The Most Random System

Lin Li continued to climb higher, choosing to create a bit more distance between himself and the mutant, no longer closing in excessively.

After a few more minutes, the light spot paused ahead, as if it had reached its destination.

The Mecha gazed into the distance. At this moment, the Doomsday World was still shrouded in night, revealing only more clusters of buildings in the distance, seemingly nothing unusual compared to other areas.

It lingered there for about a minute without making any significant movements.

Just as Lin Li pondered whether to take the risk of lowering his altitude to scout out the exact location, the light spot moved again.

Once again, it moved at an extremely high speed, following its original route, directly reversing course toward the direction from which it had been tracking Lin Li.

"Hmm?" Lin Li raised an eyebrow, immediately maneuvering the Mecha to climb to an even higher altitude, while smoothly initiating the pre-heating procedure for the pulse cannon on the Mecha’s shoulder, securing the "Death’s Sigh."

Could this really be the base, and it’s going back to call for reinforcements?

Is it acting as a guide?

As the saying goes, worry about what you fear the most, and it comes true.

Just as the mutant’s approach was perceived, Lin Li, utilizing the Mecha’s configuration, witnessed an even more astonishing change below.

From the location where the mutant had paused, it seemed as if an invisible giant hand had stirred the area to life. Countless zombies surged forth from the ruins of buildings, subway tunnels, and other hidden places, advancing along the path the mutant had taken.

This was no longer the previous chaotic and crowded ordinary zombie horde; leading and in the midst were an astonishing number of "mutants."

Although their movements still bore the characteristic stiffness of zombies, these mutants displayed a clear sense of purpose compared to regular zombies, moving at a much faster pace. Moreover, there seemed to be an area automatically generated around them that ordinary zombies dared not approach, which was quite apparent from above.

Adjusting the Mecha’s optics, these should be those peculiar "mutant" zombies.

There were individuals with extraordinarily large physiques, standing several meters tall. If the regular zombies in Lin Li’s vision were ants, then this one was a cockroach, its body muscular as if piled with rocks, advancing like a moving fortress.

Some were twisted and deformed, crawling on all fours; others had arms mutated into sharp bone blades; some had writhing tentacles extending from their backs, their exteriors covered with hard chitin or tangled with metal fragments...

There were also some forms that were indescribably bizarre, with body parts that seemed to have melted and solidified again, emitting foul-smelling smoke or possessing limbs with extremely distorted proportions, granting them a very long attack range.

The number was extremely large.

Just with a glance, Lin Li could observe hundreds of them distinct from ordinary zombies.

If a biochemical crisis were underway, a little heads-up would have been appreciated.

Within this diverse army of mutants, Lin Li clearly saw the escapee from before—the guide now rapidly merging into the group, subtly aligning itself with a few of the larger, more complex, and more terrifying core mutants in the center of the formation.

Those core mutants seemed forcibly melded from multiple individuals, with limbs entangled.

Rather than saying they were being swept along by the ordinary zombie tide, it would be more accurate to say they were currently leading it.

If earlier the "Lin Family Army" could be considered an impostor force, the zombie tide at this moment was undoubtedly the main army.

Their momentum and coordination significantly surpassed the Lin Family Army, which had already been wholly sacrificed.

Honestly, when witnessing a zombie tide firsthand, the feeling of oppression is far greater than what is seen in movies, especially when viewed from a high vantage point. Lin Li’s current field of vision was fully occupied by zombies, further amplified by the night setting, enhancing the feeling of oppression.

Lin Li rubbed the chin of the Mecha, pondering.

Could this massive zombie tide really be targeting just him?

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Uncertain, let’s keep watching.

Perhaps they merely intend to invade a sanctuary, and he just happens to be there by coincidence.

Lin Li maneuvered the Mecha to ascend higher, hovering in the darker night sky.

After a few more minutes.

The zombie tide reached the Chaotic Scene, where the Lin Family Army had just been born and perished.

Upon reaching the scene’s periphery, the enormous zombie tide did not immediately disperse or engage in aimless biting. Conversely, those varied mutants displayed a high degree of organization.

A portion of them kept watch on the perimeter, driving away occasional approaching ordinary zombies, while the other part quickly spread out, meticulously inspecting and probing the mountain-like pile of bodies at the scene.

Lin Li clicked his tongue.

They really were looking for him.

Lin Li realized that this guide was quite serious.

He hadn’t even fought with the guide; he only exchanged a couple of words, yet this guy called his entire family over, intending to trouble him.

This is pure African behavior.

Oh right, a translation: Africa equals underworld.

Luckily, he slipped away early; otherwise, if he had been surrounded and discovered, it could have been quite troublesome.

At this moment, Lin Li felt quite dissatisfied with the mutant guide. He hadn’t caused him any trouble, yet here he came looking for it. If possible, he really wanted to punch its head to pieces.

Unfortunately, the situation didn’t allow for that now.

But it’s alright. Lin Li believed himself to be quite adept at patience.

No joke, Lin Li had once been at the mercy of others for four months, but after enduring those four months of discomfort, he finally managed to turn the tables on his own.

As for exactly which past incident that was...

Nascent Soul stage.

Fine, to put it plainly, it’s the infancy stage.

While these random thoughts wandered through Lin Li’s mind, his eyes were observing the movements of the mutants below, attempting to analyze their intent when suddenly, a change occurred: