Chapter 418: Chapter 418

While Jing Shu was talking, rumbling sounds came from above. The impatient Supervisors had already hurled several hand grenades, causing the ground at the edge of the mountain where they were meeting to shake.

Dr. Bo, Jing Shu, and Tis all rushed up. Panting, they finally reached the surface and were met with a shocking sight!

Giant pits had formed, emitting a foul odor. The destructive power of the hand grenades was indeed great, but their area of effect was only about ten square meters. At most, only a hundred or so rats had been killed.

Rats the size of piglets were torn into hundreds of pieces, which were instantly devoured by the advancing rat horde! These zombie rats even ate their own kind, growing larger with each comrade they consumed!

This was the real Undead Army.

After a few grenades were thrown, how many were actually killed? They were quickly eaten by their comrades, rendering it all meaningless. Moreover, there was still a dense swarm to deal with! Unless the entire mountain was to be leveled...

"Damn it, stop at once! Don’t throw any more grenades!" Dr. Bo ran frantically to stop the men still intent on throwing grenades, bellowing, "Do you want to collapse the mountain below and bury us and all our supplies?"

After hearing this, the bodyguards realized the gravity of the situation and immediately stopped the others from throwing any more grenades. These supplies were critically important.

"Doctor, we must find a way to stop these damn, harmful rats as soon as possible, or the supplies at the base of the mountain are doomed!"

Heh, the supplies at the base of the mountain are almost gone. If they had been transported earlier, I might have used the moment these people were throwing grenades to completely blow up the base of the mountain, enabling us to escape like a cicada shedding its shell.

Jing Shu shook her head with regret. It would have been better if these rats had come a day later. With them here, even finding an excuse would have been much easier. Yet, they came at such an inopportune time!

Dr. Bo maintained a semblance of composure, but inwardly he was panicking. If our plan is exposed, the consequences will be unthinkable! "Oh God, don’t panic! Damn it, then let’s spray them with gasoline and set them on fire!"

So far, no creature has ever escaped a sea of fire! I refuse to believe that even rats the size of piglets can survive being doused with gasoline and set ablaze!

This was indeed a good method!

Everyone applauded, approving of the idea. Someone immediately went to start the gasoline truck, which was equipped with a hose. Lighting the fire would be easy, as this area required large amounts of both electricity and gasoline. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽

"Wait! We can’t use gasoline!" Jing Shu narrowed her eyes and hurriedly stopped these foolish humans. At the same time, the translator Zhen Nantian had given her relayed her words in English.

After listening to the translation, Dr. Bo asked with confusion, "Why not, Miss Jing? I’m sorry, but I really can’t think of any other method that could quickly stop them."

Jing Shu tapped her temple rhythmically with her knuckle, a slight headache forming. She hadn’t wanted to take the lead in the first place.

Why? Because taking the lead makes it easy to be recognized, and that would make slipping away later much more difficult.

Why can’t I just be a quiet, beautiful girl!

"Calculate the volume of rats this size. Then, calculate how long it would take to completely incinerate such a rat, especially with accelerants. Don’t think of it as ending a normal life. These are Undead creatures. Even under intense flames, they won’t stop moving as other creatures do when burned to death. You have to reduce them to ash before they will stop advancing."

Jing Shu’s words were quickly translated. Whether the translation was perfectly accurate or not, everyone understood the gist.

Dr. Bo’s face turned pale. "Damn it, I forgot about that! Considering their size, it will take at least ten minutes to burn them completely!"

Jing Shu exhaled. "Yes. And until they lose the ability to move, they will keep rushing forward. So, if they are on fire and charge towards the supplies at the base of the mountain, those supplies will be destroyed along with them!"

Everyone seemed to envision the scenario Jing Shu described. Even if a lot of gasoline was spread and the rats were successfully ignited, these creatures were infected with the Zombie virus. They were essentially unkillable and would continue advancing as usual. Soon, they would reach the supplies... That outcome would be even more disastrous!

"Then, what should we do? Do you have any good ideas, Jing? It’s all up to you now, only you!" Dr. Bo said anxiously.

"I can try," Jing Shu nodded, and Dr. Bo’s eyes lit up.

Jing Shu continued, "It’s better to divert than to block. Research shows that creatures infected with the Zombie virus retain their original instincts. These rats are no different; they love to eat oil, especially peanut oil and other cooking oils. If we mix these oils with some gasoline, then have a gasoline truck spray this mixture into the air, we can lure the rats far away. Then, without wasting too much gasoline, we just need to light a single fire, and I believe they will go up in flames."

Of course, Jing Shu suggested this also to prevent those damn rats from returning. If they were going to kill them, they might as well do it thoroughly.

"Excellent, excellent! Your plan is brilliant! We’ll do as you say! Go, get all the peanut oil and various cooking oils! Put them in the gasoline truck! Quick, find someone to drive the gasoline truck over here! We don’t have much time!" Dr. Bo began frantically mobilizing the personnel on-site.

If anything happened to these supplies, everyone would be finished. So, no one dared to slack off, and they all hastened to follow Dr. Bo’s orders.

Soon, countless barrels of cooking oil were poured into the gasoline truck’s tank. Two people ran up to the truck and pulled out the hoses, while the driver maneuvered the vehicle closer to the massive swarm of rats.

"Spray the lead rats with the oil mixture! They will guide the others to change direction!" Jing Shu advised once more. The principle was ’to catch bandits, first catch the king’; these lead rats certainly possessed some level of intelligence.

Following Jing Shu’s instructions, a large amount of the oil mixture was sprayed into the air from the gasoline truck as it slowly drove in a different direction. Soon, the enormous rat horde, enticed by the tempting oil, began to turn and head towards the gasoline truck.

As they ran, they devoured the oil mixture, just as Jing Shu had predicted. They didn’t care what it was—as long as it could be put in their mouths, they would eat it! These germs were terrifying!

But regardless, they began to change direction!

"See? We did it! The rats are starting to run in a different direction!"

Dr. Bo finally let out a sigh of relief. His heart was now pounding as if it wanted to leap out of his chest. In Huaxia, this was known as a ’delayed scare.’