Wasteland Commander-Chapter 370 - 61: Wushuang, She Has No Other Choice
Zheng Jinnan’s car arrived at Jiangzhou Prison, where the dungeon was located within the prison.
In front of the prison, Zheng Jinnan was unexpectedly delayed for five minutes before a guard came over to open the door for him.
As the zombies arrived, everyone panicked, even the prison guards were not at their posts, which showed the current state of Jiangzhou City.
The live broadcast showed giant zombies repeatedly climbing the city walls, turning soldiers into meat paste, causing chaos and panic among the people of Jiangzhou.
Everyone was scared, and many people started planning to escape Jiangzhou. They couldn’t go east or south, but maybe they could climb the mountains to the west.
There were no zombie attacks on that side; perhaps hiding in the mountains could save their lives.
Zheng Jinnan couldn’t be bothered to deal with those idiots. With human ability, there’s no way to escape being hunted by the zombie horde in the mountains.
He wasn’t in the mood to care about that now, just to have people guard the walls and kill anyone who tried to escape without mercy.
Finally, when the guard arrived and opened the prison gate, Zheng Jinnan’s vehicle proceeded to the entrance of the dungeon.
The dungeon was heavily guarded, with the thick alloy door becoming a lifeline for people, and no one here skipped their shifts.
As the alloy door opened, Zheng Jinnan walked in without saying a word, striding to the door where Hua Wushuang was held.
Inside the dungeon, Hua Wushuang greeted Zheng Jinnan’s arrival with a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth.
Despite being here, she could hear the guards’ conversations and the gunfire outside, so she knew what was happening.
"Wushuang, how have you been these past few days?"
Arriving at Hua Wushuang’s door, Zheng Jinnan’s stern face immediately put on a fake smile, seeming to care as he asked.
Hua Wushuang spoke casually, "Nothing much, just the same. Why does my foster father have time to visit me?"
"Just missed my daughter a bit, couldn’t resist coming to see you."
"Oh! If that’s the case, you’ve seen me now, and it’s getting late. So, foster father, please leave so your daughter can rest."
Calling him foster father directly caused Zheng Jinnan’s expression to change.
She used to call him father, but now directly calling him foster father showed the resentment born in the girl’s heart.
But he dared not lose his temper; he had to appease Hua Wushuang at this time.
"Wushuang, about the previous events, it was Papa’s fault, but you should know that he is the person in charge of Jiangzhou. To us, whether someone is good or bad is not important; what matters is if they can be used by me. If they refuse to follow my orders, even if they are good people, in my eyes, they are bad. Can you understand this reasoning?"
Hua Wushuang continued speaking blandly, "I understand, which is why I’m willingly here."
"Good that you understand. It’s not that Papa doesn’t like you anymore; you’re my daughter, and though we’ve been father and daughter for a while..."
"Foster daughter, and for less than a year," Hua Wushuang gently corrected.
Zheng Jinnan was taken aback, his old face flushed.
Both before and after the apocalypse, few dared to speak this way to him.
But Hua Wushuang dared, and now he had no way to deal with her.
Yet he quickly adjusted his attitude, "Wushuang, I won’t hide it from you. This time, Papa came because Jiangzhou faces a great calamity. A massive armed zombie horde is attacking the city, and our army was first eliminated by Ye Fan, losing a hundred thousand troops. Seventeen thousand more are returning from Loose Province on the way, leaving limited forces within the city and city safety in vital danger, so..."
Hua Wushuang let out a soft snort, "So you thought of me and want me to help deal with the Corpse King outside?"
Zheng Jinnan’s old face couldn’t remain complacent, but he could only nod woodenly.
"Why not just say so in the first place? Why beat around the bush? You did save my life and made me a Level 3 Mutant. I’ll repay you no matter what, open the door."
Zheng Jinnan was overjoyed to hear this, "Quick, quick, quick! Open the door and let the lady out."
A guard eagerly came to open the dungeon door, allowing Hua Wushuang to step out.
"I want to see the situation of the zombie horde outside."
Someone was already prepared for this, swiftly playing back the footage while explaining some known details to Hua Wushuang.
After watching, Hua Wushuang was somewhat shocked.
"A ten million zombie horde! And the zombies are armed? Also, it seems there’s more than one Corpse King!"
She looked toward Zheng Jinnan, "Foster Father, the horde is attacking from the southeast. I can only go in one direction; where do you think I should go?"
"East, east, the eastern horde has more zombies than the southern side."
Hua Wushuang smiled, "That’s fine, but I have to tell Foster Father, this task may not be completed successfully. The horde is too vast; to deal with the Corpse King, I’ll have to dive deep into the horde, one mistake, and I could be torn apart by them. Even if I handle the Corpse King, the outcome is at least nine deaths and one survival, possibly even ten deaths and no survival. Are you still certain you want me to go?"
Zheng Jinnan looked surprised, "How is this possible? You’re... you’re a Level 3 Mutant!"
"Level 3 Mutant isn’t a god; how could they fight against endless hordes of zombies."
"Then tell me, what’s the critical part of the mission? What do you need? Papa will fully support you."
Seeing Zheng Jinnan still wanting her to go, Hua Wushuang’s heart grew even colder, "I need zombie blood to cover my body, disguising myself as a zombie, and an effective cold weapon."
"Don’t you need guns or anything?"
"No use, guns are as good as scrap iron among the zombie hordes. This is enough. Remember, zombie blood is important to get close to the Corpse King. After all, the blood will fall over time, and the longer it takes, the more it falls off. But by then, if the human scent spreads, I’m pretty much doomed."
"Alright, alright! I’ll go prepare right away!"
Zheng Jinnan happily called for preparations and suddenly realized he had been a bit indifferent. He hurried to try to make amends: "Daughter, it’s not that dad doesn’t care for you, but I am responsible for over a million people in Jiangzhou. Sometimes it’s really helpless. I have to sacrifice the smaller self to achieve the greater self."
Hua Wushuang looked at Zheng Jinnan after he finished speaking, her exquisite face carrying a hint of determination. She said to Zheng Jinnan, "Foster father, this time I accept life and death as fate. From now on, we’ll go our separate ways."
Seeing Hua Wushuang’s resolute statement, Zheng Jinnan hesitated slightly for a moment before finally speaking, "No matter what Wushuang thinks, you will always be my daughter. I will always remember you. You are dad’s pride."
"No need, Duke."
Hua Wushuang raised her hand to interrupt Zheng Jinnan’s insincere statements. At this moment, any debts she owed to Zheng Jinnan were considered repaid.
Zheng Jinnan continued, "Remember, at least take down one Corpse King. I need the footage here."
Hua Wushuang leaned against the wall, looking at the faces around her filled with hope in her. She just felt very tired.
These people didn’t care about her. They only cared whether she could bring them peace.
She didn’t want to fight for them, but she had no other choice.
Fine, I’ll make this journey. Life or death, it repays the debt owed.
Soon, someone brought several barrels of black blood and a four-foot-long knife.
This knife was specially made by Zheng Jinnan’s team, extremely solid and sharp. Despite being just over four feet long, it weighed up to a hundred kilograms.
Its great density and mass grant extraordinary killing power and resilience. In the hands of a Level 2 Mutant, it could easily cut open the body of a King Kong Zombie. In Hua Wushuang’s hands, its destructive power would surely be amplified.
Hua Wushuang took the knife, and proactively poured the barrels of black zombie blood over her head.
Apparently, she had already come outside, and that stench still avoided by many did not bother her.
Until her entire body was covered in zombie blood, nearly no part exposed, she finally stopped.
Without speaking to anyone else, Hua Wushuang got in the car and soon arrived at the East Gate Battlefield.
Before her eyes, devastation was everywhere, gunfire shook the skies, night had fallen, and various lights flashed constantly along the city wall. Outside the wall was endless darkness, with countless zombies’ eyes glowing red in the night.
Hua Wushuang reached the city wall, holding the four-foot-long knife, and with one sweep, she decapitated a King Kong that was approaching.
She touched her waist, where there was something.
It was a serum she never handed over during her imprisonment, obtained in Dawn City.
This journey was too dangerous; even as a Level 3 Mutant, she had little assurance.
Only this serum could bring her a bit of security.
At this moment, Hua Wushuang suddenly thought of that small courtyard in Dawn City.
There were trees she planted, flowers she nurtured; she longed for the days of feeding the giant octopus in Seven-Star River from her balcony.
She also missed the days of grocery shopping, cooking, waiting for Ye Fan to visit her.
Occasionally, she would remember the little child she personally held at Dawn City Hospital—how big might they have grown now?
Those days, those mornings and evenings, those plain yet real joys—it’s the softest corner of her heart.
If... if she could survive this journey, she wanted to return to Dawn City.
But of course, she didn’t want to go back alone. If she were to return, she’d want to go back with Ye Fan.
At this moment, she especially missed Ye Fan.
That rascal started teasing her from day one, step by step leading her to explore Dawn City, to discover a new world.
Even that octopus she used to feed was up to no good, collaborating with Ye Fan to dip her clothes into the water.
Recalling these, Hua Wushuang gritted her teeth gently.
She had to strive to survive.
On her head, she wore a hat equipped with a camera, provided by the Jiangzhou Television Station.
Zheng Jinnan hoped to see her live-stream killing at least one Corpse King.
Looking at the endless hordes of zombies below, Hua Wushuang smiled slightly, a hint of self-mockery.
"Jiangzhou... our story... is over." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
Finishing her words, she leaped, diving into the hordes of zombies in the night.
