Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao: “...”

All right, that's what the marshmallows say. What else can she say?

The banging outside the door continues.

Listening to the roar outside, Zhao felt more than one corpse.

She searched the little house and found that there was nothing to eat —— imagine, how could those idiots have wasted something on her if they'd left her to die?

Zhao walked to the only window in the room and looked out.

She's in an old neighborhood, six floors in total, and she's on the third floor, no elevator.

But now, in the end, there's no need for elevators.

It looks very quiet out there, it feels broken everywhere, no one walks out there, and sporadic zombies can occasionally be seen shaking in search of food.

Zhao looked at the terrain and thought back to the introduction of the zombie.

Zombies have the advantage of being aggressive and resilient, unless their heads are cut off and the rest of the attack cannot cause fatal damage. With viruses all over the body, normal people are bitten or scratched, wounds are difficult to heal, and there is a high probability of death.

Fortunately, as some sci-fi movies say, it doesn't get bitten and infected into a zombie.

The disadvantage of zombies is their slow mobility, slower than the average person's speed, their brain is not functional, they simply scratch, leaving only basic feeding instincts.

Imagine, if the zombies are not trying hard and fast and intelligent, then there is no need for humans to struggle. Just kill themselves early and let the zombies play for themselves.

But more than a year has passed since the end of the world, and the physical qualities of humans, especially the intelligentsia, have improved dramatically in an increasingly difficult environment.

And similarly, a bad news came out: zombies are also evolving.

Evolutionary zombies have become more powerful as advantages, while the otherwise slow pace has also greatly improved, becoming stronger in all respects.

This is absolutely not good news for mankind.

The only consolation is that the evolution of the zombies has been slow and that only a small fraction of the zombies have undergone such a shift.

Keeping in mind the information about the zombie, Zhao went through the room and finally found what he needed - under the bed, neglected, a baseball bat.

Alloy, about a meter long, just enough.

Zhao grabbed the baseball bat and slowly approached the door.

She has to leave.

Whether it's for survival - there's no food here, it's not going to last.

Or for the task —— we have to find the man.

Pushing away the bookshelf that blocked the housing door, A Zhao stared closely at the shaky door in front of him, the meditation in his heart: 3, 2, 1...

The door burst open at this moment.

Zhao was facing a rotten half of his face.

Zhao: “...”

Despite the psychological readiness, this visual shock is absolutely astonishing.

Not only was she frightened, but she was also a little nauseous.

However, the shock returned to shock, but Zhao's men's movements did not stop at half.

The baseball bat in his hand was raised high, from the left side of the zombie's head to the right, and he got used to it--

A heartbroken mosaic exploded from Azhao's sight.

Zhao: “...”

The anticipated scene of bloody violence was instantly broken by this mosaic.