Chapter 330: On the Bank of the Turbid River

In the Fucheng safety zone, Wang Yingyu hurried to the headquarters of the Apocalypse Organization after receiving the news from An Ying.

"The number of mutant zombies in the Hucheng area has increased dramatically?" When Wang Yingyu heard the question from An Ying, her crescent-shaped eyebrows could not help but twist together.

This news is not good news for the Apocalypse Organization.

The Apocalypse Organization harvested a large number of zombie crystal cores through the last gold-level zombie tide, allowing a large number of middle-level officers to be promoted to bronze-level evolvers.

Therefore, in the sweep battles during this period, the Apocalypse Organization can often win the battle at a relatively small cost.

If the number of ordinary zombies drops sharply now, and the number of mutant zombies increases dramatically, then the temporary advantage gained by the Apocalypse Organization will be gone.

Moreover, the role of those ordinary soldiers will be greatly weakened. After all, the threat that ordinary guns can pose to mutant zombies is still too low. Only those heavy equipment can still pose a certain threat to mutant zombies.

"How about I take Daju to Hucheng tomorrow to see what the situation is like there."

After thinking it over for a while, Wang Yingyu decided to go to Hucheng to see what happened there.

After An Ying heard that Wang Yingyu would take Daju to Hucheng tomorrow to investigate the increase in the number of mutant zombies, she nodded slightly: "Okay, I will mobilize Li Chao's First Corps tomorrow to cooperate with your actions."

When Han Feng was not in the safe zone of Fucheng, it was a common practice to call the First Corps to cooperate with Wang Yingyu and Daju's actions.

After all, Wang Yingyu's evolutionary ability is neither offensive nor defensive, and his ability to protect himself is relatively weak. Once Daju wants to fight with mutant zombies, he must leave someone to protect Wang Yingyu. Li Chao, whose evolutionary ability is purely defensive, is naturally the first choice.

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The next morning.

Han Feng was awakened by the aroma of food.

After enjoying the delicious food she hadn't had for a long time last night, Wu Youli made up her mind to hold on to Han Feng's strong thigh and live a life that belongs to a 'human' again.

So she took the initiative to attack Han Feng last night, hoping to win him over with her beauty.

But obviously, considering that he had to cross the Zhuohe River tomorrow, Han Feng ignored Wu Youli's half-exposed shoulders and put most of his energy on the subsequent itinerary.

Of course, Wu Youli, who failed in her first active attack, would not say that she failed so easily. Although she didn't hook up with Han Feng last night, she thought that with her beautiful appearance, her one-meter-long legs, and her advantages of being able to drive and cook, it would not be difficult for her to stay in the Unimog RV and get a meal ticket.

"This is today's breakfast, scrambled eggs with pancakes."

Wu Youli, who was wearing a maid outfit, found that Han Feng's eyes were slightly open, and quickly brought the still steaming breakfast to the dining table, and walked directly to Han Feng's bed, ready to help Han Feng get dressed and get up.

Han Feng, with his eyes slightly open, saw Wu Youli, who was wearing a maid outfit, holding a set of clothes by his bed, and was going to help him get dressed. He waved at Wu Youli and said, "I won't bother you when I get up, just do what you should do."

It has to be said that Wu Youli has a certain vision and mind to survive in the end of the world.

Take the maid outfit she is wearing for example. That outfit was left by Ning Xueru. It looked a little small when she wore it. After Wu Youli, who is over 175 cm tall, put on this outfit, the hem of the maid outfit almost reached the root of her thighs. As long as she made a little movement, there would be a risk of exposure.

But it was obvious that she didn't care about the risk of being exposed at any time. On the contrary, she might even hope that Han Feng would really do something to her.

But at this moment, Wu Youli's wish was doomed to fail. Han Feng, who was thinking about crossing the Zhuohe River, only glanced at her while enjoying breakfast. After hurriedly finishing breakfast, he immediately issued a new order: "Start the RV, go to the bank of the Zhuohe River, and prepare to cross the Zhuohe River."

"Understood!" Wu Youli looked at Han Feng, who was serious, and naturally did not dare to neglect it. She didn't even change her clothes, and sat directly in the driver's seat of the RV and started the Unimog RV.

Before the outbreak of the doomsday virus, the Zhuohe Ferry in Yanglingdu was also a small attraction in the entire Jinshan Province, so the road conditions from Yanglingdu Town to the bank of the Zhuohe River were barely acceptable. The Unimog RV took only about half an hour to reach the bank of the Zhuohe River.

When the RV driven by Wu Youli slowly stopped at the bank of the Zhuohe River, Han Feng looked at the long river in front of him with abundant water, like a giant dragon, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is the Zhuohe River!"

The Zhuohe River is called the Zhuohe River because it carries a large amount of sediment and the water is turbid.

The Zhuohe River will have a huge bend here at Yanglingdu. There are countless allusions in history that happened here, and at the same time, it also gave birth to a powerful Zhuohe civilization.

Just as Han Feng was observing the situation at the Yanglingdu ferry, Wu Youli also pointed to several lonely bridge piers on the surface of the Zhuohe River and said to Han Feng: "Originally there were two bridges across the Zhuohe River, but after the outbreak of the doomsday virus, I don't know what happened to the two bridges. They collapsed one after another on the same night. Now only a few bridge piers are left."

Following Wu Youli's finger, Han Feng also found the cylindrical bridge piers made of huge concrete not far ahead.

At this time, the bridge deck that was supposed to be carried on the bridge piers had long disappeared, but the bridge piers made of concrete attracted Han Feng's attention.

Those giant bridge piers with a diameter of dozens of meters seemed to have been hit by some huge force. The concrete blocks on some bridge piers were completely shattered, and the rusted steel bars inside the bridge piers were exposed to the air.

However, what caught Han Feng's attention the most were two concrete bridge piers that seemed to be cut in the middle.

Those two bridge piers seemed to be cut in the middle by something sharp, leaving only one-third of the debris, still standing on the Zhuohe River.

Han Feng looked at the unusually smooth cut on the bridge piers that were dozens of meters thick, and gradually made a judgment in his heart.

The two bridges that originally stood on the Zhuohe River should have been affected by the battle between the mutant beasts, which led to the overall collapse.

At the same time, judging from the signs of the broken bridge piers, the levels of the two mutant beasts attacking each other are not too low, and at least one of them has reached the gold level.

It seems that the Zhuohe River, which gave birth to a powerful civilization, has also become a cradle for mutant beasts after the outbreak of the doomsday virus.