Chapter 2: The Flight for Life

“What time is this to be joking around?” Gong Wanru snapped angrily, pointing ahead. “The zombies are coming again.”

“Piece of cake. Watch this.” Ye Nan didn’t flinch or dodge. Just like before, he slammed his foot on the accelerator and charged straight at the zombies, knocking three of them flying.

One after another, Ye Nan kept ramming the zombies blocking the road, gradually closing in on the Jinhu residential area where Gong Wanru was located.

Ahead, a dense horde of zombies was gathered, blocking the middle of the road—at least a hundred of them.

Ye Nan furrowed his brow deeply. A few zombies could be knocked aside, but facing over a hundred was another matter. If the car got stuck in the horde, even with his powers, the outcome would be grim.

According to Ye Nan’s calculations, even using his powers, he could handle at most a dozen zombies at once. Now, with hundreds in front of him, he had no choice but to use strategy—there was no room for reckless fighting.

Gong Wanru instinctively grabbed Ye Nan’s hand, anxiety etched in her voice. “What do we do? What do we do?”

Ye Nan pointed toward a distant building, his voice steady and resolute. “I’ll lure the zombies to that building, circle around it, then come back. After I leave, stay inside the car. No matter what happens, don’t come out. Just wait patiently.”

Gong Wanru worriedly said, “This... this is too dangerous. Let’s think of another way.”

Ye Nan sighed. “There’s no time. This is the only way right now. Alright, I’m going. You be careful too.”

He opened the car door, stepped out, took out his phone, and blasted music at full volume. The zombies immediately got attracted, roaring madly as they surged forward.

Ho ho ho!!!

The zombies weren’t very fast. Ye Nan treated them like a kite on a string, keeping a safe distance. As long as he didn’t get surrounded by a large number of zombies from front and back, he was safe.

Calling forth his Thunder Sword, Ye Nan cut through any stray zombies blocking his way to the building, carving a bloody path for himself.

Step by step, Ye Nan approached the building.

Inside the car, Gong Wanru curled up in the passenger seat, her face pale.

A few zombies hadn’t been drawn away; they pounded on the car windows, baring their pale teeth in a terrifying snarl.

Gong Wanru was frightened. Through the window, she could see Ye Nan’s retreating figure in the distance. Oddly, a strange emotion welled up inside her.

Before the apocalypse, she was a high-and-mighty female CEO who never looked twice at a lowly security guard like Ye Nan. Yet it was this very man who saved her life, even risking his own to lead hundreds of zombies away so they could survive.

All this was shaking Gong Wanru’s fragile heart.

Yes, others could do the same. As a CEO, she had endured countless hardships; she could not be weaker than anyone else.

With these thoughts, she gradually calmed, a flicker of resolve appearing on her face. The zombies outside no longer seemed so terrifying.

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