City Center

The biochemical plant was located in a building that was recently constructed with ten floors.

The perimeter of the building was surrounded by numerous rust-stained steel frames and green nets. Compared to modern times, this place seemed extremely run down. The steel frames were rusty, and the tattered protective nets were hanging off the frames.

Looking at the large, thick pillars, Lu Chuan could hardly see the huge floors above. The finished building would be very tall, and might potentially be a landmark.

Lu Chuan wasn't an architect, but he could imagine. With a structure of such a level, even a hundred floors wouldn't be an issue.

Excluding the first floor which was occupied by the level-one biochemical plant, the other nine floors above were empty and full of dust.

Lu Chuan took the elevator in the biochemical plant to the second floor.

The biochemical plant chose this place and made an elevator that didn't exist before. Lu Chuan wasn't surprised.

The city had been cut off from water and electricity, but that didn't affect the biochemical plant.

Based on the multiple miracles in the biochemical factory, Lu Chuan was certain that the technology possessed by this plant belonged to this apocalyptic period. It was probably a factory from a time way beyond the apocalyptic period. It was extraordinary.

Bzzz…

He heard a buzzing noise, but very quickly, the noise disappeared.

Lu Chuan sensed the dead silence.

This big city was eerily quiet and as the sun started to set, a chilling sensation ran through him.

Looking at the sunset, Lu Chuan realized that the passage of time in this apocalyptic world was synchronized with modern times. It should be dusk in modern times as well.

Standing on the second floor, he could easily see the street ahead.

Lu Chuan trembled and shivered a few times.

There were countless zombies wandering on the street. They were packed tightly enough to make a claustrophobic person feel faint. The streets were filled with skulls, one after another, extending to the end of the street.

Lu Chuan instantly caught sight of the zombies' extremely hideous features.

Elderly, children, adults, women…

Since this place was a huge construction site before the apocalypse, there were many zombies wearing the uniform of construction workers.

Some of the wandering zombies wore yellow and red safety helmets.

Anyone infected by the virus could become a walking dead.

Their features were beyond recognition, the virus causing their muscles to rot while strengthening their veins, making them immortal monsters. Without pain or other sensations, any indication of life and noise could trigger them.

As if watching the scariest horror movie in the world, Lu Chuan was shocked into cold sweat with just one glance.

The zombies on the streets walked about aimlessly. The fences around the construction site were a boundary, keeping them away from the biochemical plant.

Inside the construction site, only a few construction worker zombies were wandering around.

Abandoned cars were parked messily on the street.

From the rustiness of these cars, Lu Chuan could deduce that the apocalypse had exceeded five years.

The messily parked cars were enough to recall the chaos from that time. There probably weren't any survivors. A bulk of the reason was probably transport and other factors, forcing them to stay in this city forever.

There were many high-rise buildings around the factory. The prosperity of that period was beyond imagination.

This was a huge city; Lu Chuan could hardly see the end. In the distance, he could spot tall buildings that seemed to merge with the sky, showing only a faint outline.

Lu Chuan stayed like that for ten minutes before he calmed down and gained a bit of strength.

The zombies manufactured by the factory would be 100% loyal and obey Lu Chuan's instructions.

But Lu Chuan wasn't stupid enough to assume that the zombies outside would obey him as well. The zombies were mad, and this was just the second floor. If he made any noise, they could easily stack on top of each other, rushing straight up to him.

Lu Chuan didn't dare to make any noise, carefully climbing up the stairs. Starting from the second floor, there were only stairs and no elevators. There were building materials and equipment everywhere.

Ten floors really wasn't that high.

The high-rise buildings beside theirs had hundreds of floors, which made the small ten-storey biochemical plant pale in comparison.

When he reached the tenth floor, Lu Chuan started to relax a little.

At a higher altitude, he could see farther in the distance and spot more things.

...

"Roar…"

On a high-rise building in the distance, a biochemical zombie was crawling like a lizard.

The biochemical zombie's sharp claws stabbed deep into the walls of the building. It was like a nail fastened onto the wall and then slammed in with a hammer. Sand and stone flew out as the claws drove into the wall.

This casual movement contained a trembling force.

With every step, the claws stabbed into the wall, and the zombie climbed the hundred-floor building steadily.

The zombie left the wall in fragments as it climbed past.

At first glance, Lu Chuan confirmed the identity of this zombie.

Licker.

There was a slight pinkish purple color in its red and yellow flesh, which was actually the color of exposed muscles.

Two big brains were exposed, like a pair of eyes growing on its head. A red tongue that looked like it belonged to a giant serpent swayed as it climbed. It was a chilling sight.

Its four clawed limbs were strong and powerful, its sharp nails looking more like awls.

The explosive muscles criss-crossed, and one glance was enough to confirm its explosive combat power.

In contrast, ordinary zombies were practically weak chickens.

On the streets…

A tall figure attracted Lu Chuan's attention.

Among ordinary zombies, this figure stood out from the crowd, and it was difficult to not have noticed it.

Lu Chuan's pupils shrank and he almost turned and fled.

Tyrant, it was actually a Tyrant.

What kind of existence was a Tyrant? Lickers were powerful, but in front of the Tyrant, a Licker became a weak chicken.

It was a primary model Tyrant zombie, with a height of 250 cm. It was almost completely rotten meat. There was a serious anomaly on its right arm; it was thicker and longer than its left arm, and its nails were more thoroughly evolved.

Lu Chuan was certain because of the automatic explanation that popped up when he saw the zombie. It contained a simple description.

Even though its heart is exposed, that is not a weakness.

Even if you blow up its heart, it will only cause an average impact on the Tyrant.

The Tyrant was on a rampage, ignoring all the zombies and cars in front of him. Its abnormal right arm lifted the car, tossing it out like a piece of garbage.

In its eyes, these cars were no different from toys.

Bang.

The car was thrown onto the third floor, its twisted misery causing Lu Chuan to swallow.

This was a world full of dangers and crises. If he wasn't careful, he might end up dead.

His current self was insignificant in front of these real zombies.

But…

Standing at the top of the ten-story building, Lu Chuan was formidable.

Indeed, it was a dangerous world, but it was also a world full of opportunities. Everything in this world had collapsed, but in Lu Chuan's eyes, it signified a reallocation of resources.

The things that people didn't care about during an apocalypse were extremely valuable in another time.

The different values gave Lu Chuan more flexibility.

He imagined that when he could finally stand firm, whether it was in the apocalypse or in modern times, Lu Chuan would definitely have a pivotal position and influence.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the street not far away. Looking at the Tyrant, Lu Chuan shrank back.

It wasn't realistic to think too far into the future.

All Lu Chuan could do now was take the first step.

Far away, he heard almost inaudible gunfire.

Survivors.

During the apocalypse, aside from the zombies, there were also survivors.

"I am now the owner of the zombie factory, standing in opposition to humans."

"Damn!"

Lu Chuan, who had just been so proud, frowned, a bitter expression on his face.

There were tyrannical zombies outside, and survivors inside. He was caught in the middle, the outcome of his life uncertain. He didn't stand a chance in front of guns or bombs.

The most urgent task was to activate the first "product."

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