Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ratatatat…

The body of a fat Caucasian male with a tie was hit by a dozen or so bullets continuously. The impact of the bullets made his body shake continuously. From inside his beer belly, which had been gnawed open, a length of intestines dragged across the ground. It was torn in half by the bullets. Multiple bullet holes appeared on the body.

However, he completely ignored all this as if it were nothing. His body withstood the force generated by the bullets as he walked slowly forward. His eyes, which had long lost their vigor and stopped moving, were fixed in one direction as if longing for something. It appeared to be as devoted as a person on a pilgrimage.

It was a three-story building that was very wide. Outside and surrounding the building was a five-meter-tall, thick stone wall. On top of the wall were the continuous sounds of electromagnetic machine guns rolling, as well as other gunshots. Bullets upon bullets, as well as all kinds of fireballs and wind blades, flew toward him like a sandstorm.

Bang!

Finally, a bullet hit the Caucasian male in the middle of his forehead. He fell backward to the ground while looking into the sky as if he had finally found solace and returned home. The eyes that had already lost awareness looked toward the last afterglow of the sun as if they did not want to close just yet.

However, immediately after, in his “field of vision,” a dark brown, bloodstained high-heel appeared. The heel rammed into his eye socket, popping his already gray eyeball like a balloon. Black, cold blood exited the eye socket as the heel was pulled out. After that, a blood-soaked white tennis shoe with mashed flesh on its sole stomped on his head before being raised up, moving forward, and leaving the head behind.

The body that had been reduced to a pile of dead meat in the hot temperatures and had lost its life was quickly turned into a mess of flesh after being stepped on countless times, exposing guts, broken ribs, and other internal organs.

As for the army of other “pilgrims,” they continued to walk over him.

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On top of the Guard Bureau building, with the M110 raised in his arms, Feng Luo kept moving the rifle while aiming at the zombie horde below but did not take any shots.

The sounds of machine guns and assault rifles firing were deafening in other locations either below his floor or behind him. Energy waves fluctuated, with bullets, fireballs, and wind blades flying off toward the group of zombies already at the wall and the gate of the Bureau. However, the densely packed group of zombies did not seem to be reduced.

Weapons like machine guns could be said to be one of the most powerful when used against other monsters, but when facing zombies, their power was greatly reduced. The same went for the skills of Manipulators. That was because these living dead who had turned into mindless monsters after being infected by the T-virus and could not resist it had no weak points on their bodies except for their brains and spines.

Even Feng Luo’s M110, equipped with the Eye of the Thunder Gun Magazine with improved stats, could only deal less than 500 damage when hitting other body parts of a zombie, so there was no need to imagine the damage dealt by a single shot from a machine gun, which had low damage in the first place.

Moreover, the brains and spines of the zombies were harder regions. The destructive power of machine guns was weak, so these zombies would only die from accumulated bullet damage. As such, even if multiple machine guns fired and many area-of-effect attacks were continuously released, the huge zombie army still encroached upon the periphery of the Guard Bureau one step at a time.

It was a good thing the machine gun bullets still made an impact. Added to that was the five-meter-tall stone wall surrounding the Bureau. The zombies still could not get into the Guard Bureau as of yet; instead, the building provided the players on the scene with a great opportunity to get some experience.

However, not all zombies failed to enter!

An approximately two-meter-long monster with all of its muscle as well as its brain exposed on the outside—whose four limbs had already mutated into rows of claws—moved quickly inside the zombie horde. Its speed was so fast that it was hard for people to see it clearly.

Forager, Level 45 Elite. HP: 12,000.

Visual perception mutation. Exceptional auditory and olfactory perception. Possesses the ability to crawl on walls and ceilings, paired with amazing jumping ability. Devouring fresh meat increases its vitality recovery rate.

12,000 HP wasn’t too high. However, compared to the T-virus-infected zombies that moved slowly and did not have any means of attack, its threat level was on a completely different level. This Elite monster that had evolved and mutated from a zombie possessed agility that far surpassed the level that a “dead person” could ever achieve, as well as frightening attack power. Its speed was also amazingly fast.

Apart from that, the long tongue, which was similar to the Alien, could also easily pierce through the bulletproof vests worn by members of the guard team. It could even puncture through their eye sockets and directly destroy the brains by turning them to mush. Most importantly, it possessed the ability to crawl on walls like a gecko, as well as a ten-meter-long jumping ability.

This meant that getting past the five-meter stone wall surrounding the Guard Bureau was as easy as jumping over hurdles!

“Jee!”

After running at high speed among the zombie horde for half a minute, the Forager finally could be held back no longer. It leaped into the air, easily landing on the wall.

“Ah!”

In a bunker-like location on the wall, a guard soldier who was shooting with a guard-issue assault rifle shouted. Before he could fire his assault rifle—

Bang!

A gunshot sounded. Above him, a bullet came flying downward and struck the body of the Forager.

Bang!

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The armor-break effect of the double armor-piercing round—although it landed accurately and created a bowl-sized hole in its head, the Forager in the game did not die straight away. The exposed brain was only its weak point; it was not its fatal weakness!

At the same time, the Forager crawling on the wall raised its head and ignored the panicked guard soldier who was running away. Instead, it looked directly at Feng Luo’s direction.

It had lost both its eyes. Replacing them were unique, mutated sensory cells on the surface of its face that had an extraordinary defense. Although it could not directly “see” things, it possessed the ability to sense the existence of life forms, even through buildings.

As such, it came at him!

Bang!

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−589

The Forager moved at high speed. Its route was very erratic. Feng Luo’s second shot failed to hit the right spot and only dealt normal damage that did not even reach 1,000.

And at that time, it was already on the side of the Bureau building within the walls. It crawled quickly toward Feng Luo along the straight stone wall.

Bang!

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−2356

However, Feng Luo, who had already equipped the Eye of the Thunder Gun Magazine, had a firing rate that far surpassed ordinary Snipers. His next double armor-piercing round had already exited the gun’s chamber, and the target was the Forager’s brain.

The shot hit close to the location of the first shot. Although it still did not deal lethal damage, after three shots, the HP of the Forager was a little bit more than half. But by now, the Forager that was crawling on the wall was already less than three meters away from Feng Luo!

From Feng Luo’s angle, he could even already see its mouth, which was filled with sharp white teeth with slices of shredded red meat hanging between them. He could smell the foul stench of blood emanating from the mouth with its long tongue inside!

“Jee!” The Forager squealed in excitement. It could almost taste the nearby food that made its stomach grumble. It was only one step away from it.

Bang!

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However, the distance of one step might as well have been an eternity.

With the sound of a gunshot, the Level-45 Elite monster that was already within close proximity to Feng Luo was hit right in the center of its brain by a slowly rotating bullet.

After that, the small item whose diameter was not even half a centimeter suddenly turned into a powerful force after it exploded and dissolved, dealing weak-point damage that exceeded 2,000.

Even its claws that had incredible suction strength and were already deeply embedded into the wall failed to resist the strong force. Its body fell down as if it had been hit by a giant boulder. Its ten claws left claw marks that went from deep to shallow on the stone wall, looking like blade marks.

“Roar!”

In an instant, it fell almost to the bottom. The Forager finally stabilized its body before it raised its head and roared angrily in Feng Luo’s direction.

Bang!

However, just as it raised its head, its eye that already lost its vision suddenly felt something that was extremely hot and rotating at high speed.

−500

−2399

It was more weak-point damage!

Killed Forager (Level 45 Elite). Contribution: 100%. Obtained 480 experience and one Merit!

Feng Luo put away the Desert Eagle and raised the M110 to search for another target. This was the third Forager he had killed!

Only Feng Luo, a player whose vision, firing speed, and accuracy exceeded that of normal players, could deal with Foragers as easily as this. Moreover, solo-killing an Elite Forager had earned him a Merit!