Shen Feng and the little zombie fled quickly. Since this zombie could control the others, it must have some value! For example, attracting zombies to their deaths!
Upon returning to the dock, Shen Feng immediately spotted a small boat. Yang Ye and Yang Chang were lying on the boat, chatting leisurely. In reality, they were both exhausted and resting.
"Prepare to set sail, I'm back!" Shen Feng shouted loudly upon seeing the two on the boat.
Hearing Shen Feng's voice, Yang Ye went to the stern to start the engine. However, he suddenly noticed that Shen Feng was holding a small zombie in his hand, and couldn't help but ask, "President, what are you doing with a zombie? Are you going to experiment?"
Shen Feng boarded the boat without saying much, tossed the little zombie onto the deck, and instructed Yang Chang, "Tie it up. This zombie is very useful!"
Then, Shen Feng said to Yang Ye, "Hurry up and start the boat. We need to get further away from the dock. Zombies are coming soon."
At this moment, a black line had already appeared in the distance at the dock. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that these black lines were composed of zombies. So many zombies were approaching the dock that the ground began to tremble slightly. The zombies had not yet reached the dock, but they gave the impression of dark clouds pressing down on the city.
"President, did you stir up a hornet's nest? So many zombies, at least tens of thousands!" Yang Chang, seeing the dense mass of zombies in the distance, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The dock had very few defenses, and if they had to fight so many zombies, their own flesh wouldn't be enough to feed them.
Yang Ye didn't dare to delay and immediately started the boat, moving away from the dock. Shen Feng continued to command, "Stop in the Yangtze River, and let this little zombie attract the zombie horde in the distance, letting these zombies enter the Yangtze River."
Afterward, the small boat stopped in the Yangtze River, about ten meters from the dock. At such a distance, the zombies could not possibly reach them.
As Yang Chang tied up the little zombie, he observed it closely. He noticed that the little zombie was just opening its mouth, but making no sound. He was puzzled and said, "Could this zombie emit ultrasonic waves? Otherwise, why can't I hear anything?"
"It's possible. Otherwise, there's no explanation for how it controls zombies. But ordinary people can't hear ultrasonic waves. Can zombies hear them?" Shen Feng was also confused about how this zombie controlled the others. However, he was not a researcher, so he could only guess and never figure it out.
The dense mass of zombies moved towards the edge of the dock. Once they reached the edge, they quickly fell into the water. Washed by the river, the zombies were involuntarily swept away. Soon, they drowned. These zombies had not learned to swim, so as long as they fell into the water, they were doomed.
However, at this moment, Yang Chang pointed to the speed-type zombies on the containers in the distance and quickly said, "President, the zombies over there seem to be charging!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a speed-type zombie on a container began to charge. It retreated a few meters and then rushed forward. When it reached the edge of the container, it suddenly leaped up and lunged towards the small boat in the distance. Despite the ten-meter distance, the speed-type zombie actually managed to leap onto the boat.
Unfortunately, even if the speed-type zombie reached the boat, it was no match for Shen Feng. Shen Feng killed the speed-type zombie with a single sword thrust and then had Yang Chang cut off its head and throw the body into the Yangtze River. The speed-type zombies did not retreat due to the previous ones falling; instead, they continued to charge forward, completely fearless of death. In the end, all eight speed-type zombies charged onto the boat, but they were all killed by Shen Feng with a sword thrust, their heads falling off, and their bodies being washed away by the river.
As Yang Ye operated the boat, he watched the zombie horde on the distant dock. Seeing that the zombies were washed away by the Yangtze River as soon as they fell into the water, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems these zombies can't get over here. I hope they all charge over mindlessly."
Shen Feng looked at the mutated zombie heads in the cabin and smiled, "That's right. With ten meters of river water, except for the speed-type zombies that can charge with a running start, other zombies simply can't make it. So, as long as they charge over, they will definitely drown."
Perhaps their prediction came true. Suddenly, an ordinary zombie flew from the edge of the dock. A few meters away from the small boat, the zombie fell into the water and was then washed away. Upon closer inspection, the three of them discovered that a strong-type zombie standing on a container had grabbed an ordinary zombie and thrown it over. At this moment, it transformed into a human catapult, throwing zombies one after another. The other strong-type zombies, seeing this, also began to throw ordinary zombies.
The idea of throwing ordinary zombies was indeed correct, but their aim was too poor. After throwing more than a dozen zombies, only one landed on the small boat. However, it was then kicked overboard by Yang Chang and washed away by the Yangtze River.
Shen Feng looked at the little zombie, still silently screaming, and sneered, "They are still mindless things. You continue to attract zombies into the water for me."
Shen Feng estimated that only ten minutes had passed since the zombies began their pursuit, and already thousands of zombies had fallen into the water. These zombies were all washed downstream by the Yangtze River. If this continued for a while longer, all the zombies near the dock would likely drown.
The strong-type zombies stopped throwing ordinary zombies after a while, finding it useless. They then looked at the surrounding tank-type zombies and let out roars, as if discussing something. After the roars ended, the tank-type zombies entered the water.
Three tank-type zombies jumped into the water one after another. Because these zombies had a lot of fat on their bodies, they did not drown but floated on the surface of the water. The tank-type zombies held onto each other's limbs, forming a floating bridge. The five strong-type zombies quickly stepped onto the tank-type zombies, seemingly intending to rush to the side of the small boat in one go.
Shen Feng was greatly surprised by the zombies' coordination and quickly said, "Yang Ye, steer the boat further away! These zombies are too exaggerated!"
Shen Feng hadn't expected these tank-type zombies to coordinate so well. Despite being bloated, they actually utilized the advantage of their body fat to build a floating bridge.
The tank-type zombies held onto each other's limbs, their huge bodies instantly forming a ten-meter-long floating bridge. The strong-type zombies then stepped onto the tank-type zombies and charged forward. At this moment, Yang Ye steered the boat further away from the dock, and the strong-type zombies could no longer reach the small boat.
Seeing this, the strong-type zombies roared repeatedly, waving their limbs as they stood on the tank-type zombies, as if cursing the shamelessness of these people. It was clear that these zombies were enraged. In reality, only mutated zombies had simple emotions; the other zombies continued to fall into the water with splashes, completely unaware of fear.
Yang Chang couldn't help but laugh at the strong-type zombies' behavior and said smugly, "You guys, come on over! Let's see if you can smell my farts!"
Shen Feng, at this moment, had a clear thought. The only ones who could threaten them were the mutated zombies opposite. Therefore, as long as these zombies were dealt with, they would be in absolute safety. Shen Feng then took out a bone spike tied to his leg and threw it towards the tank-type zombie on the shore.
"Plop," the bone spike pierced the head of the tank-type zombie, and the zombie died instantly, releasing its grip. The other two tank-type zombies were immediately swept downstream by the river current. The strong-type zombies standing on them also fell into the water and were drowned one after another, then washed away by the river.
By this point, there were still a few projectile zombies on the shore. However, these mutated zombies could do nothing but spray acid. They could only be seen spraying acid on the dock. As soon as it landed in the Yangtze River, it was immediately diluted and carried away. After spraying for ten minutes, the acid seemed to be depleted, and the bellies of these projectile zombies became shriveled, clearly unable to spray anymore.
It was evident that the acid in the projectile zombies' stomachs was also limited, and after spraying, there was no stored acid for a short period.
Yang Chang's face showed an evil smile. He unbuckled his belt and said, "You guys can spray, huh? Let's see what true spraying looks like!"
Yang Chang then unzipped his pants, took out his "treasure," and started urinating towards the zombies on the shore. Although he couldn't urinate very far, it was enough to humiliate the zombies.
Shen Feng frowned and turned away, muttering, "So uncivilized, so shameless!"
Yang Ye also found Yang Chang's actions unbearable and said helplessly, "You guy, be careful not to wet your shoes in your old age."
"It's okay, it's okay. As long as I can spray three feet against the wind now, I'll worry about my old age later!" Yang Chang said proudly. No one could see him anyway, so it was a good opportunity to humiliate the zombies opposite. Since these zombies couldn't come over, humiliating them was fine.
At this time, the zombies were still falling into the water like dumplings, completely fearless of death.
Shen Feng looked at the指揮型喪屍 (command-type zombie) tied up in the cabin and smiled, "If I had known you would be so useful, I wouldn't have had to stab you with this sword."
The command-type zombie's abdomen had been stabbed by Shen Feng, so it was highly unlikely to survive. Otherwise, Shen Feng had planned to use this command-type zombie to eliminate all the zombies in Luzhou. After all, such a good bait, with a wide range, could even control mutated zombies, making it very easy to attract zombies.
It was a pity that Shen Feng hadn't expected such good results at the time and had only stabbed the command-type zombie once, severely injuring it. It was unlikely to survive.
When the Yangtze River first formed, humans had not yet appeared on Earth. Later, humans regarded the Yangtze River as their mother river because the water system in the Yangtze River basin nourished the people of this land. At this time, the Yangtze River continued to play its role, flowing silently for humanity. The zombies that fell into the water were washed downstream. The river seemed to be able to cleanse the sins of the zombies and also purify the hearts of humans. Shen Feng and the other two sat on the boat, quietly watching the zombies fall into the water.
It wasn't until the early morning that the zombie horde completely disappeared. Approximately thirty thousand zombies drowned. This scene was witnessed by Shen Feng and the other two. At first, they would excitedly discuss how eliminating so many zombies was a great help to their plan to retake Luzhou. However, as they watched the zombies fall into the water, a sense of sympathy arose in their hearts. These zombies were humans before, but now, as zombies, they were being slaughtered mercilessly by others.
Shen Feng suddenly felt a sense of guilt. He realized that he had become cruel at some point. He could now kill zombies without hesitation, and he could even kill humans, albeit under the guise of justice.
Watching the zombies continuously fall into the water and be killed, Shen Feng began to question if he was truly a good person. Would he be considered a cruel and heartless executioner in the eyes of the zombies? Would they find him terrifying?
By dawn, as the eastern sky began to lighten, the zombies were finally all wiped out. The dock was empty, with only scattered footprints indicating that a large number of zombies had been there. Shen Feng drew his sword and killed the command-type zombie in the cabin, then cut off its head and kicked the body away. The battle was over. Thirty thousand zombies were killed in this engagement, and there would be no more large hordes of zombies near the granary.
"Yang Ye, steer the boat back and bring people. A hundred people will be enough. Have them follow me to occupy the granary," Shen Feng said calmly.
Yang Chang suddenly asked, "President, the three of us killed thirty thousand zombies last night. Does that mean we are all powerful individuals capable of fighting ten thousand enemies?"
Hearing this question, Shen Feng began to ponder carefully and then nodded, saying seriously, "That's right. The three of us killed thirty thousand zombies overnight. On average, we are the legendary 'ten thousand enemy conquerors'!"
Yang Chang quickly nodded and said, "From now on, the three of us will all have titles. I almost forgot, boss, you already have the title of 'Dragon Slayer.' But this 'ten thousand enemy conqueror' title can only be held by the three of us!"
Yang Ye didn't have such a strong sense of pride, but he couldn't expose these two. Clearly, thirty thousand zombies drowned in the Yangtze River, yet they insisted on claiming it as their own achievement. It was truly shameless. However, he couldn't interrupt their discussion, so he thought about it and then steered the boat back to the base to fetch people.