The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend-Chapter 433 - Human Camp

Han Wu never forgot why he had entered Tanuki Town, the fragment of the Zombie Civilization. He was there to defeat Huang Shengjun. If he succeeded, Huang Shengjun would be expelled from Imperial College as the lowest form of punishment. Without him around, Han Wu could finally breathe easier.

Still, he acknowledged Huang Shengjun’s talent. Even though Han Wu had secured plenty of resources recently, Huang Shengjun had been accumulating even more for over a year.

Lacking absolute confidence, Han Wu pushed himself to stay alert and keep working relentlessly. He gathered all his locusts and attacked the zombies lurking on the lower floors.

With the four Heroic locusts leading the charge, the ordinary zombies fell with little resistance. Han Wu tore through the building, slaying thousands as effortlessly as if he were on a leisurely outing. Yet frustration gnawed at him. The entire building had only one mutated zombie. Without proper prey, he couldn’t raise the rank of his Heroic locusts.

After killing thousands of zombies, he had collected roughly 800 crystals, which he converted into 2,000 Energy Points. With that much at his disposal, he decided to strengthen his combat power. He opened the list and noticed that it had been updated. There’s even a 2-Star God item available now.

[2-Star God Equipment – Wind Boots. 1,200 points] 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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Han Wu chose the Wind Boots and equipped them immediately as they had two special traits. They boosted his movement speed and allowed him to step on air for a short duration.

The effects seemed minor, but he was thrilled. With Wind Boots, he could move swiftly across battlefields or retreat if necessary. It was an exceptionally practical piece of God equipment.

He spent 1,200 Energy Points, leaving himself with only 800. With the remainder, he summoned 800 Common locusts. The swarm materialized like a dense black cloud, swirling in the air. They could strip a zombie down to bare bones in under three minutes.

However, if he wanted to get more high-ranking locusts, he’d need stronger prey than the ordinary zombies. He needed mutated ones. As such, he selected 100 Common locusts and sent them to scout for mutants in the surrounding area.

In an instant, those 100 locusts became his eyes, each one transmitting what it saw directly to him. It didn’t take long before he finally found a target: a mutated zombie with bulging muscles lurking nearby. Its metallic-green skin looked impossibly tough.

Knowing the 100 Common locusts couldn’t bite through it, Han Wu ordered them to stay back. He drew his Steel Blade, activated his Wind Boots, and sprinted toward the mutated zombie.

The mutated zombie sensed Han Wu the moment he entered its territory. It was a blatant declaration of provocation, so it grabbed its bloodied cleaver and charged toward him.

Han Wu didn’t dodge; he met the attack head-on, swinging his Steel Blade forcefully. The first swing splintered the cleaver, and the second decapitated the mutated zombie. The entire fight ended in seconds.

His strike had been so clean that the severed neck gleamed smooth like a mirror. He then ordered his Unique locusts to devour the corpse, and three of them reached the Heroic rank.

Before he could rest, a report from one of the locusts startled him. It had discovered a human camp!

Han Wu was stunned. The Zombie Civilization was saturated with deadly viruses, so how could humans still exist here? Even if a few survivors had managed to endure, they shouldn’t have had the numbers or resources to form any real resistance.

Yet, the locust’s report was clear: there were thousands of humans inside the camp. After a brief hesitation, he followed the locust’s lead and soon saw the human camp with his own eyes.

The camp’s defenses were impressive. Four towering walls enclosed the camp, shielding the inhabitants from the zombies outside. There were also turrets mounted along the ramparts that would decimate any zombie horde that attempted to attack.

The guard standing watch outside spotted Han Wu. Instead of offering help, he barked a warning. “Damn zombie! Get away. Don’t come any closer!”

Han Wu blinked in confusion. Do I look like a zombie?

“Hey, I just want to talk. Are you still accepting people?” Han Wu asked.

When the guard realized that Han Wu could speak and wasn’t a zombie, his stance eased slightly.

“This is the Blazing Sun Camp,” he stated. “You’ll need to prove that you aren’t infected if you want to enter.”

Han Wu frowned. “And how am I supposed to do that?”

The survivor chuckled mockingly. “That’s simple. There’s a cage over there. If you can stay inside for an hour, then you’ll prove that you aren’t infected.”

Han Wu suspected the man was mocking him, but he had no proof. He turned to leave, but the guard dashed to one of the turrets and aimed it straight at Han Wu.

“Since you’re already here, you might as well contribute something to us, your fellow survivors. That blade on your back looks fine, and those boots too. Hand them over, and I’ll let you live. Otherwise, I’ll shoot you down like a zombie,” he demanded.

Han Wu wasn’t the type to tolerate such a threat. He turned and tilted his head. “Are you sure about that?”

“Stop blabbing and give me those items,” the guard barked.

Han Wu chuckled and silently ordered one of his Locustmen to approach the guard undetected. Once it did that, it drove a blade into the guard’s heart.

The man stared in shock at the blade jutting from his chest. His strength drained away, his final words dying on his lips as he collapsed to the ground in agony.

“I gave you a chance,” Han Wu mumbled, then vaulted effortlessly over the wall into the Blazing Sun Camp.