Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 1200 - 743: This Is Getting a Bit Strange

Zhuang Shaohua's expression became solemn. Generally, when it's not raining, zombies tend to be more stable, but the current unusual behavior of these zombies made his heart sink, a foreboding feeling overtaking him.

"Quick, notify Tian Sheng, no, directly inform Boss Gan. Hurry." Zhuang Shaohua shouted to a subordinate beside him.

Something's not normal, really not normal at all.

The sudden outbreak of these zombies is too strange.

The night breeze was soft.

The wind carried the scent emitted by the liquid from the bottle on the edge of the rooftop at the Zhou Family's old site within the Western Alliance, spreading it further away.

A zombie's sense of smell is many times sharper than a human's, and this bottle's liquid could be detected if it was close enough.

However, this bottle shattered on the rooftop, and since there's no one else residing nearby, coupled with the vast expanse of the Western Alliance, it was difficult to notice this liquid.

The wind carried this eerie bloody scent farther and farther away.

Gradually, centered around the Western Alliance, zombies from several kilometers away, upon catching the scent, suddenly became frenzied and excitedly rushed towards the Western Alliance.

.....

Outside Old Zhuang's room, a sudden urgent knocking was heard.

Thud, thud, thud!

Old Zhuang was enjoying his sleep, still snoring.

"Uncle Zhuang, something's up with the zombies outside."

Outside, the subordinate sent by Zhuang Shaohua yelled urgently.

Gaa—

The snoring abruptly stopped.

Seemingly allergic to the word zombie, Old Zhuang immediately woke up.

"Zombies?"

Old Zhuang opened his eyes, sat up quickly.

He got up too quickly, causing his heart to race and his forehead to throb.

"Uncle Zhuang, there's something wrong with the walls, Uncle Zhuang!"

The subordinate at the door had knocked several times without response, and was about to knock harder.

"Coming." Old Zhuang rubbed his brow vigorously, ran to the door without wearing shoes, feeling dizzy, and opened the door.

"What's going on?" Old Zhuang was temporarily blinded by the light from the subordinate's flashlight and shielded his eyes as he asked.

"The zombies outside suddenly went berserk, as if in a heavy rain, they're particularly frenzied, and, and, it seems more and more zombies are coming."

"What?" Old Zhuang was shocked at the words.

"That's impossible, zombies wouldn't go berserk for no reason, did you do something?"

"No, those zombies just suddenly went berserk." The subordinate smiled bitterly.

"Brother Zhuang told me to notify you immediately, I'm now going to inform the big boss." He finished and was about to head towards Gan Xiong's location.

"Wait, I'll go with you. The boss hasn't been sleeping well recently, if you wake him, I'm afraid he'll be angry, let me talk to him." Old Zhuang wasn't fully alert at that moment, but he forced himself to concentrate.

He had just lifted his foot when he felt a chill underfoot.

"Hold on, I'll put on shoes." Old Zhuang hurriedly ran to the bedside, put on his shoes, and then walked out of the room.

After stepping out of the room, the night wind outside cleared his mind significantly.

With his brows tightly furrowed, he asked the person, "When did you notice? Are you sure you didn't do anything?"

The person's face showed a bitter smile, "In the middle of the night, what could we do? Really, we did nothing, Brother Zhuang was there too. About five minutes ago, we suddenly heard a zombie's roar, then they went berserk, became extremely excited, continually hitting the gate."

Old Zhuang nodded slightly, on the way to Gan Xiong's whereabouts, he kept his brows furrowed, thinking about what the cause could be.

Soon.

They reached the place where Gan Xiong was.

The two guards at the door were still standing.

At this time, they heard a series of footsteps approaching and curiously looked over.

"I need to see the boss, there's emergency business to discuss."

The left guard looked a bit embarrassed: "The boss just went back to sleep, probably just fell asleep, if it's not very urgent, I suggest you wait until tomorrow."

"It's urgent, the zombies outside the walls are going berserk. Do you think it's urgent?" Old Zhuang glanced at them.

"What?" The guards' eyes widened, this doesn't fit the norm.

"I'll take you in." The other guard, hearing this news, wasted no time and directly led Old Zhuang inside.

Gan Xiong, after wandering outside for a while, finally felt a bit sleepy, lying on the bed, had just entered a light sleep.

Thud, thud, thud!

Knocking sounded.

Gan Xiong woke up immediately.

His sleep was very light, easily startled by any noise, so generally, his subordinates dared not disturb him.

He opened his eyes, his eyes full of bloodshot veins.

His gaze carried anger, at this late hour.

But the next second, he quickly calmed down.

His subordinates knew he slept poorly, coming to knock this late must mean an urgent matter.

He got up from the bed, having lied down for less than ten minutes, and went to the door.

Click!

He opened the door.

Outside stood two guards, along with Old Zhuang and another young man.

"Butler Zhuang said there's an urgent matter....." The guard started to speak.

Before he could finish, Old Zhuang interrupted, "Boss, the zombies outside the walls are going berserk, the cause is still unknown, and more zombies are coming from outside, it's too strange, boss, this smells of something unusual!"