"Thank you, little brother."
Shang Hua, supporting his wife Sheng Jing, looked at Ling Feng and said gratefully.
If it weren't for Ling Feng, they might have been blocked outside. Although he had the ability to repel the monsters charging at him, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't get injured.
Overconfidence in the face of the unknown was not a good thing, especially when he had someone to protect.
"It's nothing. How about you? Are you injured? Those monsters seemed to charge at us when they saw us."
Ling Feng waved his hand. Shang Hua and Sheng Jing were arguably two of the few good people in the movie. Ling Feng saved them not just because of the mission, but also because of their kind nature.
It was, in a way, fulfilling the saying that good people are rewarded.
"We're fine," Shang Hua and Sheng Jing nodded simultaneously.
Seeing that the zombies outside had stopped banging on the door, everyone breathed a collective sigh of relief and slowly calmed down.
Director Kim squeezed out from the crowd, looking at Ling Feng and the others with a mixture of panic and curiosity.
"My God, those people..."
"What on earth were they?"
However, no one paid him any attention now. Everyone had finally calmed down. Some were analyzing the situation, while others sat on the soft seats to rest and clear their minds.
...
"Xiu An, are you alright?" Seok Woo squatted down, looking Xiu An up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming she was unharmed.
"Hey, buddy."
At this moment, Shang Hua patted Seok Woo on the shoulder. Seok Woo stood up from the ground, turned around, and looked at Shang Hua, who was patting his shoulder, asking in confusion, "What is it?"
Seeing Seok Woo's expression of not knowing what had happened, Shang Hua chuckled and said, "Aren't you going to apologize?"
"What are you talking about?" Seok Woo asked, looking puzzled.
Shang Hua was already a bit angry, and seeing Seok Woo like this, he immediately lost his temper. He glared at Seok Woo and cursed.
"You scoundrel."
"We were all running over, and you still wanted to slam the door shut."
"Are you crazy? You bastard."
"If it weren't for this young man, you would have gotten us killed!"
Seeing Shang Hua like this, Seok Woo also became displeased and retorted loudly, "Watch your words. You're not the only one in danger."
"Really...
Military at Daejeon Station?
They've probably joined the zombie ranks by now.
...
As time passed, the train soon arrived at Daejeon Station and stopped. Ling Feng opened his eyes as he sensed the train stopping. He took out the unsharpened sword he had already wrapped from his spatial storage and carried it in his hand, following the crowd off the train.
A cold glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. The hunt was about to begin.
Ling Feng glanced at Director Kim, who was running towards the rear of the train, knowing that he intended to persuade the train conductor to abandon them and head to Busan.
But Director Kim didn't realize that the train conductor was not someone who would prioritize his own interests.
So, he paid no further attention to him and followed the crowd to the waiting hall via the elevator.
Ling Feng saw Shang Hua, who was always protecting his wife, and approached him, quietly reminding him, "Be careful later. It's too quiet here."
"Isn't quiet a good thing?" Shang Hua said casually when he saw it was Ling Feng.
"No, in this situation, if it's this quiet, it means danger might be imminent." Ling Feng shook his head. The quieter it was, the more violent the storm would be.
"Didn't the broadcast say there were military personnel stationed here? Aren't you being too nervous?" Sheng Jing replied.
"It's precisely because the military is stationed here that the quiet is strange. Regardless, let's not take the elevator. The stairs are safer. We can run away quickly if danger arises," Ling Feng suggested.
In the original plot, they would encounter infected military zombies when going downstairs.
As for why Ling Feng didn't warn everyone to stop going?
In this situation, no one would believe what he said, so preventing people from going was wishful thinking.
All he could do was to protect those who survived as much as possible. He was not invincible, and his strength had limits.
Protect everyone?
Sorry, he was powerless to do so.
"Okay." Knowing that Ling Feng meant well for them, Shang Hua and Sheng Jing nodded.
"By the way, little brother, what is that in your hand?" Shang Hua's eyes fell on the object in Ling Feng's hand, asking with curiosity. He had noticed Ling Feng holding it all along.
"A self-defense weapon, just a sword," Ling Feng said indifferently.
"A sword?" Shang Hua was stunned. Swords were controlled items, and he was allowed to bring one onto the train?
*Creak—*
The sound of iron railings being pushed echoed. The eyes of Ling Feng and the other two looked over. It was Seok Woo and his group.
They were already in the waiting hall, and Seok Woo and the others seemed to be heading in another direction.
"Let's ignore them."
Shang Hua was a little displeased with Seok Woo's attitude, so he said lightly and continued to walk forward, supporting Sheng Jing.
Because of Ling Feng's reminder, they did not take the elevator this time but walked down the stairs slowly.
"There's something wrong."
At the stairwell entrance, Ling Feng also uncovered the cloth wrapped around the sword, revealing the blade. He then put a Revitalizing Pill in his mouth to prevent his stamina from being depleted too quickly and recovering.
Hearing Ling Feng's reminder, Shang Hua, with his sharp eyes, saw the riot shields scattered on the ground at the stairwell entrance. A sense of foreboding washed over him, and he immediately stopped Sheng Jing.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Shang Hua blocking her, Sheng Jing asked with confusion.
"Something's not right," Shang Hua said with a serious expression, his gaze fixed on the stairs below.
"How is it possible..." Before Sheng Jing could finish her sentence, a sudden change occurred!
"Ahhh!" Piercing screams echoed in the quiet space, followed by growls and the sounds of running.
At the entrance of the stairwell! A large wave of zombies appeared, startling Sheng Jing and Shang Hua. Sheng Jing trembled slightly and said in disbelief, "How could this be... even the army..."
"Stop talking, hurry and run!" Shang Hua pulled Sheng Jing and rushed back. They were at the rear of the group, and no one was blocking them.
"Little brother!"
Shang Hua saw Ling Feng not running and quickly shouted. He couldn't just watch Ling Feng get into trouble. If it weren't for his reminder, the situation would have been dire.
"You guys go ahead, protect your wife!"
After saying that, Ling Feng moved forward instead of retreating, his sword slicing through the neck of a zombie. After a month of special training, he was no longer the person he was before crossing over. He could now initially control his strength.
Moreover, he was now at the eighth level of Qi Refining, with a strength that could reach two Niu, which was 800 kilograms. In terms of power, his punch had a force of 0.8 tons, equivalent to the weight of a small car!
Combined with the unsharpened sword, slicing through a zombie's neck was effortless!
The severed zombie's head sprayed bright red blood like a fountain. Ling Feng frowned. Although he could kill zombies, the scene still made him feel a bit nauseous.
He kicked out, sending the headless zombie flying, knocking down several other zombies along the way.
The fallen zombies rolled down the stairs like bowling balls, causing more zombies to slip and fall.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing a zombie and gaining one point of Willpower!]
"One point of Willpower? That valuable?"
Ling Feng's eyes lit up. He casually dispatched a zombie that pounced at him and did not linger on the stairs to face the zombie horde. He immediately retreated to the stairwell entrance, killing the surging zombies while checking the time to prepare his escape.