68: Chapter 68 Double Kill

"Splorch!"

The sharp, icy blade sliced through like bamboo, instantly piercing the Brute Force Zombie's hard skull, driving straight through the brain cavity and down to its throat!

Foul, black-red blood gushed out frantically along the gaps of the blade, trickling down the Brute Force Zombie's massive body onto the ground, pooling into a sticky, blackened puddle.

"Urgh! Argh!"

The zombie convulsed violently, its thick, raised arms dropping limply. Only a rattling, wheezing sound remained in its throat. The fierce light in its scarlet, murky eyes faded rapidly, and its massive body crashed onto the road, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The first E-Class Mutant Zombie was dead!

"Good heavens!"

Fatty exclaimed, feeling goosebumps rise all over his body.

He had seen Chen Ze's series of movements clearly—from dodging the stench in mid-air, stepping on the head to lock the body, to piercing the skull with one strike—the entire sequence was fluid, crisp, and clean, without a hint of hesitation.

That was a terrifying existence with Strength and Constitution attributes all exceeding 30 points!

At this stage, a Brute Force Zombie would be absolutely devastating anywhere, yet Chen Ze had hacked it down in just a few short seconds?

"This is just too outrageous..."

Fatty muttered to himself, his eyes filled with extreme shock.

"Is this Brother Ze's true strength?"

Wang Yalan, standing nearby, also held her breath. Even though she had witnessed Chen Ze's growth along the way, she could not hide the immense shock in her heart at this moment.

Last night, they had to rely on an infantry cannon to barely kill one Brute Force Zombie.

Yet, in less than a day, Chen Ze no longer needed any firearm assistance. Relying solely on a Tang Dao and his own physical body, he could head-on crush and slay an E-Class Mutant Zombie of the same level.

This speed of improvement was simply shocking!

The remaining zombie downstairs, watching its companion fall flat, instantly went completely berserk.

"Roar!"

It opened its foul mouth and roared, a wave of stench rushing toward his face, as its thick, ossified hands slammed violently toward the small human in front of it.

"Slow! Too slow!"

Chen Ze's lips curled up slightly as he spoke calmly.

His full attributes were now as high as 38 points! With the bonus of Master-level swordsmanship, facing a Brute Force Zombie with Agility of only a dozen points, all of the opponent's movements were like slow-motion footage in his eyes, its flaws completely exposed.

The zombie's bone hammer swung with immense force, but Chen Ze simply slid his feet, moving half a foot to the side like a breeze, easily dodging the lethal blow.

The wind whistled past his shoulder, not even touching a corner of his clothing.

"Boom!"

Gravel and dust exploded everywhere, and the grey smoke instantly shrouded half of its body.

The massive impact caused the zombie to stumble forward, its thick neck exposed without defense, its balance completely lost.

Chen Ze caught this fleeting flaw in a glance.

He didn't pause for a second, stepping forward as the cold light of his Tang Dao suddenly burst forth, his arm swinging horizontally.

"Splorch!"

The blade instantly sliced open the opponent's thick, grey-white skin, sinking deep into the flesh, and foul black blood gushed out frantically along the blood groove.

However, the Tang Dao was only F-Class after all, and its sharpness was limited. This strike did not cut through the opponent's neck directly but became deeply stuck inside.

"Looks like I'll need to find a way to get a more powerful weapon later!"

This thought flashed through Chen Ze's mind, but his body moved instantly.

He stomped his foot heavily onto the Brute Force Zombie's broad torso, exerting his full strength through his leg to pull outwards.

A harsh tearing sound suddenly erupted, and the Tang Dao embedded in the neck was forcibly ripped out, bringing with it a large spray of hot, foul blood foam.

The intense pain drove the Brute Force Zombie completely mad. Its remaining arm swept like a gale, its bone claws slamming fiercely toward Chen Ze's face.

Chen Ze had anticipated this; as he pulled the blade, he slid to the side, easily dodging the blow.

Almost at the same time, he flipped his wrist, and the cold light of the Tang Dao thrust forward, piercing with extreme precision into the zombie's eyeball. He exerted force from his wrist and stabbed inward fiercely!

"Urgh～!!"

The Brute Force Zombie let out a piercing, miserable howl, its massive body uncontrollable, arching back violently before crashing to the ground.

Chen Ze seized the opportunity, pushed off with both legs, leapt high into the air, and stomped heavily onto the exposed handle of the blade!

The terrifying force descended, driving the entire F-Class Tang Dao instantly into the zombie's skull, the sharp blade piercing straight into its brain.

The Brute Force Zombie convulsed violently, let out a final, weak, wheezing sound from its throat, twitched intensely, and then went completely limp.

Thus, both E-Class Mutant Zombies had perished, all slain by Chen Ze alone.

[Ding! Congratulations to the survivor for slaying an E-Class Mutant Zombie. Reward: 1000 survival coins!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the survivor for slaying an E-Class Mutant Zombie. Reward: 1000 survival coins!]

The system prompt sounded right on cue.

"Damn, Brother Ze, you're really awesome! I, Wang Dun, have truly seen something today!"

Fatty clicked the iron door open and rushed straight out of the Blockhouse.

Facing the two mountain-like zombie corpses, Fatty stopped abruptly, circled the bodies several times, and even nudged them with his foot.

"Such huge guys, and you hacked them down in a few strikes? That's just insane!"

Chen Ze bent down, reached out to grip the handle of the Tang Dao embedded in the zombie's eye socket, and pulled hard with a flick of his wrist. Foul, black-red blood dripped down the blade.

"You kid, all you do all day is butter me up, right?"

"What are you talking about? Heaven is my witness, every word I said is from the bottom of my heart!"

Fatty patted his chest and leaned in toward Chen Ze.

"Brother Ze, teach me, will you? Your swordsmanship just now was so cool, damn! Like this, then like that, and you just slaughtered those two beasts!"

Watching Fatty's comical appearance, Chen Ze couldn't help but laugh.

"Teach you my ass. I learned a martial art; it dropped from a zombie!"

He pointed to the glowing orbs scattered around the Blockhouse and continued.

"Today is the last day of the novice protection period, and the drop rate has increased quite a bit. Since we had many zombies attacking, I see at least twenty glowing orbs. Whether you can get a martial art depends on your luck."

"A martial art?"

Fatty's eyes went wide, and he immediately became excited, hurriedly turning his head to look at the dense, floating, and flickering colorful orbs all around.

"Don't worry, Brother Ze, I don't have any other merits, but my luck is great! As long as my lucky hands touch them, I'm sure to get good loot!"

"Fine! Then you'll touch the rewards later. If it's really like you say, this job of looting will be left to you from now on!"

Hearing this, Fatty immediately became interested and patted his chest with full confidence.

"Haha, Brother Ze, just you wait and see! I guarantee I won't let you down!"