Chapter 850: Chapter 850

Before this series of serial murders, Tang Wenrou’s understanding of zombies came only from books or film, and she thought that these horrifying and powerful creatures simply did not exist in reality. It wasn’t until this incident erupted that she learned from Fang Bai that zombies truly did exist.

Although zombies are evolved from dead corpses, Tang Wenrou was not afraid, her emotions were more of curiosity towards the unknown.

"The Flurry Zombie is an upgraded version of the Green Zombie. Flurry Zombies are covered in long green hair and have bodies as tough as bronze and iron. Ordinary cold or hot weapons can hardly harm them. The Flurry Zombie moves more nimbly and can leap as if it’s flying. And more advanced than the Green Zombies, they are not afraid of ordinary flames and even sunlight..."

As they walked, Fang Bai held Tang Wenrou’s hand and patiently explained.

"And the Flying Zombies are much more formidable than the Flurry Zombies!"

Seeing Tang Wenrou listening attentively, Fang Bai continued with a smile, "If a corpse is buried in a place rich in Essence Energy and nourished by it for a hundred years, it may become an active White Zombie or Black Zombie; another one or two hundred years, and it can evolve into a Green Zombie. A Green Zombie can rely on consuming human blood and absorbing the essence of stars and moon for cultivation, and after about five hundred years, evolve once more into a Flurry Zombie. After a thousand years of cultivation, the Flurry Zombie understands how to use certain spells, achieves a Vajra Indestructible Body, and gains the ability to fly, thus becoming a Flying Zombie..."

"Flying Zombies are that formidable?"

Tang Wenrou gasped in shock, her eyes finally revealing a hint of fear, as she muttered, "If they can use spells, have an indestructible body, and can fly, doesn’t that make them no different from immortals? What if the perpetrator this time is a Flying Zombie? What do we do then?"

"Don’t worry, it can’t be a Flying Zombie!" Fang Bai replied.

"Are you sure?" Tang Wenrou asked.

"I’m sure. The victims of this string of serial murders are all ordinary people, and the blood of ordinary people is of no interest to Flying Zombies! Even Flurry Zombies would not deign to consume the blood of ordinary people, as it’s useless for their cultivation. Therefore, our adversary is most likely a Green Zombie!" Fang Bai explained.

Tang Wenrou let out a sigh of relief and said, "That’s good..."

A Green Zombie might be formidable, but according to Fang Bai, four Profound Level Martial Artists could take it on.

Flurry Zombies, many times stronger than Green Zombies, would be a challenge for even four Earth Level Martial Artists to handle.

As for the strongest of them all, the Flying Zombies, even Fang Bai had no confidence in dealing with them; anyone else facing one would face certain death.

Tang Wenrou felt secretly relieved to have Fang Bai by her side this time. Otherwise, she would have sent out a large number of ordinary police officers, and if they were to encounter a powerful creature like a Green Zombie, she couldn’t imagine the extent of the casualties that would ensue.

As the leader of the task force investigating this series of serial murders, she would have to bear the primary responsibility if many police officers were to suffer casualties, which could not only end her career but also lead to heavy blame.

When Tang Wenrou joined the police force, her goal was to uphold justice and serve the people. Although she wasn’t very keen on promotion, she didn’t want to leave her beloved profession in disgrace either.

The two advanced together, occasionally encountering a few bold pedestrians. They went up to them to advise against wandering outside, lest they get hurt.

Some pedestrians hurried back to their dwellings after listening to them, while others took it lightly, even questioning why Fang Bai and Tang Wenrou themselves were wandering around, meddling in other people’s business. Were they not afraid of the killer?

However, after Fang Bai casually bent a roadside iron railing with his hand, those who questioned them scattered like they had seen a ghost.

If one could casually bend an iron railing as thick as an arm, wouldn’t killing a person be like child’s play? What strongman would fear a murderer?

If a murderer encountered him, that would be supremely bad luck indeed!

Fang Bai and Tang Wenrou wandered nonstop in the suburban outskirts of the city, yet they discovered nothing unusual. Even in their communication with Long Da and the others, there was no sign of any Green Zombies.

Fang Bai instructed everyone to keep watch and not to give up until dawn.

Around twelve o’clock at night, when the moon was high in the sky, a long-distance bus from outside slowly entered a station in the suburban outskirts of Anxi City.

Although the serial killings had left the people of Anxi City in fear, the city itself had not come to a standstill. It was still operating, only now its residents became much more cautious and careful at night.

After the bus stopped at the station, some passengers were picked up by friends and relatives, others checked into nearby hotels, and very few chose to walk on the streets at this late hour.

A little girl, about ten years old, was the last to get off the bus. She looked around blankly before walking towards the exit of the station.

She was dressed in rough, patched old clothes that did not fit her well, and slung over her shoulder was a similarly worn rough cloth bag, bulging with unknown contents.

The girl’s hair was simply tied with a rubber band, and her large eyes were filled with spirit. Although she was dressed simply, like a girl from the countryside, she had delicate features, her skin was pink and fair, with a faint luster that surpassed even those young ladies born into prominent clans and raised in luxury.

What was even more extraordinary was the girl’s transcendent and otherworldly temperament that ordinary people did not possess.

If Fang Bai had been there, he would have recognized at a glance that the little girl had an Innate Spiritual Root, and his heart would have leaped in excitement at the prospect of taking on a new apprentice.

There was a convenience store nearby, open twenty-four hours, and as the little girl passed by, she stopped, looked inside through the glass door, and saw that there was food and drink, causing her to unconsciously lick her lips.

Although the girl was a Martial Artist and could endure hunger and thirst better than ordinary people, after a day and night without food or drink, she was now feeling the pangs of hunger and thirst.

Touching the cloth bag she was carrying, a smile appeared on the little girl’s face as she pushed open the door of the shop and entered.

"Where did this little beggar come from? Out you go! Quick, move it!"

The convenience store’s owner was a burly man in his thirties named Zheng Meng. He was naturally bold and, unlike others who closed their shops early due to the recent murders, he kept his open.

Seeing the girl’s ragged clothes, Zheng Meng mistook her for a beggar and immediately tried to shoo her away.

"Uncle, I’m not a beggar. I want to buy something!"

The little girl, who had clearly not seen much of the world, said timidly in response to Zheng Meng’s fierce expression.

"Buy something? Do you have money?"

Zheng Meng blocked the girl’s path and stretched his hand out in front of her.

"Yes, Uncle, look..."

The little girl said, opening her cloth bag for Zheng Meng to look.

Zheng Meng glanced at the bag, and then his eyes went wide in an instant.