Translator: WuWang
Editor: Lightbubble
Chapter 7: Run Away
That was really a pleasant surprise . Even the ugly walking dead became a bit cuter in Zhang Mu's eyes .
Zhang Mu slowly moved closer to them . The three walking dead were tightly tangled together and couldn't move a step . Seeing this, Zhang Mu grew more guts and quickly walked towards them .
Zhang Mu walked to the fat walking dead and found that his Tang sword had almost been wrapped in its body . However, the fat walking dead had stopped generating more cuticles because its energy had reached its limit . Its body naturally stopped .
How could he draw his Tang sword out?
Zhang Mu observed the sword and tried several times . He failed . Even though he stepped on the fat walking dead's neck and forcibly pulled the sword, it didn't move a bit .
That mutated walking dead's fat was really too thick .
Suddenly, Zhang Mu had an idea .
If he killed the fat walking dead, it would lose its regenerative capacity and its cuticle layer would become fragile .
Zhang Mu wanted to use his fist, but was worried about being hurt . That would put him in unnecessary trouble . Thinking, he put down his hand and looked around . He picked up a brick from the ground and smashed it on the fat walking dead's head as hard as he could .
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The fat walking dead's survival instinct made it twitch on the ground, but its struggle was doomed to futility .
One, two… Zhang My knocked the brick at the same place dozens of time . Its face had been smashed into a chunk of minced meat . Finally, the fat walking dead lost its life and its cuticle layer stopped repairing itself .
Zhang Mu puffed . He didn't dare to be careless because there were still two other walking deads .
The brick had been dyed black by the blood . Zhang Mu threw it away and wiped his hands on his pants, then held the Tang sword's handle in his hands, trying his best to draw it out . The sword gradually loosened .
He broke out a loud yell, drawing out the Tang sword .
Fortunately, first-ranked walking dead's' blood wasn't corrosive . Otherwise, he would've lost the sword forever and there would be nowhere for him to cry to .
The two walking dead were still struggling . The cuticle layer which bounded their claws had started loosening .
As Zhang Mu drew out his sword, one of the walking dead also drew its claws out .
Walking deads don't feel tired . Since Zhang Mu was standing in front of it, it immediately pounced at him, trying to tear at his flesh .
Zhang Mu didn't have time to take a rest . He immediately held the sword in his hand and turned to face his assailant . At this time, the tailored Tang sword's additional 20 cm finally showed its use .
Before the walking dead reached him, Zhang Mu had sidestepped its claws and swung at its arm . He lifted his leg and kicked at its body . The walking dead lost its balance and was forced to step back .
Zhang Mu didn't follow up the small victory with hot pursuit however . He knew that the another walking dead would get rid of its constraints at any time . Taking the opportunity that its claws were still struck, his sword cut through its neck .
The only hidden trouble had been solved . The remaining walking dead was already not a threat to Zhang Mu . As if it didn't know that Zhang Mu had cut off its claws, it still rushed at Zhang Mu, waving its broken arms fiercely .
Zhang Mu casually brandished his sword, finishing the battle .
Zhang Mu found that the fat walking dead was too heavy to move . He had to chop off its head along the wound on its neck to searching for its crystal .
After taking out the three crystals from the three walking dead's, Zhang Mu felt very tired . He staggered and leaned on the sword .
As he gasped for air, the ground suddenly shook . He looked up, then cursed with helplessness .
The walking dead on the square were all running towards him .
Are you kidding me? How it possible that they all finished eating at the same time!
Translator: WuWang.
Editor: Lightbubble.
Chapter 7: Run Away.
That was really a pleasant surprise . Even the ugly walking dead became a bit cuter in Zhang Mu's eyes . .
Zhang Mu slowly moved closer to them . The three walking dead were tightly tangled together and couldn't move a step . Seeing this, Zhang Mu grew more guts and quickly walked towards them . .
Zhang Mu walked to the fat walking dead and found that his Tang sword had almost been wrapped in its body . However, the fat walking dead had stopped generating more cuticles because its energy had reached its limit . Its body naturally stopped . .
How could he draw his Tang sword out?.
Zhang Mu observed the sword and tried several times . He failed . Even though he stepped on the fat walking dead's neck and forcibly pulled the sword, it didn't move a bit . .
That mutated walking dead's fat was really too thick . .
Suddenly, Zhang Mu had an idea . .
If he killed the fat walking dead, it would lose its regenerative capacity and its cuticle layer would become fragile . .
Zhang Mu wanted to use his fist, but was worried about being hurt . That would put him in unnecessary trouble . Thinking, he put down his hand and looked around . He picked up a brick from the ground and smashed it on the fat walking dead's head as hard as he could . .
Peng! Peng! Peng!.
The fat walking dead's survival instinct made it twitch on the ground, but its struggle was doomed to futility . .
One, two… Zhang My knocked the brick at the same place dozens of time . Its face had been smashed into a chunk of minced meat . Finally, the fat walking dead lost its life and its cuticle layer stopped repairing itself . .
Zhang Mu puffed . He didn't dare to be careless because there were still two other walking deads . .
The brick had been dyed black by the blood . Zhang Mu threw it away and wiped his hands on his pants, then held the Tang sword's handle in his hands, trying his best to draw it out . The sword gradually loosened . .
He broke out a loud yell, drawing out the Tang sword . .
Fortunately, first-ranked walking dead's' blood wasn't corrosive . Otherwise, he wouldve lost the sword forever and there would be nowhere for him to cry to . .
The two walking dead were still struggling . The cuticle layer which bounded their claws had started loosening . .
As Zhang Mu drew out his sword, one of the walking dead also drew its claws out . .
Walking deads dont feel tired . Since Zhang Mu was standing in front of it, it immediately pounced at him, trying to tear at his flesh . .
Zhang Mu didn't have time to take a rest . He immediately held the sword in his hand and turned to face his assailant . At this time, the tailored Tang sword's additional 20 cm finally showed its use . .
Before the walking dead reached him, Zhang Mu had sidestepped its claws and swung at its arm . He lifted his leg and kicked at its body . The walking dead lost its balance and was forced to step back . .
Zhang Mu didn't follow up the small victory with hot pursuit however . He knew that the another walking dead would get rid of its constraints at any time . Taking the opportunity that its claws were still struck, his sword cut through its neck . .
The only hidden trouble had been solved . The remaining walking dead was already not a threat to Zhang Mu . As if it didn't know that Zhang Mu had cut off its claws, it still rushed at Zhang Mu, waving its broken arms fiercely . .
Zhang Mu casually brandished his sword, finishing the battle . .
Zhang Mu found that the fat walking dead was too heavy to move . He had to chop off its head along the wound on its neck to searching for its crystal . .
After taking out the three crystals from the three walking dead's, Zhang Mu felt very tired . He staggered and leaned on the sword . .
As he gasped for air, the ground suddenly shook . He looked up, then cursed with helplessness . .
The walking dead on the square were all running towards him . .
Are you kidding me? How it possible that they all finished eating at the same time!.
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