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Was it a desperate situation?
Perhaps. Zheng Yifan's clothes were completely torn to shreds, blood flowing across his chest, and his body was even disemboweled.
Despite this, Zheng Yifan faced it all with calmness. He looked around the environment with ease, even taking the time to light a cigarette and take slow drags.
The Soul Crystal Activator was secured, and the Zombie Crystal s in his Storage Space were enough to exchange for it. From now on, all activation work would shift from Han Rui's personal responsibility to large-scale mechanical operations.
However, the manufacturing of the entire activator still needed improvement. Zheng Yifan had seen the machinery; after explaining the principles behind it, he had already lost interest. The Yellow Emperor Tribe had not developed from an industrialized society; they lacked their own manufacturing capabilities and the innovative ideas that come with experience. Although their design allowed for the large-scale activation of Zombie Crystal s, a fully automated assembly line for quickly activating them did not exist. They could only rely on the laboratory at Hope Gathering Place to develop a new type of Soul Crystal Activator. This way, Zheng Yifan could automate the activation of Zombie Crystal s in bulk.
Only this approach would meet modern production standards. In terms of production efficiency and cost calculations, modern humans achieved results countless times greater than those of the First Vitality Era.
This was Zheng Yifan's foundation; the technology surrounding Zombie Crystal s was the support of the First Vitality Era.
The combination of both represented everything Zheng Yifan possessed now. After reviewing the blueprints he had exchanged for, he could only express his confusion; ultimately, it would still be up to those scientific madmen.
His cigarette was quickly finished, and he had nearly forty-seven million Zombie Crystal s. That was quite a substantial amount. If he could acquire more of these, he could exchange for another blueprint.
The Energy Conduit was the next branch for exchange. It represented the pinnacle of long-range energy weapons.
The Energy Attachment Device was another branch that pushed melee capabilities to their limits. The two branches were almost parallel, leaving Zheng Yifan in a dilemma. However, after a few seconds, he decided not to dwell on it any longer.
There was still a gap of over ten million crystals to fill. He would worry about acquiring those Zombie Crystal s later; after all, what were the scientists at Gathering Place there for? Wasn't it to provide assistance in situations like this?
If they couldn't even manage that, what use were they?
He extinguished the cigarette butt, casting aside all his worries. Zheng Yifan had to confront the predicament he was currently facing.
Looking around, he could see the bustling city in the distance, which was in the direction of Deep City. Zombies were constantly wandering on the roads, and Zheng Yifan felt like a magnet with an immense attraction, drawing a large number of zombies toward him.
All around him, Avatars of the Believers appeared out of nowhere, blocking the zombies from advancing further.
However, it was clear that this situation couldn't last much longer. Deep City had over a hundred million zombies. The sheer size of the city terrified Zheng Yifan; even the largest cities in the real world paled in comparison. The terrifying number of zombies had given rise to many Advanced Zombies, but he didn't see any of these formidable Fellows at the outskirts of the city, allowing Zheng Yifan to smoke leisurely. As he watched the surrounding zombies being slaughtered, the Zombie Crystal s on the ground were being collected by the Avatars of the Believers.
No matter how extravagant Zheng Yifan felt, he wouldn't leave Zombie Crystal s lying on the ground; what he needed most right now were those shiny objects.
In just a moment, over a hundred thousand zombies had been defeated. Zheng Yifan had only expended a small amount of Power of Faith, which had completely replenished during this time.
Holding his Silver Spear, his eyes were filled with a strong desire to kill the zombies before him, yet his body was already moving backward.
That direction led to the Factory Area. He would have to traverse several miles to reach it.
Zheng Yifan wasn't sure how fierce the battles were over there, but he could foresee that they would not be easy.
He needed some time to recuperate or gather strength to heal his wounds. The injuries on his body were inflicted by a Treasure Earthworm and were accompanied by a strong corrosive substance that wouldn't heal naturally anytime soon; even medical equipment couldn't repair them.
However, Zheng Yifan had his own methods. He enveloped the corrosive liquid with Vital Energy and then flung it away. Without the support of the Treasure Earthworm, that liquid could no longer maintain its strong corrosive properties.
Riding his vehicle, he leaned fully onto his motorcycle, channeling all his strength into it as he sped down the dilapidated dirt road. This speed had completely surpassed human cognitive limits,
Yet under Zheng Yifan's control, it felt remarkably stable. The sand and gravel on the ground splashed to either side as he raced over the bumpy terrain, making it feel as if his body was almost floating in mid-air.
On such a treacherous road, Zheng Yifan pushed the throttle to its limit; his speed skyrocketed and instantly surpassed that of an F1 race car. Only a Superpowered Individual could handle such speed on a motorcycle.
In the midst of his frantic pace, Zheng Yifan needed to fully heal the wounds on his body. It was a slow process that required a long time to perfect. Although the Treasure Earthworm was merely a newborn, when it died, its entire body was ground to dust, leaving not even a single Crystal on the ground.
Perhaps only the true form of the Treasure Earthworm could produce Zombie Crystal s; the others were merely split-off versions and did not possess the full power of the Treasure Earthworm, which meant they could not even give birth to Zombie Crystal s.
Zheng Yifan had no more thoughts on that matter.
In the distance, the Factory Area gradually came into view, flames blazing. That was Li Ning and his team wielding Flamethrowers. They would only resort to using military equipment common in the Gathering Place in times of crisis. Not just Flamethrowers; those formidable ranged weapons were also lethal tools brought by Zheng Yifan. Without a last resort, there was no way he would put himself in danger.
"Boom!" A burst of fire erupted; it was the sound of Missiles being launched from the Gathering Place. The powerful weapons of the Post-Apocalypse began to activate, their destructive force immense, spewing forth multicolored light that filled the air with apocalyptic hues.
No one dared to underestimate their existence. This was the culmination of the highest intelligence from the Gathering Place, maximizing the power of Post-Apocalypse Missiles.
Only seven Missiles had been brought along, and they would only use such things if they faced opponents with strength at Fourth Stage or even Fifth Level Zombies.
Unfortunately for Zheng Yifan, what he saw next made him even more anxious, as one Missile after another shot out as if they were free. The power of those Missiles could be felt from afar.
If this didn’t resolve the target, Zheng Yifan could be certain he wouldn’t reach his destination because he still had ten seconds left to arrive.
Normally, ten seconds was just a few breaths; but now, it represented the difference between life and death. (To be continued...)
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