"Bang!"

The blue and white bus collided with the green garbage truck. The green garbage truck remained unscathed, while the front of the blue and white bus was dented a little.

"Roar—"

At this moment, a dozen zombies charged at the stopped bus and garbage truck.

Judging by their speed, the high-ranking spiritual zombie leading them was already a Fourth Rank zombie.

Its zombie "minions" had stiff bodies, yet their explosive power was much higher than regular zombies, most being Second Rank zombies.

The dozen minion zombies didn’t immediately start gnawing on the vehicles; after reaching them, they bizarrely stopped.

They stood eerily right in front of the vehicles, seemingly waiting for something.

"Disgusting, I want to puke!"

Bai Yifan leaned on the steering wheel, face pale, looking resentfully at the garbage truck next door.

Uncle Wang, could you not drive so insanely?

"It’s not Uncle’s fault; it’s the spiritual zombie!"

Bai Xiqin immediately spotted Uncle Wang, who looked dazed in the driver’s seat. At the same time, a brief blackout occurred in her mind.

Her thoughts began to scramble.

This was a Fourth Rank spiritual zombie; no matter how strong someone’s mind was, a sudden mental attack would cause a brief daze.

For zombies, that’s enough time.

The higher the rank, the smarter the zombie.

It quickly chose its preemptive target.

The people on the bus.

With so many people and flesh, their flesh seemed to contain a mysterious power, making it instinctively choose the bus passengers as the first target.

"Bang!"

Without warning, the Fourth Rank spiritual zombie charged fiercely toward the bus’s front windshield.

Like any previous attack on vehicles by humans, the spiritual zombie used its head to ram by logic.

After the glass shattered, it would devour the people inside.

From its suddenly agile legs and strong muscles, it was clear its physical condition was much better than average zombies.

This zombie was not only a spiritual zombie but had also mutated physically.

The sound of cracking echoed.

The front windshield didn’t shatter or crack as before.

The cracking sound came from the bones of the spiritual zombie.

"Ugh—Sis, this zombie wants to deliberately cause an accident!"

Bai Yifan lay on the steering wheel, looking at the zombie sticking to the front windshield with an indescribable expression.

Its rotten face was severely distorted.

It looked like a piece of tofu thrown to the ground and then stomped on a few times.

"Roar—"

The spiritual zombie paused for a moment and let out an angry growl.

The mental attack came again.

"Ugh—"

Bai Yifan clutched his mouth, almost unable to hold back from vomiting.

His brain was in chaos, his head buzzing, feeling nauseous and uncomfortable, wanting to puke.

"Bang bang bang!"

After each wave of mental attacks, the spiritual zombie’s head slammed hard against the front windshield.

Again and again.

Black blood flowed down the windshield, all the way into the groove.

Bai Yifan was vomiting while thinking — well, not only do I have to clean the cabin later, but I also have to wash the front windshield thoroughly.

Among the Bai Family, only Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai had reached the ranks of Fourth Rank Superpower Users.

However, they often absorbed Crystal Cores in space and drank Spiritual Spring Water every day, making their willpower much stronger than ordinary Superpower Users.

The first time was unexpected, but the subsequent mental attacks only made their heads buzz, uncomfortable, but they didn’t completely lose consciousness.

"Does this zombie have brain damage?"

Bai Zhengxuan covered his face with an indescribable expression, not looking at the spiritual zombie ramming the glass with its head right in front.

The spiritual zombie also encountered glass it couldn’t break with its head for the first time, repeatedly smashing it.

The minion zombies beside it were all dumbfounded.

They stood stupidly beside the spiritual zombie, waiting.

The command in their minds was to charge in and bite once the boss shattered the glass!

Since the glass didn’t break, they could only wait.

"It’s a high-rank zombie, its intelligence roughly equivalent to a five or six-year-old child. Maybe it used to hunt like this and doesn’t understand adaptation, being too stubborn."

Bai Xiqin rubbed her temple, speechless.

Originally, they expected a fierce battle, but unexpectedly encountered a zombie with a brain problem.

Perhaps this zombie was stubborn when it was human.

"Bang bang bang!"

The spiritual zombie glared viciously at the people inside the bus, smashing its forehead against the windshield repeatedly.

The rotten flesh on its forehead was gone, revealing a white forehead bone.

"Thank goodness for the good glass I made, otherwise it would have shattered long ago, even if it didn’t smash its head, using a gun wouldn’t leave a mark!" Bai Anhai boasted slightly.

"Dad, you’re awesome!"

Bai Yifan gave a thumbs-up with a reverse hand.

"Of course, you can’t buy this glass here; I smuggled it through connections. Haven’t you noticed? Many things are high-end configurations? They say even a bomb couldn’t break this glass." Bai Anhai became more and more complacent.

Bai Family: ...

If reporting a lawyer for breaking the law, how much reward money could we get?

"Who’s got the strength? Go out and kill it!"

Bai Zhengxuan waved his hand powerlessly, his expression somewhat dazed.

He enhanced his abilities rapidly, intending to eat elbows; he didn’t often train his consciousness.

The waves of ability attacks didn’t make him lose consciousness, just felt overwhelmed!

"Ugh—"

Bai Yifan lay there continuing to puke, responding silently.

"Better not go out; there are too many zombies in Shanghai. If more zombies come from elsewhere, we’ll be in trouble."

Liu Jing rubbed her temple, watching the spiritual zombie playing dead, raising her eyebrows.

This guy has a pretty high forehead bone!

To crack open its skull, you’d probably need a small axe.

Liu Jing silently admired the white skull, feeling very leisurely.

Like ordinary people listening to music!

"Yeah, yeah! Just stay in the bus! Anyway, we’re safe; once it self-destructs, we can discuss other things."

Wang Yiyun, seeing a disfigured zombie for the first time, didn’t get a case of occupational illness.

Because this guy resembles her boss at the crematorium a bit.

For crematorium employees, the appearance and demeanor of those lying down must be proper.

Wang Yiyun had beaten up the crematorium boss before; she couldn’t stand him. Letting the spiritual zombie get disfigured would slightly please Wang Yiyun.

Crematorium employees have different points of pleasure from others.

With both Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing speaking, no one got off the bus to kill the spiritual zombie.

Let’s enjoy this wonderful music together then!