The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 38

At the junction of East Lake City and Two Dragons City on the highway, the evacuation convoy came to a halt. The terrain here was elevated, allowing a view of the southern part of East Lake City.

Wang Gangjian climbed atop one of the vehicles and pulled out his binoculars to take one last look at the city he had never left since he was born. Leaving now stirred a bittersweet feeling inside him; he wanted to take a few more glances at his home, suspecting he might never see it again.

Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan joined him. The rest of the members stayed inside the vehicles, as Wang Gangjian had ordered. Too many people getting out and then needing to board again would waste valuable time. It was best to stay put.

"I see the horde, it's rapidly approaching the city," Wang Yong, with sharp eyes, pointed towards the southeast, speaking in a hushed tone.

Wang Gangjian and the others directed their gaze in that direction. Indeed, they saw an immense, seemingly endless tide of zombies relentlessly charging into the small city.

There were still some remaining survivors in East Lake City who hadn't joined any factions. They only managed to scream before being overwhelmed by the sweeping tide of undead.

"There are even flying zombies now!" Song Dayi exclaimed, noticing some zombies in the sky sprouting wings, his eyes widening in shock.

"It's been five years; various advanced zombies have appeared," Wang Gangjian murmured. "If our growth rate can't keep up with that of the zombies, we'll eventually be consumed or killed by them."

Wang Yong, Song Dayi, and Tang Jinchuan nodded in agreement, acknowledging the harsh reality. Psionic energy had permeated the globe, causing animals and plants to undergo wild mutations.

If humans couldn't harness Psionic energy to climb the evolutionary ladder and adapt to this new Psionic era, they would inevitably be outpaced and replaced by new species.

"Let's go, our scent will eventually be picked up by the zombies, and it'll be too late if we delay any longer," Song Dayi sighed softly.

Wang Yong and Tang Jinchuan nodded and began to head back to the vehicles. However, Wang Gangjian suddenly noticed something and uttered a soft "Huh."

"What is it, brother? What are you still looking at?" Wang Yong asked, puzzled.

Wang Gangjian pointed towards a specific area, "You have sharp eyes—look over there, is that area shrouded in thick fog?"

Wang Yong activated his talent, Farsight, enhancing his vision to focus on distant objects at the expense of his near sight. He immediately noticed, "Indeed, there's a heavy fog over that area, and it's not present anywhere else."

Tang Jinchuan and Song Dayi, hearing the conversation, came back. Tang Jinchuan chuckled, "What are we looking at?"

Wang Yong pointed to the area and asked Tang Jinchuan, "Tang, have you been to that area? There's heavy fog now."

Tang Jinchuan squinted toward the distance and nodded, "Isn't that the territory formerly held by the Spirit Hounds? I passed through there on my way to the East Lake City bus depot a few days ago. There was no fog at that time. Strange there's fog now,"

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Song Dayi commented light-heartedly, "With the zombie crisis erupting, what's so strange about a bit of fog?"

Wang Yong and Tang Jinchuan nodded in agreement. Indeed, in a world where the unnatural and unscientific had become commonplace, not every anomaly warranted concern.

"Hey! A lot of zombies are being diverted, rushing into that fog!" Wang Yong, intending to deactivate his Farsight, suddenly noticed something alarming. He could see clearly that dozens of zombies, followed by hundreds, were veering off from the main horde and charging into the fog.

Wang Gangjian, Tang Jinchuan, and Song Dayi were taken aback by his report.

What was happening? Had the zombies changed their nature? Instead of chasing living humans, were they now drawn to empty air?