The Myriad Worlds Gu Zun

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon of the second day when we arrived at New Sunset City.

The journey was not smooth, except for rest periods, occasional roadblocks, road damage and other problems, as well as zombie attacks from time to time.

Fights broke out more than a dozen times along the way, and they encountered three advanced mutants and dozens of junior mutants. The battle was not difficult, but it only greatly increased the time they spent on the road.

The car drove slowly into New Sunset City against the orange sunset. The speed was not fast and it did not attract the scattered zombies wandering on the road.

Along the way, everyone looked at the dilapidated and desolate scene of the city and felt deeply in their hearts.

"Is there no response yet?" Zhou Ming asked suddenly while observing the shops on both sides of the street.

"No." Qin Wumeng beside him kept adjusting a box-like machine on his lap.

"I have been sending broadcasts on all channels. If Dr. Max is in New Sunset City and has signal receiving equipment, he should not have no response."

On the way, Qin Wumeng showed an amazing technical level. He used some electronic parts collected along the way to build a signal generator, and conducted a full-channel broadcast to find Dr. Max.

This kind of behavior is a bit risky, and it may attract the attention of people with ulterior motives. After all, what is dangerous in the end of the world is not only natural disasters, but also human hearts.

But they currently have no better way and are willing to try any method.

"Maybe it's because the broadcast time is too short and Dr. Max hasn't noticed it yet." Zhou Ming comforted.

"Let's find a place to rest first. Night is not conducive to our operations. If the broadcast continues, maybe we can receive a response tonight."

"If there is no response tomorrow, we will make some big moves."

Everyone knows (with the possible exception of Xiang Zenan) that the biggest limitation for tasks issued by the Lord God is that there is no time limit, because this means that there are more hidden conditions forcing them to complete the task in as short a time as possible.

For example, Dr. Max encountered an accident before he was found by them, causing the mission to fail.

Therefore, everyone in the team (except maybe Xiang Zenan) hopes to find Dr. Max as soon as possible, because in the process of their search, various accidents may occur.

"There is a hotel in front of us. It looks quite high-end. Would you like to go and have a look?" asked congratulations from the front row.

None of the people had any objections, and the car drove that way.

A few minutes later, the five people checked into the hotel (check-in cost zero yuan).

The sky gradually darkened until the sun sank below the horizon, but the world was not completely dark. The moon and stars were sparse, and the cold light fell on the world.

"The same earth-moon system, the same 24-hour day and night cycle, the species, civilization, language, and characters are almost exactly the same as the earth. They are simply a gift from the Creator."

Standing in front of the window, looking at the quiet city in darkness and the bright stars above the city, Qin Wumeng's voice was cold and melodious.

Also in the living room, Whale Shark, who was sitting on the sofa practicing electric current propulsion, looked up at her in surprise when he heard this.

"You haven't even said a few words in the past two days. You don't look like a sentimental person, let alone a fool who knows how to pray to God."

"Mr. Whale Shark, do you think praying to God is stupid?" Qin Wumeng turned around and asked calmly.

Whale Shark's tone was sonorous and cold: "There has never been a savior, nor a divine emperor. How can a person who entrusts his heart to the gods be the strongest in the world? How can he... surpass the gods!"

"There may be gods in this world, but they are definitely not worthy of my worship, even the main god, because I always firmly believe that one day I will be stronger than them all."

"Even if you can't understand, imagine, or guess their power at all?" Qin Wumeng's voice was filled with doubts, as if he couldn't understand the whale shark's thoughts.

"Can't imagine?" The whale shark chuckled, "Didn't you find a problem?"

"What?"

"As you said, the power of the Lord God is unpredictable. He can penetrate all realms, create things out of thin air, play with time and space, and create and destroy all things."

"Then, there are endless time and space in all the heavens and realms, and there are countless creatures of hundreds of millions of races. Those who are better than us humans, I am afraid that even if the sky is not filled with stars, they are still like crucian carp crossing the river."

"Why are all the people you see in the Lord God's space on Earth people?"

"Perhaps we come from different earths, parallel time and space, different time periods, and different planes of the earth, but after all, we are all human beings and we all come from the earth."

"Why doesn't the Lord God choose a more powerful race, a more powerful existence, but prefers humans?"

"Why?" Qin Wumeng murmured softly, following the whale shark's words.

"I don't know, but there is always a reason, and I will eventually find the reason." Whale Shark's tone was firm and confident, almost arrogant.

"But what does this have to do with the topic we just talked about?" Qin Wumeng was confused.

"You don't understand?" A arrogant smile appeared on the corner of Whale Shark's mouth: "No matter what the reason is, it shows one thing, that is, we humans on Earth definitely have unique and irreplaceable hidden talents."

"I firmly believe in this, and I firmly believe that I can discover the hidden potential, and I will eventually stand above the stars, overlooking everything I once needed to look up to!"

Is this the unique brain circuit of the magnetic field maniac?

Qin Wumeng was not only surprised by Whale Shark's unusual thoughts, but also was infected by Whale Shark's unusually firm belief, and his heart gradually surged.

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly sounded.

The two people's eyes shifted instantly, staring at the direction where the sound came from.

It was the device that Qin Wumeng had assembled on the table.

Gong He, who was sitting cross-legged next to him, and Xiang Zenan, who had just fallen asleep, also opened their eyes at the same time, and the four people's hearts became tense instantly.

Along with the rustling sound, a steady male voice sounded from it.

"Chi Chi... I am Michael Joe Max, who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

"Dr. Max!" Gong He almost jumped up in surprise, "Finally found you!"

"Where is Zhou Ming?"

"He said he would go out for a while."

"Quick, call him back!"

...

On the quiet street, a figure slowly moved forward, and behind him were heavy figures, jumping one after another, in a uniform manner, at least hundreds of them.

Passing through the shadow cast by a building, the moonlight shone on the face of the figure in the front again, revealing a handsome young face.

It was Zhou Ming.

Following behind him, of course, were groups of white zombies, all of which Zhou Ming had recruited from the city tonight.

Although the zombies made very little noise when jumping, hundreds of zombies together still made some noise, constantly attracting nearby zombies.

Then, they were shot by the black light of the zombie refining Gu that flew out from Zhou Ming's hand from time to time, and joined the increasingly large zombie team behind Zhou Ming.

"Time waits for no one." Zhou Ming sighed as he repeated the work at hand.

The population of New Sunset City is nearly one million. The outbreak of the zombie crisis turned nearly 70% of the population into zombies. Until now, the continuous internal consumption of the zombies has caused their number to continue to decline.

Nowadays, it is questionable whether there are 200,000 zombies in this city.

Of course, 200,000 is still not a small number, and Zhou Ming cannot refine 200,000 zombies. Time does not allow it.

Fortunately, he does not need too many cannon fodder.

If Dr. Max cannot be found tomorrow, Zhou Ming can only think of other ways, including some more drastic means.

Only a few thousand zombies are needed to cause a large-scale riot in the city. If the operation is good, it can even attract zombies in half of the city. Then...

Just then, the communicator hanging on Zhou Ming's ear rang.

This small machine like a Bluetooth headset was also provided by Qin Wumeng. The maximum communication range is 50 kilometers and the effective communication range is 30 kilometers. It is produced by the Lord God and the quality is guaranteed.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming answered the call.

"We have contacted Dr. Max!" Xiang Zenan's excited voice came from inside immediately.

The sudden news cheered Zhou Ming up and said, "I'll go back right away!"

"It's going so smoothly..." After hanging up the call, Zhou Ming exhaled lightly.

Looking back at the dense zombies behind him, Zhou Ming raised his hand and waved it gently, and the zombies dispersed and jumped into the buildings on both sides.

"It's too smooth." Zhou Ming's eyes flashed, and his heart was not relieved, but a little heavy.

Sometimes, things going too smoothly is not necessarily a good thing.

Because this often means that there is an invisible pit waiting ahead, and if you are paralyzed and careless and relax your vigilance, the possibility of falling into the pit will be much greater.

Commanding all the zombies to hide, Zhou Ming was about to go back, but suddenly his ears moved and his steps stopped.

"Haha, this is really... the big one is coming!"

Accompanied by Zhou Ming's laughter, a huge figure fell from the sky, carrying a huge kinetic energy like a falling meteor, and under the action of gravity acceleration, it slammed into the place where Zhou Ming was standing.

Rumble...

The solid asphalt road surface was violent, and huge cracks spread in all directions like spider webs. The huge sound shattered some intact glass on the buildings on both sides of the street.

The gravel flew everywhere with the sound of breaking wind, and the broken glass reflected the moonlight and scattered crystal clear. The roar was still echoing in my ears, and the smoke and dust rolled and covered half of the street.

A big pit appeared on the ground, and a five-meter-tall giant stood up from the pit and roared with an excessive decibel.

It was a gray-white monster like granite, bald from head to tail without a single hair, with strong limbs, knotted and ferocious muscles, full of violent evil spirit and wildness.

Compared with those strange mutants, this monster's body can be considered normal, without any special abnormalities or distortions, but with extremely terrifying limb strength.

The strength is enough to tear apart a tank, the speed is comparable to that of a sports car, and the body strength can block bullets!

"It's really violent."

Zhou Ming stood on a half-collapsed balcony on the third floor of a building next to the street, looking down from above, and pulled out an adamantium knife. The blade reflected the moonlight in the sky, cold and quiet.