A Zombie Wave, Mutant Zombie Appears!

Upon hearing Johnson's words, Monica's expression immediately changed.

Something was coming?

As to its nature, did she even need to ask?

Johnson picked up the Electromagnetic Machine Gun and walked out. Monica ran over to the bed and grabbed a new set of clothes.

When she ran out in a black hoodie, black jeans, and sneakers, Johnson, who was standing outside, had on a serious expression.

Monica followed Johnson's gaze and almost jumped in shock.

The street in front of them was filled with zombies from over 100 meters away and they were walking towards their direction.

"What happened? Where did these zombies come from?!"

Monica screamed in horror, while Johnson frowned slightly.

There were too many!

As far as the eye could see, the area was densely packed with zombies. It was impossible to tell the exact number.

Johnson took out his small electromagnetic pistol and handed it to Monica. Now was not the time to think so much. One more person would mean an additional combatant.

Before Monica could react, Johnson had already stuffed a small pistol into her hand.

She recognized it immediately as the weapon Johnson had used to kill the three gangsters yesterday.

"This… how do I use this…"

Monica held the electromagnetic pistol with both hands that trembled slightly. She was obviously panicking.

"Hold tight with both hands. After aiming, pull the trigger with your index finger."

After Monica heard Johnson's explanation, she pulled the trigger a few times randomly. However, all of her shots went to the sky instead.

Electromagnetic pistols were unlike gunpowder weapons, they had practically no recoil.

God knew how she used it to achieve such a disastrous aim.

Johnson sighed and took back his electromagnetic pistol.

"I think you better watch from the side."

Johnson held onto the Electromagnetic Machine Gun and took a deep breath.

The muzzle of the electromagnetic gun condensed into an extremely bright point of light. Then, electromagnetic bullets rained out from the muzzle.

The zombies not far away immediately fell down in droves.

At the same time, continuous notifications popped up in Johnson's mind.

[Successfully killed a mutated creature. Obtained 1 point]

[Successfully killed a mutated creature. Obtained 1 point]

[Successfully killed a mutated creature. Obtained 1 point]

Seeing this scene, Monica widened her eyes.

Were these really zombies that almost wiped out all of mankind?

Why did they become so easy to deal with after she met Johnson?

One had to know that in Monica's impression, these zombies were simply the most terrifying things in the world.

Not only were they extremely strong, without injuring their brains, it was impossible to kill them.

Many of the human beings were bitten to death by those zombies, or infected and turned into one of their kind.

But right now, Johnson was slaughtering these zombies.

That's right, slaughtering!

Beams of light shot towards the zombie wave.

Every ray of light accurately pierced through the heads of the zombies. Sometimes, it could even kill several zombies at the same time.

Those terrifying zombies were now akin to a bunch of live targets.

As Johnson fired, he cautiously observed his surroundings.

The noises that he heard earlier weren't from these ordinary zombies at all, despite their number.

He had a strong premonition in his heart….

… that there had to be a mutated zombie nearby!

Those ordinary zombies were probably lured over by that mutated zombie.

He had to be careful of his surroundings at all times to prevent himself from being ambushed by that mutated zombie!

The zombies in front of him fell one after another, but Johnson still didn't dare let his guard down.

The corpses of the zombies in front of them had almost piled up into a small mountain, but there were still quite a lot of zombies that managed to "cross the mountain".

Johnson retreated slowly as he fired, keeping as much distance from the mountain of corpses as possible to prevent his vision from being affected.

The next moment, Johnson saw a black shadow flash by in his peripheral vision.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned in that direction and fired.

However, the black figure was too fast. Soon, it had already darted in and blended into the zombie army.

If he kept shooting at the dark figure, he would only hit the ordinary zombies in front.

At this moment, Johnson felt the limitations of an Electromagnetic Machine Gun.

Attacking ordinary zombies was indeed effective, but there were many restrictions against mutated zombies.

"After this crisis is resolved, I must make a more useful weapon!" Johnson thought to himself.

Of course, the prerequisite was to get out of the current crisis alive.

Johnson continued to aim and shoot at the zombies.

At that moment, he had already raised his weapon to a 45-degree angle, because the number of corpses piled up in front of him was just too many.

100? 200?

He was not even sure how many he had killed, so he could only wait and see how many points he had obtained.

However, the zombies were still continuously rushing over.

Johnson didn't panic, continuously shooting while retreating.

The next moment, the black shadow reappeared. It jumped out of the zombie crowd, latching onto a wall with its four limbs.

This was the first time Johnson clearly saw the appearance of the mutated zombie.

Most of the ordinary zombies were no different from normal adults.

However, this zombie looked like a dwarf, its height only reaching about one meter tall.

What was even scarier was that…

…this dwarfish zombie was actually smiling at him!