The night was silent, and the next morning, after breakfast, everyone set off immediately.

Driving non-stop all the way, when passing a town that was no longer empty, he encountered a "stumbling block" - the road ahead of the convoy was blocked by a pile of stacked timber.

Originally, the team had been smooth sailing for the past two days, and the occasional zombies did not bother them at all, but now, they were blocked by a pile of crossbars that suddenly appeared on the road.

There are about a hundred pieces of wood in this pile, and each of them is as thick as an adult man's thigh, so such a large pile of wood is blocked on the road, more than one meter high. If you don't move them, the car will not think about it. Drive past.

Such a sudden appearance of the crossbar blocking the road could not be an accident, but someone did it deliberately, maybe not a "human", but a zombie, an advanced, intelligent, evolved zombie that knows how to command low-level zombies.

The convoy stopped unsurprisingly. The car in front of Hengmu belonged to the commander-in-chief of the operation at the capital base.

At this time, he was sitting in the car, looking at the crossbars in front of him that were piled higher than his car with a serious face, and told his subordinates with a sullen face: "Be vigilant and pay attention to your surroundings!"

Wang Wenyu's car is in the middle of the entire convoy, so if there is any accident, he doesn't have to worry about being affected if he doesn't have time to prepare.

Today, Wang Wenyu was driving. When he saw this accident, he knew that no matter whether it was a human or a zombie who blocked the road with wood, it would not be easy to solve, so he reminded Wen Luming: "Xiaolu, there are people in front of you. If so, pay attention to your son."

Wen Luming nodded, unfastened the seat belt on the little fat man who was playing with his short legs, took out the straps, and tied him in his arms, so that even if there was a sudden attack by a zombie, he would not be afraid. .

After settling down the little fat man, Wen Luming released her mental power. She saw Ju Yuanshan's car parked there quietly at the front of the convoy, without the slightest movement. In the car, Ju Yuanshan and his bodyguards, With a straight face, frowning, looking at the front, showing a vigilant and nervous look, waiting for him.

And the high pile of wood looks like all the wood, there is no difference.

All the cars stopped, there was no sound of cars, no voices, not even the chirping of birds and cicadas that often occur in summer. It was extremely quiet here, eerily quiet.

It was so quiet that it gave an ominous premonition, like the calm before the storm, and the quieter it is now, the more dangerous things are to come.

Ju Yuanshan has already used the walkie-talkie to raise everyone's vigilance, ready to deal with unknown dangers at any time.

Wen Luming's spiritual power gradually spread to further places, but there was still nothing, no people, no zombies, not even a small animal.

When her mental power reached the center of a small town several kilometers away, she finally felt the familiar, rancid smell of zombies.

She immediately felt at ease, knowing that something was waiting for her, it was better than not knowing who the enemy was, not to mention that the current enemy was a familiar zombie. Although there were high-level zombies in command, it was not that they were not killed. However, there are so many ability users on my side, can't they still get rid of these zombies? At most, the evolved zombie will be a little harder to deal with, but as long as it is solved, the rest of the ordinary low-level zombies will be no threat.

Wen Luming "saw" the high-level zombie sitting cross-legged on the roof of a small three-story building, with his eyes open only with the whites of his eyes, staring in the direction of the convoy.

This is a male zombie with tattered and dirty clothes, and it has to be hung on the blue and black body. It was thin and shriveled, like a mummy, not to mention how ugly it was. The facial features on his face have been deformed and twisted to the point that he can't tell what this zombie looked like before he died, whether it looks good or not, how old he is, and he can't tell.

But although it looks ugly, its ability is good, because when Wen Luming used his mental power to investigate it, its two gray-white eyes without pupils suddenly sharpened.

Don't ask Wen Luming how he always sees "sharpness" from his white eyes, because when the zombie's eyeballs moved, she felt that the aura on its body was sharper and more vigilant than before.

The zombies controlled by it are tightly packed in an underground garage. Although they are no longer rational, they can feel the shock of the high-level zombie suddenly becoming more threatening, so they have one after another. Shivering, all of them were as quiet as chickens, very obedient, staying in the underground garage, waiting for the order of the high-level zombies.

The high-level zombie could clearly feel Wen Luming's spiritual power, so it began to look around, but Wen Luming was better than it, even if it could sense that something was spying on it, it couldn't find it .

High-level zombies are spiritual, and it can be seen from the fact that they can keenly perceive themselves being spied on and perfectly control the huge number of low-level zombies in the underground garage, and Wen Luming also clearly "sees" its turbidity. The spiritual power of the yellow mud water radiated from its head in all directions.

It's a pity that its spiritual power is not as advanced as Wen Luming's, so its every move is exposed under Wen Luming's spiritual power. The high-level zombie didn't find the spiritual power to spy on him, so he became irritable. It stood up restlessly, made a "ho ho" sound from its mouth, and walked frantically on the roof.

As soon as it became irritable, the zombies in the underground garage under its control also began to agitate.

Wen Luming stared blankly at the high-level zombie with his mental power, and saw that although the zombie was chaotic for a while, it quickly regained its calmness, sat on the ground again, and continued to wait quietly for a few kilometers. Those outsiders have thrown themselves into the net.

Wen Luming took his attention back to take a look, and saw that Ju Yuanshan was finally unable to hold his breath, and asked people to remove the wood that was blocking the way.

"Hoho..." The high-level zombie grinned as if laughing, laughing that its prey couldn't wait to enter its carefully prepared trap.

If Wen Luming is it, Wen Luming should be very happy at this time, because this hand "please enter the urn" and "waiting for the rabbit" makes it so good.

Not only did this zombie regain some of its sanity, but it was also very smart, and could even use strategies.

Ju Yuanshan was instructing everyone to carry the wood, and soon, the wood was removed by those able-bodied abilities. As the high-level zombies hoped, the convoy started again, gradually getting closer and closer to the place where the high-level zombies were. (To be continued.)