Chapter 31: Ward 317

As soon as he landed, the scattered zombies wandering inside the hospital surrounded him.

I don't know if it's because there are still survivors in the hospital buildings, or to avoid the daytime sun.

There aren't many zombies on the outside ground.

Hiss!

Lin An gripped a bone spur and thrust it straight through the zombie lunging to bite him.

Like stabbing into tofu.

After equipping the Skullcrusher's Hand, his strength attribute now reaches 24.4 points even without activating his talent.

In normal state he's already stronger than before when he took drugs and activated skills.

His strength has increased by a whole tier.

Lin An bent his legs to gather power, locking onto a window on the third floor of the hospital building.

Boom!

The ground cracked, and the sunken footprints were two points deeper than before.

Like a human-shaped cannonball, he directly ignored the zombies rushing up from below after catching his scent.

Thud!

The exterior wall on the third floor cracked, and dust fell.

Lin An jumped onto the exterior wall of the third floor, and with one hand gripping the protective net on the window, he exerted slight force.

Creak!

The protective rail was torn apart by bare hands.

The stainless steel pipe was easily twisted into a braid.

Through the window, the interior of some ward was pitch dark, making it hard to see inside.

Roar!

Inside the ward, a zombie howled as it slammed into the window.

Its face deformed, striking the glass like a demon.

The window shattered on impact, and it, craving flesh, felt no pain.

The zombie forcibly broke through the window, ignoring the shattered glass as the sharp edges tore its own face.

Judging by appearance, it was a zombie formed from an elderly person about seventy or eighty years old.

It frantically opened and closed its bloody maw.

Its teeth had all fallen out, yet it still tried to tear off a piece of flesh from Lin An to savor the taste.

Boom!

Lin An expressionlessly hooked one arm around its body, then kicked its head apart and flipped into the ward.

He quickly glanced around; the ward was littered with debris.

The room contained two beds, each with a private washroom.

The two persons' ward was likely a special care unit, and the zombie that had just died probably held a high status in life.

Ordinary people could hardly afford the fees for such a special care ward.

Upon looking in.

On another bed, only the upper half of a zombie old woman remained, struggling to crawl down.

It's not that the zombie's strength is also limited by its pre‑mutation physique.

Under the enhancement of the zombie virus, Lin An has often seen elderly people turn into zombies yet still run incredibly fast.

But the zombie old woman had her limbs gnawed clean, turning her into a human stick that could only move laboriously like a maggot.

The clean sheets were covered in dark red bloodstains.

Its upper‑body arms were completely devoured, and even the organs in its chest were greatly reduced.

It seems the old man turned into a zombie first, then infected her.

If nothing unexpected happens, they might have been a married couple.

They had been husband and wife for decades, and even when ill they lived together, supporting each other.

Who would have thought they would ultimately die in each other's mouths?

Lin An shook his head, feeling not particularly moved.

In his past life, during the three‑year apocalypse, he had seen such scenes many times.

Boom boom boom!

The door locked from inside deformed.

Upon hearing the noise, the zombies outside rushed over and surrounded it.

Lin An took a few indifferent steps to the door and reached for the lock.

His gaze was calm, as if the beings outside were not vicious terrifying zombies but friends dropping by.

Judgment Eye!

Click!

He yanked the lock apart, and a pale blue mist rose from his eyes.

Howl!

The zombies outside howled; at a glance there were no fewer than twenty or thirty.

They packed the corridor so tightly it was impervious to water.

He stepped forward with a charge!

Lin An reacted extremely quickly, lifting his leg to kick the nearest zombie as it approached.

Crushing dry wood and snapping rotten stalks.

A bone‑shattering sound that set teeth on edge rang out like firecrackers.

The zombie at the front shot forward instantly, and the zombies behind were all smashed to pieces.

The wall trembled, the zombies at the doorway were cleared out, and the innermost zombies were firmly embedded in the wall, turning into a puddle of flesh.

Lin An looked at his casual kick and smiled satisfactorily.

Now his strength, converted to tons, is probably over four tons.

A casual punch or kick is like a high‑speed car collision.

This is the power of the Awakened Ones.

Stepping over the ground littered with broken limbs and flesh.

Lin An came to the corridor and quickly glanced around.

The Judgment Eye loaded all information within the field of view in an extremely short time.

"Beep, detected:"

"Zombie: 1198"

"Mutant: 0"

Although the number of zombies is far fewer than that of the emergency building, it should not be underestimated.

Behind him, the ward door plate read 330.

The sign posted on the wall:

Left: 330‑370.

Right: 330‑301.

Without hesitation, Lin An turned right directly.

If I remember correctly, Wen Ya said her mother is in room 303.

The zombie doctor said the child carrying parts is in 317.

Although Wen Ya's mother is likely dead or turned into a zombie, since I promised Wen Ya I must at least go take a look.

Moreover, rooms 303 and 317 are on the same route, so it doesn't delay anything.

Zombies howled, and the zombies wandering the corridor rushed forward head‑on.

Lin An held two "spikes" in his hands—one made from a licker's spine, the other from an ordinary zombie's.

He hadn't yet disposed of the licker's corpse he had killed yesterday on the hotel road.

Compared to ordinary cold weapons, the zombie spine is only a bit awkward to handle, but otherwise it's actually quite good.

Straight thrust!

Lin An stepped forward, his figure as swift as lightning.

The sharp spine, bolstered by terrifying force, pierced straight through the zombie in front, leaving a transparent hole.

The two spikes in his hands thrust forward at high speed.

He directly became a cold, efficient killing machine.

Under his great strength,

Lin An's advance was not obstructed; he sprinted all the way, clearing away any zombies blocking his path.

Cold, mechanical slaughter.

One minute later, Lin An lifted his head to look at the not‑far‑away door plate.

The corridor behind him resembled a slaughterhouse, the ground littered with zombie corpses whose skulls he had crushed.

Room 317.

No abnormalities; the light screen ahead showed only ordinary zombie data.

Lin An felt doubtful and slightly uneasy.

Too smooth.

All the way fighting through, his Judgment Eye remained open.

One reason is to prevent special zombies from mixing in, so he can react and notice them as quickly as possible.

On the other hand, Wen Ya did not provide a photo of her mother.

Of course, even if she had, it wouldn't be of much use.

After all, if Wen Ya's mother had turned into a zombie, she would likely be unrecognizable.

In the hospital, all patients wear the same gowns, so telling them apart by clothing is impossible.

But along the way there was nothing abnormal, and he could also sense that these zombies were not being directed by any mutant.

Now that we've reached room 317, we still haven't found anything.

This doesn't make sense.

Logically, there must be some dangerous presence here.

Otherwise, the zombie doctor would have no reason to lure him here.

Perhaps it's really his child here, wanting Lin An to bring him back.

I wouldn't believe it even if you beat Lin An to death.

If that were truly the case, what gives the zombie doctor the right not to come himself?

As a mutant, it could command other zombies, facing no hindrance in the corpse horde.

Be cautious.

Lin An gave a low shout, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Power erupts!

Pale gold spiritual energy surged into his body, all attributes +2.

Strength surpassed 24.4, reaching 26.4.

Powerful, blood surged.

Lin An once again felt the brand-new Second Level power!

Unlike before, when he had just broken through the threshold, now his strength is comparable to mid-Second Level!

First adjusting his condition to optimal, Lin An held his double spikes across his chest, then he kicked explosively toward the door of ward 317.

Boom!

The metal door detached under this force and crashed into the room like being struck by a giant beast.

Lin An warily looked into the room, under the blessing of the Judgment Eye.

The curtains were tightly shut; the dim room was as bright as daytime.

After clearly seeing the scene inside the room.

His pupils contracted sharply, his hair standing on end all over like a wild beast facing danger.

After a long time, a strong sense of fear surged from his heart.

Lin An's breath caught, his whole body turning ice-cold as if falling into an ice cave.

There were no zombies in the room, only a little girl.

She wore a red short skirt, her two delicate little feet bare.

She floated in midair.