Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1199 - 742: Zombie Uprising! (2)

The clamp holding the enhanced Zombie Attraction Potion suddenly loosened.

The small glass bottle slowly began to fall.

Seven seconds later.

The glass bottle containing the Zombie Attraction Potion smashed on the edge of the building identified during the day.

Crack!

The fragile glass bottle collided with the hard concrete, making a crisp sound.

This sound was neither too loud nor too quiet.

Since there were no residents in the Zhou Family's area, no one heard it.

The gurgling red-black liquid flowed along the edge of the rooftop of this building.

Whoosh—

A gust of wind blew, carrying the strong scent of blood even farther.

......

The drone hovered in the air for a while, with everyone staring at the dark area below.

The glass bottle was too small for them to see where the Zombie Attraction Potion finally landed.

Before the departure, Li Yu had replaced the original container with a glass bottle that was easy to break.

This way, when dropped from a high altitude, it would easily shatter and break.

Li Yu had considered opening the bottle cap before the drone took off, and then flying it over, to ensure that the liquid would definitely flow out when it fell.

However, there was a huge problem: the drone itself would shake, and once airborne, its body would sway from the wind, potentially spilling the liquid from the bottle.

Therefore, in the end, a more fragile container was used so it would definitely break upon falling.

........

At this moment in the Western Alliance, Gan Xiong was tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

As he grew older, falling asleep became difficult.

Coupled with constant worry about Gan Long and the others' safety, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

"Alas....." Gan Xiong eventually gave up on trying to sleep, threw off the covers, sat up in bed, put on his shoes, wrapped himself in a blanket, and paced to the window.

Swoosh——

Gan Xiong pulled open the curtains, letting the moonlight pour in. Its gentle glow brought him a bit of peace.

His eyes held a hint of worry, bloodshot, as he looked at the moon in the sky, feeling an inexplicable anxiety, as if it had come out of nowhere.

"It's been so many days. According to the plan, they should be on their way back." Gan Xiong knew that many things required patience and anxiety was useless.

However, he just couldn't calm his mind.

After a long time, he turned on the room's light, slowly approached his desk, picked up a brush, spread out some Xuan paper, and wrote three large characters: "Stay Calm."

He scrutinized it and felt it was lacking.

So he wrote another, this time the strokes moved like a dragon or snake, rewriting the three characters.

Frowning in dissatisfaction.

He continued writing the same three characters on over a dozen sheets.

Stay calm!

Snap!

The more Gan Xiong wrote, the more anxious he felt, tossing the brush onto the inkstone.

The tip of the brush hit the inkstone, splattering some ink, which dripped onto the white paper.

Gan Xiong originally hoped to calm himself through calligraphy, but it only intensified his anxiety instead.

He put on his jacket, left the room, and went downstairs. The security personnel at the door were on duty and looked puzzled when they saw Gan Xiong coming down, but seeing his slightly displeased face, they dared not ask any questions.

"Boss," the two security personnel addressed Gan Xiong.

"Mm, just taking a walk outside," Gan Xiong responded blandly.

The security personnel exchanged a look. It was already late at night, and instead of sleeping, he wanted to take a walk around the base.

They were tired to death.

But neither dared to complain, sticking closely behind Gan Xiong to protect his safety.

At the main gate of the Western Alliance, on the wall.

Zhuang Shaohua was lying on a camp bed, occasionally waving his hands, surrounded by the buzz of two mosquitoes.

Zhuang Shaohua was having a sweet dream, but just as he was about to shine, it was inexplicably interrupted, leaving him irritable, with a furrowed brow.

Outside this small pavilion, three or four people sat on the wall, bored and somewhat sleepy.

Their heads bobbed like chickens pecking at grain.

Spring fatigue, summer sleepiness, autumn naps, and winter hibernation.

Since the rain during the Qingming, the weather had turned much warmer, making it too easy for people to feel drowsy.

The night was quiet.

In Old Zhuang's room, Old Zhuang was snoring, his chest rising and falling rhythmically with his breathing.

In a corner of the Western Alliance, a robust man was shirtless, toiling and working.

There seemed to be scratches on the back, leaving two red marks.

.......

In the night wind, after that bottle of Zombie Attraction Potion dropped, they couldn't see any trace, nor could they find where the bottle had fallen.

"Fly farther and have a look." Li Yu said to Li Tie.

Li Tie nodded, then controlled the drone to fly away from the Western Alliance's sky.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Gan Xiong was walking in the base, looked up, and seemed to have seen a tiny red dot; but looking again, he couldn't see it anymore.

"Could it be my eyes are playing tricks?" Gan Xiong murmured softly.

He turned his head and asked the two guards following him; both shook their heads, indicating they hadn't seen it.

"Forget it, let's go back." After walking outside for a short while, Gan Xiong felt a wave of fatigue, so he walked towards his living quarters.

......

There were already some zombies under the Western Alliance's wall.

The Western Alliance base is not far, but not close to Cheng City.

It's about 20 or 30 kilometers from Cheng City's suburbs.

It's even 60 or 70 kilometers away from the city center.

Even so, there are some small towns around the base with not a small population.

Under the wall, one of the zombies' noses twitched, seeming to sniff something remarkable.

In the next second, the originally three-quarters white eyes of this zombie turned red instantly.

"Roar!"

It opened its mucus-filled mouth, between its sharp teeth, there were some muscle tissues, which were rotten; faintly, there could be seen little white maggots squirming.

This zombie became extremely frenzied, originally wandering aimlessly under the wall.

Now, as if it had taken a stimulant, it greedily raised its head, roared, continually scratching the wall.

This is not just an isolated case.

One, two, three......

More and more zombies raised their heads from their originally lowered positions, raising their arms high, their hideous and festering faces carried an extreme madness.

As if something made them immensely crave.

These zombies seemed to have multiplied in numbers, crazily crashing into the wall and gate.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The roar of zombies echoed.

If earlier it was a peaceful lake, now it's like a gigantic stone, directly smashed from the sky onto the lake surface.

At the Western Alliance's gate, those few men who were originally dozing off suddenly heard the commotion below, waking up one after another, then standing up.

Looking at these zombies' ferocious state, one younger guy said: "What, what's going on?"

It's not their first time on night patrol here, it wasn't raining, there wasn't any major commotion or noise in the base, why did these zombies suddenly riot?

"Could it be today's moonlight is too bright?"

"What kind of logic is that? Why don't you say it's the fifteenth of January? This has nothing to do with the moonlight, okay?"

"Go notify Brother Zhuang."

...

Zhuang Shaohua slapped his face, slowly got up.

He stared blankly at the mosquito on his hand.

His palm was covered in blood.

"Damn it, sucked so much of my blood."

The outside noise reached in, making his heart tighten.

He hurriedly stood up and ran out of the small pavilion.

Happened to meet the subordinate coming over.

"Outside, the zombies are rioting. Brother Zhuang?"

Seeing the zombies rioting under the wall, his brows furrowed, he asked his subordinate next to him: "What's going on? What's the cause?"

"No idea, it just happened suddenly, a few minutes ago they were fine, suddenly they rioted."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shaohua furrowed his brows even tighter, these zombies wouldn't riot for no reason, there must be something that stimulated them.

Based on their past anti-zombie experience, there are usually a few reasons that would cause zombies to riot.

Heavy rain, blood, high decibel noise.

But, as of now, none of these points exist.

"What exactly is going on?" Zhuang Shaohua pondered for a few seconds, raised his head, his pupils slightly shrinking.

He hurriedly used a large lamp to illuminate the distance, only to see hundreds of zombies appearing hundreds of meters away, heading towards here.

....

There's more at 12 o'clock.