Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Chapter 137: EP21: New guys

A golden-colored narcissistic aura emitted out of Feng, diffusing backward in waves. It made him look so holy that Dracula and Arnold nearly kneeled down in prayers, but they have more important matters to attend to, so they didn't pray to the newly birthed God of narcissism.

On the other hand, notifications pooped up in the holographic screen of the chessboard.

"Ding! Red-alert. A person with contagious Mental retardation detected. Immediately Call for a galactical psychiatrist before the contagious mental retardation spread far and wide. Ding! Not even, the robots are safe from this!"

Seeing this message, Dracula replied calculated by, "Don't worry, the mental retardation radiation waves will stop after master calm down."

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A new day had begun yet it was still dark as the Doom cloud blocked all the sun rays.

Noticing the time, Feng gazed at the sky. He simply saw darkness in its purest form. It seemed to be always looking down at the livings inhabiting the land, waiting for the fateful day of their death.

"They that it had gotten thicker than before," Feng muttered while concluding the death toll of the entire world. "Around 2.5 billion, I suppose!"

Feng believed that the app he created and distributed free of charge will have a massive impact on the war between humans and zombies. The Leaf of Annihilation will cause more zombies to die, and more people to live.

Though, everything depended on the will of the population. They will only survive if they have a will to fight, or else, the death toll will keep on increasing.

Feng sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes after pulling out a strengthening crystal from the thirds soul space. It was about time that he increased his physical strength.

The more powerful his physique, the bigger his energy-fields will be. Right now, he was ten times more powerful than a normal adult human. His first energy-field was 10 kilometers wide, his second energy-field was five kilometers wide, his third energy field was 2.5 kilometers wide. Increasing his strength will increase the amounts of different types of energy he can store in his energy field.

While his blood bank had an infinite space, it could store an infinite amount of blood.

Feng directly ate the strengthening crystal to increase his physical strength. He could eat it like a cupcake because his physique was strong enough to control the massive influx of energy this crystal contained.

He entered a state of mediation after eating the strengthening crystal.

The crystal melted after facing the onslaught of his guts juice. The energy mixed with Feng's own. Then he activated the art of Blood Veins Tempering Heaven and Earth.

In mere minutes, all the energy was used to temper his bones and veins to another level.

Though, this time he felt that his strength hasn't increased a lot.

Feng's analyzed his body, in the end, he came to the conclusion that his physical strength has only increased by a small margin. "Seems like this crystal becomes less effective the more powerful my physiques becomes," Feng muttered in disappointment as he gazed at the strengthening crystal held in his hand.

His bones and veins were already used to being tempered by the energy of this strengthening crystal. This was the same as the effect of taking drugs. The more you take it, the less effective it becomes in the long run.

A blood seal appeared in mid-air. A hollow portal opened, and he pulled out all of the strengthening crystal that he stored in Deicide's soul space. The egg-shaped strengthening crystals were the first to face their end. Then the bigger one followed.

One by one, the strengthening crystals dropped into the pits of the abyss, as he ate them all.

The bigger ones had more energy than the smaller ones. It rook him more time to completely digest energy from the bigger crystal and utilize the absorbed energy as a means to increase the quality of his physique and his physical strength.

While he was increasing his strength, the others were chilling. 

Chandni cooked food for the little mortals while Dracula, who had mastered the use of Chuba, was trying to communicate with the aliens in the faraway space. 

Arnold was spread over the roof of the moving black-trucks. After the conversation with Aneurin, he had nothing much to do.

Any danger could be thwarted by Feng Mei, who defeated an entire army of mutated crows with a finger. Then there was also Dracula, who caused a massive blast that demolished a griffin like bird. Due to all these reasons, Arnold found himself free of worries.

He could finally relax. Feeling the wind against his face, he chilled. Then he entered a state of deep sleep.

Just like that, hours passed by for Feng and his teammate.

By that time, the super-short guy wearing broken glasses and the super-tall guys wearing only pants, who had been running the whole night from zombies that couldn't be killed, had also reached near the source of their destination. Currently, the tall guy was running from danger while carrying the unconscious short guy in a bridal post. 

The tall guys is called Khan.

Some meters behind Khan was a team of zombies that walked on the land like cheetahs. Each of these zombies were like the most-normal dude zombies. Though, they were dropped on all fours, due to which, they were faster than normal human adults as they utilized all four of their limbs to run. 

Behind them extended a massive wave of zombies, numbering at least a thousand. Some of them were missing their heads, yet they still moved. Occasionally, they will crack out in eerie laughter, and ghastly shouts that sounded like a banshee wail in the ears of Khan.

After hearing the wail, Khan felt slight drowsiness. Remembering that this wail had knocked out the Geek in his hand, he increased the pace of his running.

The headless zombies didn't have a face, yet they could still make sound. The wails came from within their rotting bodies. These wails had drowsiness effects. It was powerful enough to knock out the little adult in his hand.

Khan was out of breath. Running for a whole night while carrying another person was not an easy task. His muscular body was giving upon him. He knew that soon he had to make a cruel choice. He could discard James (the short adult) and make a run for it or he could run until he cannot and die together with him.

The first choice was cruel to the unconscious guys, who had helped him so many times. While the second choice was being cruel to himself.

Unable to make a decision, he continued onwards, dashing through the trees and bushes. He only ran in a single direction, not bothering to hide behind trees, as the zombies behind him didn't require sound or vision to follow another person.

For khan, who is sweating tears of blood, this was like a zombie Apocalypse mixed with fucking alien technology as the zombies behind him could track him down no matter what. It was as if they had attached an invisible tracker on his body. Furthermore, there was a freaking mystic shop at the corner of his vision. He didn't get the chance to check it out as he had been busy running.

"When did I join a marathon race?" Khan muttered between his breath. Ten hours of running was more than he signed up for. 

He was a normal human... Well, way powerful than others. His strength was totally credited to his great genes and bulky muscles. Though, even his powerful body was failing him in the end.

He was exhausted and reaching his limits while the zombies chasing him down were burning with vigor.

"I guess this is my end," Khan thought. Unknowingly he had agreed to die with James. Maybe it's because he already knew that he couldn't outrun those zombies even if he discarded James or maybe it was something entirely else.

At the end of his flight, he heard the roaring sound of the engine, and his eyes glimpsed at two massive trucks. Incredibly, he had ran to the TCC highways. Coincidentally, the trucks boarded by Feng Mei just happened to be passing by. 

Mustering up whatever strength he could from his swelled muscle, he traveled out from the tree and grass-covered sideways, and dropped in front of the trucks. 

Joh, the robot meant to handle finance-related matters, saw two guys suddenly appearing right in front of his precious black-truck. He wanted to run them over, but he had to pull on the brake pedal, as that's what his protocol demanded.

The protocol was installed in his system by the creators at the time of his birth. The protocol forced him to not hurt any human. If he did any actions related to harming humans then his system will be wiped clean.

Joh pulled on a harsh brake, which caused the black-truck to slide on the road as if it was a skate on an icy road. John, who is meant to follow the same actions as Joh, also pulled the deceleration lever.