Apocalyptic Red Alert

While touching his cheek, Han Feng asked Luna, "Luna, can I really still be considered a human being now?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, you now need to rest and replenish your physical strength and nutrition.

Then Han Feng asked, and Luna said the wrong answer. Because... Luna didn't know how to talk about this matter.

According to the detection of the red alert system, Han Feng has not completely mutated at this time. But... Luna herself couldn't say this sentence no matter what.

"Where's the gs virus in my body? How's it going?"

Lowering his swinging arms, Han Feng continued to stare at himself in the mirror and asked.

"Report to the Korean team that the GS virus in your body is temporarily dormant."

"Tell me, what did the gs virus do to me?"

As soon as the topic changed, Han Feng asked himself "in a different way" if it was a human topic.

"..."

After Han Feng asked, Luna was silent for a few seconds, and finally said intermittently, "Reporting to Team Han, the gs virus... enhanced your body's strength, durability, and... and defense..."

"In that case, it's still a "good thing"...hehe..."

Clenching his fists, Han Feng suddenly laughed at himself.

Through these few words, Han Feng knew that... he was now half-human and half-corpse, and he would never...never be able to go back to the past.

Staggeringly taking off his clothes, Han Feng walked under the shower.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

In the bathroom, cold water rushed down my head and flowed all over my body.

Feeling the "coldness" coming from everywhere in his body, the look in Han Feng's eyes gradually became firm.

"You must... you must hold on!"

With his lips opening and closing, Han Feng thought that as long as he waited until the time machine was built... then these problems would no longer bother him!

"Luna, summon ten police dogs... and ask them to search along the road leading to the Building Materials City. I think... after the battles in the past few days, the zombies must be severely weakened. Let's take this opportunity to quickly collect enough materials."

After saying the previous sentence, Han Feng closed the door to soak in the rain, and continued worriedly, "If it's too late... I'm afraid that more zombies will come from elsewhere..."

"Okay Team Korea, ten police dogs are being summoned, please wait..."

After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng put on the hospital gown again...

"laugh……"

Han Feng opened the ward door and came to the corridor to see Tanya and Natasha who looked worried.

"Hat, mask, gloves... go ahead." After saying a few words, Han Feng turned around and walked back to the ward.

A few minutes later...

Tanya held a cloth bag and opened the door to the ward.

Under Han Feng's gaze, Tanya opened the cloth bag, which was full of various types of hats, gloves, etc... At the bottom of the cloth bag, there was also a brand new set of clothes.

"A few days ago, the leather sheath of your knife was broken, and the belt of your telekinetic weapon was also broken. I ordered a new batch to be made for you..."

As she spoke, Tanya took out a lot of things from her bag...

"You pack up first, I'll go out and wait for you."

After explaining, Tanya turned around and went out...

"well……"

After watching Tanya leave and looking at the puddle of clothes on the bed, Han Feng sighed softly.

When he put on his coat, Han Feng discovered that Tanya had thoughtfully placed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his pocket.

Opening the cigarette package, Han Feng took out one and lit it.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Han Feng began to choose hats, masks and other coverings...

A few minutes later, Han Feng, "fully armed", walked out of the ward.

A pitch black coat with a black peaked cap, a pair of black gloves and a black cloth mask. Looking from a distance... Han Feng, dressed in black, changed his previous appearance.

"Let's go."

After speaking softly, Han Feng took the lead in lifting his legs and leaving the ward.

Standing outside the hospital gate, Han Feng glanced at the red police soldiers surrounded in front of him, then closed his eyes... and quietly felt the warmth of the sun.

"I don't know...how long I can feel it..."

Lowering his head, Han Feng frowned and muttered to himself.

"Luna, remove the soldiers on duty."

Since he is "all right" now, these soldiers have no reason to continue on duty.

"Okay, Team Korea."

"Send me a car, and by the way... I'm getting some nutritional ointments." After saying that, Han Feng turned his eyes and looked in the direction of Xicheng and continued, "Have the police dogs been released to find out the news?"

"Report to the Korean team, ten police dogs are currently investigating."

"Did you find anything?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, there is nothing unusual at the moment."

"Oh...I see."

While he was talking, an off-road vehicle drove towards him. After getting closer, Han Feng realized that the driver was an American soldier.

"You guys stay here for now, I'll go for a walk by myself."

After the vehicle stopped in front of him, Han Feng said as he got into the vehicle.

"Team Han, where are you going? You have just recovered and should rest more..."

"Buzz..."

Before Natasha could finish speaking, Han Feng stepped on the accelerator and left alone.

Looking at the back of the off-road vehicle leaving, Natasha turned to look at Tanya and whispered, "Bapizi, do you think...the Korean team is different from before?"

"Maybe...it's because I can't accept myself becoming like this."

Tanya shook her head and responded thoughtfully.

"Alas...if there is no commander..."

"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"

Hearing Natasha say something unlucky, Tanya immediately shouted to stop...

Xicheng District

The guards guarding the West City defense line saw the vehicle belonging to Bo Lao coming and cleared a passage without checking or stopping.

Seeing that the vehicle was about to reach the gate but did not slow down, the guards wisely opened the door in advance.

"Huh..."

With a gust of wind, Han Feng drove the vehicle out of West City and headed straight for the heart of the city.

No one knew what Han Feng was going to do, even he himself... couldn't tell.

On the way, Han Feng glimpsed three nutrient pastes and several recovery potions lying on the co-pilot seat.

Picking up the nutrient paste, Han Feng bit off the end and began to suck it.

"Report to Captain Han, you are about to drive out of the detection range of the police dog. Please choose carefully whether to continue."

"I know."

In response, Han Feng stepped on the accelerator without slowing down and continued to drive deeper into the city...

Following the route of the alarm map, Han Feng arrived at the building materials city alone in a short time.

"Bang..."

After parking the car, Han Feng got out and looked around...

"Huh..."

The breeze blew, bringing with it a sound...

"You asked me to come over, but you didn't come out?"

Leaning against the front of the car, Han Feng lit a cigarette and suddenly said something inexplicably.

"You really dare to come alone?"

In front of him, a level 7 zombie walked out from a blind spot, sneered at Han Feng.

"Swoosh!"

Pulling out a cigarette from the cigarette box, Han Feng flicked his wrist, and a cigarette hit the level 7 zombie like a thorn.

"Pah!"

"Swoosh!!"

"Shua!!!"

"Bang...Dong..."

At the moment when the level 7 zombie reached out to take the cigarette, Han Feng's eyes tightened and he waited for an opportunity to move!

On the way to the level 7 zombie, he pulled out a mad knife from behind with one hand! The cap he was wearing fell off under the strong wind...

With one cut, the right arm of the level 7 zombie fell down smoothly along the wound on his shoulder...

"Shh..."

On the ground, the entire right arm of the level 7 zombie twitched on the ground, and in his hand... he was still holding the cigarette that Han Feng had just thrown away...

"Bang!"

After a successful cut, Han Feng threw away the mad knife, turned lightly behind the level 7 zombie, and locked his throat.

"Shh...relax..."

With the corner of his mouth pressed against the ear of the level 7 zombie, Han Feng whispered.

"Tap tap..."

At this moment, the breeze had gone, and Han Feng's cap fell to the ground...

"Be good...tell me where the mother body is. Or...where is the Holy Lord?"

Behind the level 7 zombie, Han Feng's tone was full of threats...

"Do you think I will tell you~"