Chapter 141: Byeol’s Brilliant Plan
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Byeol wrapped the rope around them again and again until it could no longer continue.
After finishing everything, Byeol crawled back through the gap, called for Hwi, and together they jumped down from the wall and landed behind the zombie horde that was still crazily pounding on the gate.
Byeol then flicking its filthy tail and signaled for Hwi to grow larger.
Cats possessed an incredibly rich range of body language, so Hwi was still able to understand some of Byeol’s simpler instructions.
Immediately, Hwi’s body began to expand and grew larger.
In an instant, it transformed into a majestic and imposing fat tiger.
Byeol no longer bothered acting cute and let out a loud ringing cry.
Anyone who has ever seen a cat in heat knows that no matter how soft and adorable a cat usually sounds, if it wants to, it can produce an ear splitting cry.
For zombies whose hearing had not been weakened, there was naturally no way they could ignore such a sound.
Especially since Byeol’s cry almost instantly overwhelmed the zombies’ own roars, leaving no other sound audible at all.
Then they turned around and saw it.
A huge lump of flesh was standing right there.
The zombies immediately let out excited roars and completely forgot about whatever was inside the market.
They immediately charged straight toward Hwi.
After all, the zombies that arrived later never actually knew what was inside in the first place.
Once so many zombies gathered together, the mixed smells had already drowned out the scent coming from within, making it difficult to distinguish.
So they had never gone mad over whatever was inside.
They had merely followed the actions of the other zombies out of instinct.
Now that they had spotted fresh, walking food outside, they no longer cared about the situation inside at all.
Hwi instinctively lowered his body and prepared himself for battle.
Yet before he could even show off his skills, the excited zombies charging toward him tripped over the ropes wrapped around their legs and crashed heavily onto the ground.
The zombies behind them paid absolutely no attention to their fallen companions.
Their eyes contained nothing except the delicious flesh standing ahead of them.
Unfortunately for them, most of their legs were wrapped in rope as well.
One after another, they collapsed to the ground like a row of falling dominoes.
However, zombies who had caught sight of fresh prey had no room left for reason.
Even after falling to the ground, they stubbornly stretched out their hands and continued crawling toward Hwi.
The zombies with only one leg tangled in the rope were even more reckless, dragging their damaged bodies forward with unwavering determination.
Byeol looked at the struggling mass of zombies and calmly looked away.
Well... Didn’t this count as success?
Because Hwi had just eaten a zombie core not long ago, it could still maintain its transformation for quite some time.
At this moment, Hwi merely tilted its head in confusion, unable to understand why the zombies had all fallen over before it had even made a move.
Still, it was only a weak little cat who happened to eat a lot and had never enjoyed using its brain.
Too lazy to think about the reason, Hwi was just about to pounce over and bite the zombies to death one by one when Byeol called out to stop it.
Left with no choice, Hwi followed behind Byeol obediently, although every now and then it could not resist glancing back at the zombies crawling sinisterly through the darkness behind them.
Although Hwi had often watched Byeol intentionally let mice escape before catching them again, it had never seen Byeol behave quite like this before.
With its tiny little brain, it simply could not understand the current situation.
Fortunately, obedience was one instinct Hwi still possessed.
It was a conditioned reflex formed long ago after Hwi had once watched Byeol let a mouse go, assumed Byeol no longer wanted it, and happily rushed over to devour it, only to be beaten up for its trouble afterward.
The memory remained vivid to this very day.
As felines, playing with prey is an instinctive behavior.
Hwi, however, was an exception among cats.
It had never played with its prey before.
The moment it caught something, it immediately ate it.
There was simply no such thing as toying with food for fun.
Although the method still had a few flaws, Byeol could not help feeling pleased and raised its tail proudly.
With Hwi acting as such an obvious target, the zombies became highly motivated and paid no attention at all to the ropes cutting into their flesh.
They continued moving firmly and relentlessly toward Hwi’s position.
Even the iron gate began to groan under the strain.
Human bones were strange things.
Sometimes a single fall could shatter them into pieces.
Other times, they could remain intact for hundreds of years.
The bones inside zombies, however, had nothing fragile about them.
Combined with the fact that they felt no pain, the zombies simply ignored everything and continued pushing forward, stepping over the crawling bodies beneath them as they advanced.
As a result, the mutated crab shell repeatedly slammed into the iron gate, producing deafening sounds.
The mutated crab had completely given up on life.
If they wanted it dead, could they not just make it quick?
Why did this feel like torture by slow dismemberment?
Byeol walked a few steps before stopping in place and watching the zombie laborers continue pulling with all their strength.
It suddenly fell into deep thought.
If, and this was purely hypothetical, it had stood the mutated crab upright earlier, would the mutated crab have simply been transported out directly?
After all, considering the crab’s defensive abilities, even if it had been shoved directly into a zombie’s mouth, the probability of the zombies breaking their teeth was still much higher than the probability of them actually managing to eat the crab.