A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

Chapter 182 High-Quality Imitation Zombie

Rain did come, but it wasn't a sudden, impending storm; rather, it started to drizzle after nightfall.

Jiang Xinyu suddenly woke up with a start, and Xiao Yuan patted her back to comfort her.

"Weren't we worried that they would burn our supplies?"

Even if there were tung oil, it wouldn't burn now that it's raining, and since this place is far from the river, the dam won't break.

Sleep well, I'll take care of everything.

Feeling Xiao Yuan's warm, large hand, Jiang Xinyu snuggled closer to him, but the unease in her heart still wouldn't subside.

However, her husband's embrace was so warm, and she was indeed tired after traveling all day. Jiang Xinyu drifted off to sleep again.

The people in the other tents gradually fell asleep as well.

Even the night watchmen were lulled to sleep by the sound of the rain, and they drowsily sat on the makeshift watchtower.

In the distant woods, a group of men in black were holding ropes, with a dozen or so people tied to each rope.

Those people were dressed in rags, with gray eyes, and sat on the ground with their heads bowed, like wooden or clay sculptures.

The men in black were all wearing raincoats, while others sat in the rain seemingly oblivious to it; some even had centipedes or other insects crawling on their bodies.

Time passed second by second, until the third quarter of the Yin hour, which is equivalent to 3:30 in the morning, when the leader suddenly picked up a bell and shook it gently.

Even though no sound was made, those strange people suddenly stood up and followed the person ringing the bell towards the camp.

The early morning hours are when protection is weakest and people are most tired. Coupled with the drizzling, humid, and warm weather, even those on night watch are fast asleep.

The sound of the pouring rain masked the footsteps, and no one noticed the group until they reached the vicinity of the tent.

The leading men in black each received a bell, and the different frequencies divided the strange men into several groups, which then entered the camp from different directions.

Suddenly, at the same time, the frequency of the ringtone completely changed, and the person who had been clumsy and stiff just moments before suddenly looked up as if regaining consciousness.

Those people's eyes remained gray and their expressions remained numb; only their noses twitched slightly, as if they were searching for something.

Soon, a piercing scream shattered the silence.

The Eastern Depot agents, several soldier leaders, and Xiao Yuan and his men, who were prepared, quickly grabbed their weapons and rushed out, only to find that the camp had become a living hell.

Screams echoed from all directions, but in the pitch-black night, there was no light to distinguish friend from foe.

"Light the torches, quickly light the torches!"

"Don't panic, and don't hurt your own people."

At the crucial moment, the agents of the Eastern Depot proved useful. They quickly rekindled the extinguished torches and lanterns, and many soldiers realized that they had been killing their own comrades all along.

At this moment, they also saw their enemy clearly, or rather, that they could not even be called human.

Jiang Xinyu's blood ran cold the moment he saw those things. Zombies! He actually saw zombies in ancient times.

Just as she was lost in thought, several hidden arrows shot out, but the arrows were not meant to be used against people. Soon, the torch that had just been lit was shot to the ground and extinguished.

Jiang Xinyu suddenly realized why those people wanted to put out the fire.

Tonight it's cloudy and rainy with no moon or stars; torches are the only source of light.

Zombies don't need light; they can find living people by their sense of smell.

At this moment, Jiang Xinyu no longer cared about why there were zombies here; she only knew that if she didn't find a way, these people wouldn't survive.

Besides smell, the sense of smell that zombies are most sensitive to is sound. Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyu quickly ran out of the camp.

As he ran, he took out a gong from his spatial storage and struck it.

The undead that bite people in the camp nowadays are completely different species from the zombies of the apocalypse.

But Jiang Xinyu was just lucky; these things are controlled by sound and also have the characteristic of chasing sound.

The bell in the man in black wasn't silent; rather, it emitted a wavelength that was imperceptible to the human ear.

But no matter how peculiar it is, it can't compete with the gong; once this thing is struck, it drowns out all other sounds.

The zombies swarmed after the sound of the gong, and Jiang Xinyu took the opportunity to shout that the thing was going to be beheaded.

Xiao Yuan knew that it was the madam who led that thing away, and he was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat. He ordered people to light torches and chased after them.

It's just beheading, right? These days, those things are so stupid, they just charge forward and don't care about what's behind them.

Xiao Yuan quickly killed more than a dozen people, one head at a time. His bodyguards all had night vision and the Eastern Depot agents were also quite skilled.

Following the direction of the footsteps, they caught up, and in an instant, the situation reversed.

Although the ordinary soldiers in the camp were wailing and suffering heavy losses, these dozens of zombies were also completely wiped out.

The man in black hiding in the shadows was surprised that the seemingly invincible zombies were so easily eliminated. He cursed under his breath and quickly retreated.

This thing is a consumable; as long as you have bells and Gu worms, you can have as many as you want.

Since they're all made from local materials, it's not a big loss if they're gone. In fact, we can use them to generate some public opinion.

Some people chased after the black-clad men in flowing robes, but they were incredibly fast and disappeared in a few flashes.

Torches were quickly lit in the camp to check on the wounded, but Jiang Xinyu quickly returned and shouted for all the wounded to stand together by themselves.

Being bitten by this kind of person is contagious and will turn you into a monster that's neither human nor ghost, only capable of biting people, so...

This statement quickly caused panic, but it had to be said, otherwise no one would survive.

Those who were bitten on the neck and were barely clinging to life were okay, but those whose arms were scratched or whose arms and legs were bitten had bloodshot eyes.

They didn't want to die, and they certainly didn't want to become those monsters.

Xiao Yuan gave the order for all the injured to step forward. Seeing that there were too few people who stepped forward, he simply checked them one by one in groups of ten.

We can't be sure if what the lady said is true or false, but the most important thing is to separate the two groups of people first.

A somber and desperate atmosphere permeated the entire camp, especially among the more than seventy people who had been diagnosed with injuries, who seemed to already see the Black and White Impermanence coming to take them away.

Waiting to die is the most painful thing; being slashed with a knife leaves you unaware and numb.

But if you were told that they were going to kill you in a moment, most people would break down.

Jiang Xinyu couldn't bear to kill someone who was still conscious right now, but this wasn't the time to be soft-hearted.

Xiao Yuan and the others had never heard of zombies and did not believe that a bite could turn someone into a zombie instantly.

Therefore, even though Xiao Yuan trusted his wife, he did not rashly order the execution of the person who had been bitten.

Everything has a process; these are not bandits, but soldiers registered in the Great Jin Dynasty.

It is indeed different to be killed after becoming a living corpse than to be killed while still conscious.

Jiang Xinyu knew Xiao Yuan's predicament and didn't press him further. She only instructed the best, uninjured people to form a circle with their knives and be ready for battle.

If someone mutates, they must be eliminated immediately, otherwise the consequences of them scratching others will be unimaginable.

The wounded soldiers sat in a circle, their expressions numb and desperate, some with red, swollen eyes from crying.

They had saved up quite a bit of money from this disaster relief trip, and were planning to use it to support their parents, buy jewelry for their wives, and buy snacks for their children when they got home.

Now I'm going to die here.

The most painful thing is turning into a monster and being killed by your companions.

If they die while rescuing people from disaster, they are heroes and the glory of their clan. Not only will the imperial court provide them with compensation, but their wives, children, and elderly parents will also receive care from the clan.

But if they were to become monsters and be killed, their families would likely be ostracized by the village, and they would die with resentment.