The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 113

In Youyan Province.

Within a ruined city, a team of Science City Superhumans was cleaning up the battlefield.

Surrounding them were accompanying soldiers. They were well-equipped and coordinated seamlessly. Like living tanks, wherever they went, all zombies were crushed into pieces.

Standing at the highest point was a bald, muscular man lighting a cigarette. The loose-fitting combat uniform of Science City on him looked like a tight shirt. His robust muscles were outlined prominently. His name was Zhong Shuo, a Level 6 Superhuman, and the captain of Science City's first team. He was also one of the four Level 6 Superhumans in Science City.

However, he was well aware that they were merely servants of Science City. The real power lay with the "City Lord" who resided in the deepest levels of Science City's headquarters.

Their strength as Level 6 Superhumans was a gift from him. It was like a collar around a dog's neck. What could be given could also be taken away at any moment.

"Boss! All the minor zombies have been cleared, and there are no survivors in this city," A blond man came over, chuckling.

The tall woman beside him said indifferently, "The two survivors you just killed weren't survivors?"

The blond man laughed oddly, "I heard them speaking ill of Science City, so killing them was justified."

Zhong Shuo calmly said, "Don't kill survivors indiscriminately next time. Survivors brought back to Science City are at least a labor force, and even if their physical condition is poor, they can be used for human experiments."

The blond man shrugged, "Got it. I'll make sure next time."

Zhong Shuo said calmly, "The mission is complete. Let's take the Zombie Empress and head home."

"Yes!"

All the Superhumans responded in unison. In the center of the clearing, there was a huge metal box. The front of the box was transparent. Through the tempered glass, one could see a huge, bloated zombie inside.

It was the Zombie Empress, which had been rampaging through the northern part of Han Country, expanding its territory without restraint. Now, it was restrained in this small box, both angry and fearful. Unaware of what fate was about to befall it.

At that moment, Zhong Shuo's satellite phone rang. He answered the call, hearing the orders from Science City headquarters.

Zhong Shuo's thick eyebrows gradually furrowed.

The tall woman noticed Zhong Shuo's change in expression and asked, "Boss, what's up? Is there a new mission?"

Zhong Shuo nodded, "Old Wang and Xiaomei are dead. Headquarters believes He Shengliang might have gotten help from a cultivator. We need to change our plans and head south immediately to join the second team and intercept the cultivator."

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The blond man perked up, "A cultivator? I've been wanting to meet one! He's just a powerful Superhuman who calls himself an immortal. What a poser."

The tall woman, smoking a slim cigarette, chuckled lightly, "I'd love to see what a cultivator looks like on the dissection table. It must be interesting. But are we really joining forces with the second team to hunt him down... Did headquarters really get that order right? Isn't this a bit of an overreaction? Isn't the second team supposed to be heading west to stop those invasive man-eating vines?"

Zhong Shuo replied calmly, "We don't question headquarters' orders; we just execute them. All units, move out! We're heading south!"

"Yes!"

...

On the long highway.

The landscape was barren, with scant vegetation. The nutrients in the soil seemed to have been completely depleted.

A convoy was heading west. This convoy consisted of twenty-five jeeps and five vans, all of which had been modified.

The panels and glass were reinforced, and the fronts of the vehicles were fitted with spikes made from scrap materials, capable of plowing through any zombies foolish enough to charge at them.