Chapter 109 Sailing the Seas with Seafood

Three thousand members relied on seafood to sail the sea.

For the larger seafood, members stood directly on them. For the smaller ones, ropes were tied to them, pulling rafts, relying on their amazing brute strength to travel quickly in the sea.

Xiong Wenhui exclaimed, "I wonder how the leader makes them listen. They don't seem unwilling at all, but are working very hard."

Jin Yuanjiang smiled. Maybe it was through trickery; they didn't seem too bright.

Just then, a leading blue whale of astonishing length suddenly groaned in pain.

The blue whale's body trembled, twisting and turning in the sea. The members standing on it lost their balance and fell into the sea.

The big sea turtle said dissatisfied, "What's wrong with you? Do you still want to do this? If Lord Sea King blames us, don't implicate us."

The blue whale did not answer, but rolled violently in the sea.

As it rolled, the blue whale's body gradually began to lengthen.

The crowd stopped and watched the blue whale.

After a while, the blue whale calmed down and let out a long, excited cry.

"I've advanced."

The seafood creatures looked at the blue whale with envy. Another companion had become stronger.

After the excitement, the blue whale said in confusion, "That's not right. Lord Sea King didn't bestow divine power on me. How did I advance?"

Yes, was it possible to advance without divine power?

The big sea turtle sneered, "Is there even a need to ask? I guess it's because you are very loyal to Lord Sea King, and Lord Sea King has invisibly bestowed divine power on you."

"Lord Sea King is watching us at all times, and is with us."

The blue whale constantly echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, it must be so. I must work harder."

With this judgment, the seafood creatures worked even harder.

It couldn't be blamed on them for being too stupid. At that time, Chen Luo, at the Huang-tier, the power of the Dimensional Blade was obvious to all and was truly a godlike power.

The two little golden eagles had also grown up instantly under their gaze.

Deep in the hearts of the seafood creatures.

The blue whale's growth also made the members horrified. Such a powerful creature had to prostrate itself at the leader's feet.

Chen Luo's unfathomable nature was also rooted in the hearts of the members, so that even as their strength continued to increase, they did not dare to have any different thoughts.

After more than half a day of sailing, they finally arrived at Ouzhou Continent.

The entire area of Ouzhou was slightly larger than the Dragon Kingdom, but the population was only half that of the Dragon Kingdom.

There were no zombies near the sea. The lower-level marine life would fight each other with the zombies.

Xia Haoran, Jin Yuanjiang, and Xiong Wenhui acted separately. Concentrating together was too inefficient.

The members ran at full speed, quickly leaving the coast and entering the city.

The three teams were then divided into more than a dozen small teams to search separately.

The number of zombies now was more than ten times lower than at the beginning of the apocalypse.

Most of the surviving zombies were still at Level 4 or 5, zombies that could no longer evolve.

In the end, the number of survivors was even greater than the number of zombies, but at that time, the zombies that could survive were basically very strong.

It had not yet reached that point, but even Level 7 zombies were rare. It was good if there was one Level 7 zombie among two or three hundred.

If the apocalypse was just about zombies, humans would be able to survive the apocalypse.

It was impossible to judge the level of a zombie from its appearance, so members could only err on the side of caution.

How could a few Level 7 zombies pose a threat to hundreds of Level 7 members?

The small number of zombies, when they saw a large team of people, would run directly, gathering together to come and die.

Although they had intelligence, they were extremely eager to devour flesh and blood and would still come.

The members could only accept it with a smile.

As long as they didn't encounter a mutant, there was no danger at all.

The team led by Xia Haoran had not killed many Level 7 zombies before they encountered a team of foreigners.

Yellow skin, black hair, it was obvious that they were not locals.

The foreigners stared wide-eyed, Dragon Kingdom, pickled vegetables, or Little Japan?

One of the foreigners said, "They are speaking Dragon Kingdom language. I have learned it. Let me ask them."

They were very shocked that a large number of Dragon Kingdom people had come here. How did they come?

They had tried to go to sea, but without exception, they had all been wiped out.

A foreigner greeted them, "Hi, folks, where are you from?"

Xia Haoran just glanced at them and did not answer. As long as they didn't get in the way, he would pretend he didn't see them.

The foreigners were very dissatisfied with Xia Haoran's attitude, but they only had a small team of a dozen people and did not dare to force an answer.

A member said, "Brother Xia, they seem to be calling for reinforcements. Do you want to keep them here?"

Xia Haoran smiled and said, "Aren't we worried about not being able to find Level 7 zombies? If they come, let them come. Tell the neighboring teams to get a little closer."

Sure enough, not long after, more than two thousand people surrounded Xia Haoran and the others.

The originally tall and strong foreigners were now also sallow and emaciated, obviously suffering from long-term malnutrition.

A leading foreigner tilted his head and ordered a younger brother who could translate to ask.

"Be honest. You are surrounded. Do you have any food? Share it with us, and you can live. Otherwise, don't blame us for taking your crystals."

"Also, how did you get here?"

Compared to Xia Haoran's group, they were refugees. The leader determined that Xia Haoran must have a lot of supplies.

Although Xia Haoran and the others looked extraordinary, they had several times more people.

Those who could survive to the present were elites.

Xia Haoran smiled helplessly. There were no good people in the apocalypse. They were used to robbing, and it was the same everywhere.

Xia Haoran waved his hand, and more than four hundred members instead rushed towards the foreigners.

A battle with unequal numbers.

The foreigners were dumbfounded. Hey, we are the ones with more people. Why did you start fighting without saying a word?

Were they not very bright?

"Oh, God, they are so fast."

"They are smiling, actually smiling."

"Damn it, God, bless us."

The foreigners also understood that they couldn't be cowards. If they were cowards, they would definitely lose. What were they afraid of with so many people?

The leader of the other side, a strong man with muscles all over his body, rushed towards Xia Haoran.

With one punch, just one punch, Xia Haoran knocked off his head.

The Level 9 Xia Haoran's strength was terrifying, comparable to Level 10. Could an iron fist not kill a Level 7?

The foreigners who were preparing to charge were stunned. Their boss was killed with one punch?

What kind of monster was this?

"Ohmygod, seven, seven, seven, allseven."

These people were all Level 7.

A lone Level 7 zombie could be beaten to death by a group, but so many Level 7s gathered together, still with tactics and cooperation, how could they resist?

Their boss and some individual strongmen were only Level 7.

In one encounter, the foreigners' team of more than two thousand was thrown into chaos.

The foreigners fled in panic.

The Dragon Kingdom people were too terrifying. They were all Level 7.