I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1683 - 1677 - A List Book

Chapter 1683: Chapter 1677 - A List Book

"No..."

As they looked at Huang Fuguang’s back so close to them, the three people in the cockpit found it hard to understand. The clothes on his body had completely disappeared, and the cloth strips hanging on him were in tatters, almost leaving him naked. Therefore, they could clearly see the skin on Huang Fuguang’s body ripped open in various places, with a thirty-centimeter gash on his remaining arm, exposing the muscle fibers inside, like a leather jacket sliced open with a knife, with blood continuously seeping and dripping to the ground.

He held a T-shaped zombie-slaying knife made of H steel in a reverse grip. It was this knife that firmly blocked the attack of the dancer, but as a result, it was now filled with numerous cracks, ready to shatter at any moment!

The few people in the cockpit were still shocked, their faces full of confusion. Huang Fuguang was evidently seriously injured, and the hand that blocked the dancer’s attack was trembling uncontrollably. He was close to exhaustion. If it were anyone else, the first thing they would do is leave, and Huang Fuguang had just done that. But for some reason, he had returned, risking his life to protect them.

Ugh~ Ugh...! Ah!

While the others were deep in thought, Huang Fuguang at the front let out a low growl, the veins on his forehead bulging. He exerted all the strength he could muster, desperately blocking the great sword that the dancer pressed down on!

At this moment, the gap between a zombie of the same rank and a new human of the same rank became evident. The dancer’s strength clearly surpassed Huang Fuguang’s by far. Despite his desperate support, the increasing pressure from the dancer bending his arm down!

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave already!"

At this time, seeing that the Ghost Head’s group still hadn’t left, Huang Fuguang couldn’t control himself and shouted, his voice extremely hoarse!

"Huh?"

Wu Zhixiong snapped back to reality, maneuvering the Scavenger to retreat, distancing themselves from Huang Fuguang.

After retreating a distance of thirty to forty meters, Huang Fuguang felt it was enough. He released his grip, letting his body drop down, then quickly braced himself, blocking the dancer’s protruding tentacles with his body!

Crack!

A crisp breaking sound, the zombie-slaying knife in his hand shattered completely, but he took advantage of the force to slide back to the front of the Scavenger vehicle.

He turned and took one last look, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"You’re probably wondering why I saved you, right?"

"What... what can we do?"

"You’re soldiers; obeying orders is your duty... I’ve come this far in life; I can’t live on, originally... but... never mind... So, my saving you isn’t for free. Here, I have one last task for you."

"This... okay..."

The few in the cockpit exchanged glances, knowing that he wouldn’t save them for no reason, definitely having some demands. But, would a Level 8 New Human giving them a task be too difficult?

They didn’t voice their hesitations, just hoping that Huang Fuguang’s task was simple. If it was too difficult, they would abandon it outright, after all, even if he did save them, escaping the Sanctuary City would still depend entirely on themselves.

"You don’t need to worry..." Seemingly having guessed what they were thinking, Huang Fuguang began to speak, but before he finished, he paused, coughed several times, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, drawing everyone’s gaze, Yong included, whose expression turned odd at the sight.

Huang Fuguang’s spittle was no longer bright red, but black!

"This..." The Ghost Head and his two companions also turned pale, recognizing the symptoms of infection by the silver-armored zombie. Huang Fuguang was right; he was beyond saving. Even if he survived, it wouldn’t be long before he turned into a bloodthirsty silver-armored zombie!

"Hehehe..." He took note of their expressions, chuckling with a bitter face, yet seeming as if he was on the brink of relief.

He didn’t explain the reason for his laughter, continuing, "You don’t need to worry, this task is simple. You want to leave here, don’t you? This task suits you. On the top floor of the Headphone Building, there’s a Flame Bird fighter jet. It can help you leave the Sanctuary City in no time."

"What? Flame Bird?"

Upon hearing Huang Fuguang’s words, the three were stunned. The Flame Bird was the fastest jet in Sanctuary City, equipped with the most advanced weapons. Yet, they thought these jets had all been lost in the Second District battle?

Wu Zhixiong quickly broke into a smile. Using a jet to escape was far safer than in the Scavenger!

"There’s actually a Flame Bird left?"

"Yes, as long as you can fly it, the fighter jet atop the Headphone Building is yours to handle however you wish."

The three exchanged glances, Wu Zhixiong almost agreeing immediately, but caught himself and asked, "Who was this jet originally meant for?"

A Flame Bird jet isn’t something any ordinary force could possess. The fact it was on the Headphone Building hinted it was for some important person’s escape, so how could it be theirs?

"It was prepared for me."

"Then you..."

"There’s not much time, and now I feel... it’s better I die here."

"Alright... so what’s the task?"

"Go to the Information Engineering Management Building and find something. On the 32nd floor, fourth room on the right after entering the stairs, there is a black backpack on the table. It’s inside."

"What is it?"

"A roster."

"Both places are central; who knows how many zombies are there. Won’t we just be sending ourselves to our deaths?"

"Don’t worry about that. There aren’t many zombies in the center; most are now in the Eastern Region."

They exchanged glances again. To be honest, they were tempted. The destination was close to the Headphone Building, and after acquiring the item, quickly heading to the top of the building to board the Flame Bird and leave provided an excellent chance to escape the Sanctuary City, leaving them no room to refuse!

"Indeed... it suits us, but you only want us to retrieve that roster?"

"Yes! The roster contains the names of all the soldiers who participated in this battle. I want you to make it public once you leave, letting the world know each person who died in this fight; letting them know they are all heroes!"

"There are too many unsung heroes, but at least they... shouldn’t be forgotten by history..."

"This..."

For a moment, the three were speechless. Brother Shi stared blankly at the man named Huang Fuguang, then raised his hand in a salute, with the other two following suit at the sight.