Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 922

Ling Yanyan's movements were extremely fast and well-concealed; unless one was a master, they wouldn't notice him at all. The Corpse General was no exception; it only hesitated for a moment before giving chase again, albeit at a much slower pace.

"Haha! You idiot, trying to fight me!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but burst into laughter upon seeing this, and then continued to run away.

The corpse general seemed somewhat enraged and quickened its pace to chase after Ling Yanyan. Seeing this, Ling Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief; he had been afraid the corpse general wouldn't engage him, but once it did, things would be much easier.

As the distance between them shortened, Ling Yanyan felt a surge of excitement, thinking to himself, "Damn it, you've finally fallen into my hands! After I deal with you, I'll go find that bitch and get revenge!"

Ling Yanyan had already devised a plan. He would first lure the corpse to the suburbs, then use a vehicle as cover to smash the gasoline drum and burn the corpse to death.

As for how to deal with the Corpse General, Ling Yanyan already had an idea in mind!

He would lure the corpses into the burial grounds, then take advantage of the chaos to lead them to the location of the formation, and finally use the formation to destroy them.

Ling Yanyan's calculations were meticulous, but unfortunately, he overlooked one thing! The corpse general not only lacked the ability to think, but also lacked rationality; it only knew how to obey orders.

Once the corpse has identified its prey, it will never give up easily. It relentlessly pursued Ling Yanyan, constantly pressuring him.

Ling Yanyan was filled with resentment, thinking that if it weren't for the numerous restrictions imposed by this broken system, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state, being chased around by a corpse.

Ling Yanyan knew that things couldn't continue like this. Only by finding a suitable opportunity could he kill this corpse general, otherwise things would get complicated.

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Since you want to chase me, then I'll let you chase me. Once we reach our destination, I'll trap you like a turtle in a jar, and then we'll see who kills whom.

Ling Yanyan pretended to collapse to the ground, panting heavily, his forehead covered in fine sweat, his clothes already soaked with cold sweat. He acted as if he was exhausted, deliberately appearing very tired to attract the corpse generals to attack.

Seeing Ling Yanyan's tired expression, the corpse general, without suspecting anything, indeed stepped towards Ling Yanyan.

At this critical moment, a cruel smile appeared on Ling Yanyan's lips. With a sudden jolt, his limp body straightened, and his eyes shone brightly.

The corpse general had already stood in front of Ling Yanyan. Ling Yanyan clenched his fists and smashed a heavy hammer into the corpse general's chest.

He never expected Ling Yanyan to launch a sneak attack at this moment, and was caught off guard and hit squarely.

The corpse general let out a miserable scream as its entire chest cavity caved in, the sound of bones shattering clearly audible. Ling Yan Yan's power was immense; even with the corpse general's thick skin and flesh, it couldn't withstand his full-force attack.

"Bang!" The corpse general was sent flying backward, crashing heavily three meters away. Although Ling Yanyan only used 30% of his power in this move, it still made the corpse general suffer greatly.

The corpse, clutching its bleeding wound, got up and glared venomously at Ling Yanyan.

"Hehe." Ling Yanyan laughed, "Don't you like chasing? Come on, chase me!"

Ling Yanyan's actions enraged the Corpse General, who roared and charged at him. Ling Yanyan grinned and, instead of retreating, advanced to meet him.

boom!

The two collided, the immense force causing violent ripples in the surrounding air. Ling Yan Yan remained motionless, while the Corpse General staggered back several steps, his chest heaving and his breathing rapid.

Ling Yanyan was overjoyed, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, he really has no intelligence. He couldn't even withstand one punch, could he?"

The Corpse General's strength far exceeded Ling Yanyan's expectations. Ling Yanyan knew he couldn't hold back anymore, or he would be in danger today.

Ling Yanyan clenched his fists, gathering the vital energy from his dantian into his fists, condensing an extremely terrifying power.