Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

After last night's consumption, there was only half of the diesel left.

Third Uncle looked up and saw the dense crowd of zombies still surging towards them.

Third Uncle said, "Continue!"

Dapao could only pour diesel down the walls, and the flames leaped up vigorously as the yellow diesel splattered below the walls.

Everyone was tired, including Third Uncle. There were too many zombies under the walls. If they did not timely clear the accumulating zombies, it would be easy for the zombies to climb over.

Therefore, they had to clear them timely, using hand grenades, fire, bullets, knives, and every possible method.

Last night, at the most critical moment.

One of Qin's men, while resisting the zombies at the wall, slipped in the rain and was dragged by the accumulating zombies that had not been cleared in time and eventually met his demise.

One feels sorrow for others' misfortune.

Nobody knew how much longer they could hold out.

This provincial capital city, the suburbs are less than 40 kilometers from the city center.

How could it attract so many zombies!!!

What they didn't know was, the rain, the smell of slaughter, and the large population of the city had led to such a horrifying Zombie Tide.

In fact, there were more terrifying Zombie Tides they had never encountered before.

The kind they were facing now was just of the hundred thousand magnitude.

In the super-large cities of the post-apocalyptic world, Zombie Tides of over a million in the city center were truly horrifying!

Li Tie's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Dad, we've almost moved everything into the car."

Upon hearing this, Third Uncle immediately relaxed a bit.

If they drove away, they definitely wouldn't be able to escape from so many zombies. A hundred thousand magnitude Zombie Tide would mean that zombies densely packed a 0.5 square kilometer area.

That's as if zombies filled a rectangle that's 1000 meters long and 500 meters wide!!

So many zombies seemed endless in their sight, as if they could never be killed off.

Li Gang at the back door was also under tremendous pressure.

At this point, they couldn't tell sweat from rain anymore, only knowing to relentlessly stab at the climbing zombies.

Dapao pushed the diesel cart, adding more fuel to the vicinity of the walls. With the addition of the diesel, the weak flames seemed to be reborn, flaring up once again.

Li Gang threw down two hand grenades, and the accumulated zombies collapsed with a bang.

Dapao, pushing the cart, stood beside Li Gang and said, "We won't have diesel for much longer. This won't work, just now I heard your father say we might regroup later at that Water Tower."

Li Gang looked towards the location Dapao pointed at and saw a water tower several dozen meters high.

He said, "If it comes to that, at least we will have a way out."

Dapao didn't say anything, just kept pushing the cart and sparingly sprinkled diesel below the wall, conserving as much of it as possible.

Everyone, who had been fighting for over ten hours, was also weary. Taking advantage of the brief respite provided by the diesel to hold off the zombies, they found time to rest and eat.

But, they also didn't know how much longer they could last.

Nobody knew how long this Zombie Tide would last, or how long the rain would continue.

The battle was still going on.

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In the prison, at the furthest spot inside a row of toilets, a prisoner squatted.

He had narrowly escaped death a moment ago, hearing the roaring outside and the human screams, he thought that the zombies had entered the prison.

But after waiting for ages, no zombies came. He stealthily opened the window and found not a single zombie, only many corpses lying outside. Among these bodies, he recognized most of them.

Even if he didn't recognize them, they looked familiar—they were people from inside the prison!

Later, he was almost found by Third Uncle and the others, but luckily, he lay still in the pit of the toilet, enduring the stench to narrowly avoid disaster.

But this hideaway lasted for a whole twelve hours. Even he, who could endure so much, was nearing the edge of collapse after so long.

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The wind and rain continued relentlessly, time ticking away.

During this period, many felt exhausted, but they kept their spirits up, encouraging and supporting each other.

As the rain kept pouring down, the optimistic mood gradually became subdued.

This hundred-thousand magnitude Zombie Tide was truly as terrifying as they come!

The flashlights were running low on power, and although there were six or seven hand-cranked flashlights, there obviously was no time to crank them for power now.

Under the walls, the zombies were howling, their roars relentless, seemingly tireless like perpetual engines.

This question perplexed all the survivors in the world, including Li Yu.

Before he was reborn, he had heard that a team had discovered that zombies could keep moving indefinitely due to a significant association with water.

Therefore, zombies could still survive in rivers and oceans. But in these environments, they didn't gain strength in the rain as exaggeratedly as they did.

The rain and the enhanced strength of zombies had become a consensus among all those struggling to survive in the post-apocalyptic world. But, nobody could figure out exactly why.

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At the Big Camphor Tree Base, between the Outer City and the Inner City, in Weng City, the biological research institute built for Bai Jie and Xiao Lan was located within.