rumbling continued as numerous explosives detonated. Countless shells, unloaded from cannons, flew freely, tearing the already crumbling building apart.

With another massive blast, the damaged supporting structure finally failed to hold up the nearly forty-story skyscraper.

The explosion Lu Wenwu triggered was the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

The lower floors bent and disintegrated, causing the barely stable upper floors to crack continuously.

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The shocking cracks rapidly spread across the entire wall. The once towering skyscraper collapsed in an instant.

The violent explosions and the building’s collapse finally woke the giant zombie from its deep slumber.

It opened its blood-red eyes and roared wildly.

At its level, it was no longer a mindless beast driven only by bloodlust and hunger. Undoubtedly, it was an intelligent lifeform, its intellect on par with humans.

It tried to use its formidable physique to escape, leaping onto the opposite building to get out of danger.

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