Iron Claws existed among the zombies, and also among the ability users.

It wasn't a particularly special ability; among a dozen or so physical enhancement ability users, you might find one with particularly formidable claws.

Clearly, this Iron Claws also didn't know the immensity of the universe.

Jin Yuanjiang, who was smoking a cigarette, walked over upon seeing this situation, waved the members back, and blew out a smoke ring as he asked,

"You want to cause trouble?"

Iron Claws cackled, "What do you mean cause trouble? You guys aren't giving me any face at all."

"I, Iron Claws, am determined to leave from here today."

Jin Yuanjiang threw down his cigarette butt and stomped on it. "Then it depends on whether you have the ability."

Abruptly, the nearby yellow sand swirled, like the prelude to a sandstorm, greatly reducing visibility.

Iron Claws was taken aback, not knowing what was happening.

Then, as if the yellow sand possessed sentience, it all surrounded Iron Claws, enveloping him.

Iron Claws found it difficult to move.

Soon, Iron Claws's entire body was covered in yellow sand, obscuring his figure.

Jin Yuanjiang's eyes turned cold, and the yellow sand surrounding Iron Claws began to compress rapidly.

Iron Claws screamed in agony from the pressure.

Trapped within the yellow sand, Iron Claws began to vomit blood continuously; how could he not be in pain, with his body being compressed so severely?

In less than ten seconds, Iron Claws was no more, crushed to death.

Sand Binding.

Jin Yuanjiang shook his head. To think a Level 5 would dare to create such a ruckus with such bravado; he thought he was a Level 6 or something.

He was indeed quite ill.

Jin Yuanjiang hadn't even moved, yet he had killed a Level 5 Iron Claws.

Jin Yuanjiang remained calm and collected, while the others marveled.

"Brother Jiang, you're too amazing."

Jin Yuanjiang shook his head and smiled, "Alas, I can't even rank in the top five in the base."

"A zombie horde is coming."

To the west, four or five hundred zombies were chasing after a group of people from a base.

They were also quite unlucky. These zombies had gathered to pursue the first wave of survivors, but by the time they had assembled, the first wave of survivors had vanished, and they happened to encounter this small base.

Meat was meat, and zombies weren't picky.

This small base also had over four hundred people, but having them face a similar number of zombies at the same time would definitely result in heavy losses.

What else could they do but run? Confront them head-on?

Su Dazhu thought for a moment. This could be considered his territory, after all; he couldn't let the zombies run rampant, could he?

Su Dazhu shouted, "Three hundred people, go out and wipe out this group of zombies."

Collecting a wave of crystals wouldn't be bad either.

This situation attracted the attention of many people.

The survivors who had come to participate in the gathering were gloating, but they were surprised to discover that at Su Dazhu's command, many people were scrambling to fight the zombies.

Damn, aren't you afraid of death?

This was a zombie horde, not just individual zombies.

Even more shocking to them was that Su Dazhu, leading his men, had easily eliminated this group of zombies in less than three minutes.

Not a single casualty.

First, Su Dazhu had attracted most of the firepower.

Second, the members had shields.

Third, they were well-trained and cooperated seamlessly.

This...

Such a scene was hard not to be shocked by.

If they were to deal with other bases, wouldn't it be even easier?

Although zombies' combat skills were inferior to those of survivors, zombies weren't afraid of death. Would survivors dare to charge like this?

If a few dozen died, they would scatter and run at the slightest sign of trouble.

They were certain that these weren't elites handpicked by Su Dazhu, but rather randomly selected individuals.

Chen Luo's members had too high of an individual skill level!

Who wouldn't want such teammates?

Many people's eyes flickered. If possible, being teammates with such people would be too safe.

It's better to have a godly opponent than a pig-like teammate.

Pig teammates would get you killed.

A man in his early thirties, who seemed very charming, praised Su Dazhu as he watched, "Truly a valiant general. I'll find an opportunity to test him and see if I can poach him."

He seemed to be quite well-known; several people passing by called out, "Brother Wang Lie."

Wang Lie nodded and smiled in acknowledgment, then headed to the eastern area.

When he saw Chen Luo's recruitment notice, his eyes instantly turned sharp.

This environment, these conditions, even he was tempted.

Elders having unlimited access to vegetables?

Wang Lie's base also grew vegetables, but even he couldn't enjoy them at will; with so many subordinates, the output was too low.

Wang Lie muttered, "This is...showing off too much. If he keeps this up, who can withstand it?"

"I'm afraid the elites will all be sucked away by him."

A disheveled, burly man beside Wang Lie sneered, "Brother, should we mess with him? I wonder if his flesh is tasty."

Wang Lie didn't speak, his heart heavy. It was laughable that he had wanted to poach Chen Luo's men just now. Who would be willing to leave with such conditions?

What could he offer to attract them?

Wang Lie mocked himself in his heart.

If he let him grow, he might have to be at his beck and call in the future.

Soon, he had recently obtained a high-level fire crystal, and there was hope of advancing to Level 7. According to the pattern, Level 7 should be a major boost.

…

The large number of people heading towards the South Stadium attracted the attention of a special group of people.

They wore hats and sunglasses, covering their eyes.

Among them was Da Zhuang, who was actually with the Bing Lin Society.

Da Zhuang stood behind Bing Lin like a lackey.

Previously, Bing Lin only had five members. Adding Da Zhuang made it six. Now, there was one more companion.

This companion seemed a bit silly.

Bing Lin said in confusion, "Why are all these meats heading east? Did something happen? Let's go take a look."

The way Bing Lin and his group were dressed, not revealing their eyes, even if someone passed by them, they wouldn't be able to tell that they were zombies.

Even if they were exposed, Bing Lin was fearless; these meats were too weak.

The group arrived near the venue and carefully listened to the survivors' conversations, roughly understanding what was happening.

Someone had gathered the meats together, seemingly discussing how to live better.

Bing Lin revealed a murderous intent, "The person organizing this meeting cannot be allowed to live."

"Loose sheep are not scary, but a group of organized sheep is a threat."

Hei Lei jumped out to agree first.

Da Zhuang was somewhat bewildered. They were going to cause trouble for Big Brother?

Then Da Zhuang became extremely excited. Big Brother didn't want to help me get revenge for some reason, but now you're delivering yourselves to my door?

Da Zhuang also nodded in agreement.

Bing Lin said with satisfaction, "There are still a lot of meats. It would be dangerous to go in person, but we can call those companions who aren't too bright and organize them."

The next second, Da Zhuang contacted Zhao Ziyi, who then told Chen Luo.

Chen Luo, who was resting, suddenly opened his eyes. Bing Lin wanted to mess with him?

Who gave you the courage?

Chen Luo thought for a moment and decided to let Bing Lin organize them.

It wasn't easy to organize zombies. He could kill them all at once.

Fighting a large number of zombies would be a good way to train his members.

If the number got out of control, he would solve Bing Lin in advance.

Hmph, Bing Lin was being uncooperative. Perhaps he should cultivate Da Zhuang into a boss ahead of time.