Chapter 281: Different Performances

"Go to hell!"

Clang!

Lu Yubo lifted his leg and gave the zombie approaching him a flying kick, landing straight on its chest.

The huge force made the petrified-skin zombie retreat three or four steps. Unsteady, it fell on its butt, struggling to get up.

"Damn, this is just bullying a disabled person..." Lu Yubo frowned and scratched his head, then hissed: "But it's really hard. It feels like kicking a tree!"

While speaking, Lu Yubo stomped his feet, grimacing, feeling the soles of his feet ache and his knee joints sour.

After a while, the petrified-skin zombie stood up crookedly from the ground and walked toward Lu Yubo again with stiff steps. The persistent spirit was quite touching.

"Brother Su, I'll just solve it!"

Lu Yubo pulled out the grain sampler hanging on his waist, stepped forward, and stabbed it toward the zombie's head.

Slash!

The expected penetration didn't happen as wished. Instead, a strange sound was made. The grain sampler stabbed on the zombie's forehead and didn't pierce through!

"Holy crap!"

Lu Yubo's expression was exaggerated. If it were an ordinary zombie, such a stab would pierce through directly. The sharp grain sampler didn't need to aim at the eye socket at all. Even when dealing with petrified-skin zombies before, it was invincible. He didn't expect to be hindered this time!

Awooo!

Pfft.

After Zhang Su finished speaking, Wang Xin loosened the anti-riot fork, and the zombie regained its freedom.

"Alright." Wang Xin chased after it without saying a word.

The zombie was repeatedly frustrated and emotionally manic. Its arms scratched at Lu Yubo mechanically, its big mouth open to reveal dense sharp teeth, as if telling everyone, I've just become clumsy, not that I don't eat people!

"Fine, then be careful. Little Wang, let go."

"Let me do it, I have experience and can compare!"

"Good phenomenon, a great phenomenon!" Yu Wen said with some excitement: "Minus twenty-something degrees might be the limit of Qincheng, but it is definitely not the limit of human survival. We can survive at minus thirty, forty, or even minus fifty degrees. At that temperature, the terrifying zombies might completely lose their ability to act, and that will no longer be a threat!"

Fu Weijun nodded happily, turned his wheelchair to the zombie, and said: "Temperature, a physical variable that all things in the universe cannot escape. When molecular activity decreases, any biochemical reaction will decrease!"

Zhang Su exhorted, still worried, and said to Wang Xin: "You hurry up and help, he's clumsy!"

Lu Yubo was very active and finally found an opportunity to vent his strength.

In just two or three minutes, an ordinary zombie was caught by the two, which was quite swift.

It was too late, and Zhang Su raised the steel bar, stepped forward, and stabbed directly from the zombie's mouth into its brain, ending its life.

"I'll go catch one!"

Lu Yubo picked up the anti-riot fork and ran toward the scenic area.

"Haha, no matter what kind of civilization or technology, it cannot escape physics!"

"You guys are quite optimistic. Leaving the zombies aside, extreme cold weather is also a challenge for us, and it depends on the proportional relationship between temperature drop and zombie weakening. Besides, this is the performance of petrified-skin zombies. We don't know what the situation is with ordinary zombies!"

"You damn well be careful!"

Zhang Su's attitude toward zombies was completely different from his attitude toward people. He had always viewed the zombie crisis with a cautious eye.

After a round of testing, pfft, the grain sampler in Lu Yubo's hand pierced the zombie's skull, the dead body fell to the ground, and the people watching around showed thoughtful expressions without speaking.

Zhang Su pulled out the steel bar and poked the fallen zombie, saying: "It's just that this skin has become very unusual. Ordinary zombies don't have petrified skin, so overall, the temperature drops, and the zombies weaken!"

"Speed and sensitivity have dropped significantly, but I didn't feel any difference in strength!"

After a while, Zhang Su touched his chin and said: "Why is the impact on ordinary zombies not as obvious as on petrified-skin zombies?"

"Still a bit clumsier, Brother Su!" Lu Yubo rotated his wrist, seriously recalling the fighting process just now, and said: "Its speed, reaction, and flexibility have all decreased. It's indeed not as stupid as the petrified-skin zombie, but its strength is a bit smaller, which I feel very clearly."

Zhang Su nodded, let out a breath, and said: "Fine, that can be considered a piece of good news!"

"Haha, if it drops another thirty or fifty degrees, like the North and South Poles, can we sit back and relax?"

Wang Xin said whimsically.

"You mean we humans can sit back and relax in an environment of minus fifty or sixty degrees?" Zhang Su glanced at Wang Xin speechlessly. If it really reached that temperature, the zombie crisis would definitely no longer be the top priority.

"By the way, does the low temperature have any effect on Zero-Zero-Three?"

As he was talking, Zhang Su suddenly remembered that there was a special existence in the camp!

The petrified-skin zombie belongs to a type that mutated in a special environment, but Zero-Zero-Three is different. It is a product transformed by special means. Perhaps it will have a different performance?

"Let's go, let's go take a look together!"

Hearing Zhang Su's question, Fu Weijun was deeply interested. He didn't even wait for Duan Wuhu to help push his wheelchair, but turned his wheelchair toward the box truck himself, and the speed was quite fast.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

To continuously provide power output, the box truck must be kept in a starting state. The engine runs day and night, and the exhaust pipe emits faint white smoke.

"Brother Su, get ready, I'm cutting off the power."

Wang Xin climbed into the truck compartment; he had already figured out how to operate it.

"Turn it off. Let's go further away."

Zhang Su and Duan Wuhu both held electric shockers in their hands. Taking advantage of the time when Wang Xin turned off the power and removed the iron chain hanging on Zero-Zero-Three's collar, the group retreated more than ten meters away.

After the operation, Wang Xin also ran away from Zero-Zero-Three. For this god of slaughter, one still had to maintain basic fear.

Waiting quietly for a moment, about half a minute later, Zero-Zero-Three's fat body shook slightly. It could be seen that the eyes under the iron headgear slowly opened and instantly aimed at Zhang Su and the others. There was no need for pheromone guidance, because there was no one else in front.

Awoo, awoo!

Zero-Zero-Three stood up with some difficulty, the fat on its body flowing like water. It felt that if it weren't for the skin blocking it, it could flow all over the ground.

"Not seeking, it became a weak chicken after the temperature drop!"

Lu Yubo looked at the clumsy Zero-Zero-Three and curled his lips with some disdain.

It was as if Zero-Zero-Three heard Lu Yubo's taunt. Just as the words fell, its huge soles kicked the ground, making a pfft sound, and then Zero-Zero-Three rushed toward the crowd at a speed almost no different from its previous battle.

Awooo!

With the posture of Mount Tai pressing down, like black clouds covering the top, the long knife in its hand seemed to be the sickle of the god of death sweeping across the sky, slashing toward Zhang Su and the others.

"Holy crap, Bozai, you're talking nonsense!"

Zhang Su and the others naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death. When Zero-Zero-Three stepped on the ground, they noticed something was wrong and had already started to dodge.

"Mom, it didn't recover its strength before!" Lu Yubo yelled and darted to the side.

"Run!"

Duan Wuhu pushed Fu Weijun's wheelchair and ran away.

Fortunately, it was Zero-Zero-Three, which focused on strength rather than sharpness and speed. No matter how fast it was, it couldn't be that fast. It was just at the level of an ordinary person, or even slightly slower than the previous ordinary zombies. It was very difficult to kill Zhang Su and the others. This kind of scene was not its area of expertise.

Zero-Zero-Three seemed to hate Lu Yubo the most for looking down on it. It stared at him and chased him wildly all the way.

"Come on, fatty, come and fight your grandpa. Look at you, like a pig spirit, run faster, grandson."

Lu Yubo took Zero-Zero-Three around the box truck. At first, he was a little scared, but seeing that the other party couldn't catch up with him, his courage grew, and he kept provoking, full of confidence.

Zhang Su was quite worried at first and intended to take a sneak attack to quickly use the electric shocker to control and stun Zero-Zero-Three. Seeing Lu Yubo running quite energetically, he wasn't so anxious anymore, just taking the opportunity to observe Zero-Zero-Three.

Everyone else in the camp was attracted by this movement. When they saw the fat Zero-Zero-Three chasing Lu Yubo, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, thinking that this guy was simply too unreliable. How could he tease Zero-Zero-Three? What if it got out of control?

It wasn't until Yu Wen explained that everyone knew that Zhang Su and his party were doing observation experiments, wanting to understand whether the behavior of zombies was restricted under low temperature.

After running for three or four minutes, Lu Yubo started to pant, his mouth finally closed, and the expression on his face began to become a bit serious. He stole a glance at Zhang Su from time to time, and only felt at ease when he saw him standing by ready.

"Old Duan, get ready!"

Zhang Su naturally wouldn't let Lu Yubo fall into danger. Seeing that he was unable to do so, he acted quickly.

Crackle, crackle.

Two high-voltage electric shockers discharged, Zero-Zero-Three's fat body kept twisting and twitching, and in less than five seconds, with a thud, it fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Phew, phew... damn!"

Lu Yubo walked to Zero-Zero-Three, panting, kicked its body, and said to Zhang Su: "Brother Su, this thing didn't slow down at all!"

Not being able to catch up with Lu Yubo didn't mean that Zero-Zero-Three was affected by the low temperature, because its speed was not fast to begin with. This was a normal performance.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 282 =====