The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 62.2

“When Heaven is about to confer a great responsibility upon a person, I knew it! I, Young Master Ji Ba, am destined to save the world!”

As he was muttering, the door finally couldn’t withstand the impact and was smashed open.

Overwhelming numbers of low-level zombies surged in. Although their abilities were reduced, their sheer number was staggering.

Seeing living people was like a wolf seeing a sheep; they let out excited, unintelligible growls from their throats.

Shen Jiahang was the first to activate his ability, forming a wall of wind.

A’nu and Ji Man followed closely. Both had fire abilities, and the superimposed flames were blazing, causing the temperature to instantly soar.

The group of low-level zombies instantly paused their steps, seeming a little hesitant to approach.

You Ting stretched out her other hand, summoning purple lightning and striking forward.

She led Ji Zhou, attempting to find a flaw on one side and break out.

At the same time, she intensified the divine sense in her mind, frantically trying to establish a connection with these zombies. The source stone in her heart emitted a scorching heat.

A zombie lunged towards them. You Ting protected Ji Zhou and waved her hand, batting it away.

Multitasking, even she found it strenuous.

Sweat involuntarily beaded on You Ting’s forehead and rolled down her jaw.

This was the first time since she arrived in this world that someone had driven her to such a state of distress.

“Boom!” Another bolt of lightning struck.

Cooperating with the zombies that You Ting had managed to counter-control, they successfully found a narrow exit from the encirclement.

The opportunity was fleeting. The few people didn’t hesitate, using all their skills to deal with the zombies in front of them, rushing towards that cramped, blood-soaked path.

The heavy smell of decay and blood lingered at her nose. For a moment, Ji Zhou felt as if she were in a river made of blood.

Fighting all the way, her clothes were stained with unknown marks.

Hot, bloody droplets fell onto her forehead. She only knew to grasp You Ting’s hand and run forward desperately.

Her body was completely drained of strength, running forward numbly and swiftly.

Perhaps seeing the hope of escape for the few people, a high-level zombie roared furiously, smashing whatever it could grab toward them.

Something struck her back. A huge, tearing pain assailed her.

Ji Zhou’s face turned pale with pain, but she attempted to find a gap to break through.

The warmth coming from her palm felt like something she was desperately trying to protect.

You Ting focused entirely on the zombie horde in front of her. This was the closest she had ever been to danger.

Logically, these low-level zombies should have a natural fear of her.

Moreover, she was not human, so they should not be attacking her.

But the low-level zombies currently controlled by the mysterious person all seemed fearless, surging toward her one after another.

The number of zombies heading toward her and Ji Zhou was significantly greater than those going after Shen Jiahang and the others.

At this point, You Ting was certain that the mysterious person behind it was targeting her.

Orbs of flashing lightning exploded from her palms, blasting away one wave of zombies after another.

You Ting’s eyes narrowed, and seizing an opportunity, she successfully broke out from the zombie tide’s encirclement with Ji Zhou.

Without the golden eye’s amplification, the zombies’ reactions and movements were slower.

This was the best chance for You Ting and the others to escape.

The zombies tilted their heads, seemingly confused by the disappearance of their target.

Then they finally reacted, twisting their bodies around to continue chasing the group.

Shen Jiahang frowned, “At this rate, our abilities will eventually be exhausted, and we don’t know if more zombies will be drawn ahead.”

This was extremely dangerous.

They could only keep running forward while constantly throwing skills backward, trying to momentarily halt the zombies’ steps.

But this clearly couldn’t last long.

Zombies were tireless.

When their abilities were completely depleted, or when the golden eye in the sky opened again.

Then all they could do was wait for death.

Furthermore, with such a commotion, she wondered if it would attract more zombies from other areas as well.

Ji Man cried out, “Ahhh! Sister! Quickly find a way to stop those ugly monsters behind us!”

“No matter how fast we run, we can’t outrun their numbers!”

“I’ll take the suffering, I really don’t want to die, ahhh!”

You Ting looked at Ji Man.

“Since you put it that way,” she sent a thought to Ji Man, “then—”

“I’m sorry.”

The moment her voice fell, You Ting grabbed his arm, and a cold gleam flashed in her palm.

Ji Man was slow to react for a few seconds, then yelled louder: “Holy crap! It hurts!”

The blade cut open his skin, and fresh blood gushed out.

You Ting used a strange power to lift all the blood, not wasting a single drop.

She turned the blood flowing from Ji Man into blood spheres and smashed them hard toward the zombie horde behind them.

The blood spheres burst open like bombs, creating a cloud of blood mist that slowly permeated the air.

The magical thing was that the zombies, upon touching the blood mist, let out painful screams.

Their steps halted simultaneously, afraid to advance further.

Attracted by the sound of the zombies, Shen Jiahang and the others turned their heads to look, “What happened?”

Ji Man was about to speak, but You Ting pressed down on the back of his hand.

He knowingly swallowed his gasp, and instead said, “Why worry about it so much? Hurry and run while we have the chance!”

A’nu glanced at him, strangely asking, “How did your hand get injured?”

Ji Man casually replied, “I accidentally scraped it on something; it’s not a zombie bite, so I won’t turn, don’t worry!”

You Ting’s actions were all done with her back to Shen Jiahang and the others; perhaps only Ji Zhou saw it.

She was very clear about Shen Jiahang’s nature.

If he knew that Ji Man’s blood had such a use, he would definitely not let Ji Man go.

In any case, Ji Man was brought into the team by her; You Ting couldn’t just watch this fool walk into a trap.

Although from the very beginning, when she kept Ji Man, she had this idea in mind—

That Ji Man’s blood might be useful because it could temporarily suppress zombies.

Ji Man ran forward with all his might, excitedly asking You Ting in his mind, “Holy cow, Sister, my blood is that awesome!”

You Ting answered faintly, “It can only be used once a day, and the effect won’t last very long.”

Ji Man seemed thoughtful.

He seemed to recall something, no wonder he had to have a tube of blood drawn every day at the Ji family.

But… how did You Ting know?

Ji Man didn’t ask.

Because he knew that even if he asked, You Ting wouldn’t tell him.

So he just gave a silly laugh, his voice suddenly lowering: “No matter what, it turns out I’m actually useful.”

The group ran continuously, fleeing for their lives. After running for an unknown distance, they finally escaped the pursuit of the zombie horde.

Just as they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, they suddenly felt a chill wind blow past.

A woman’s soft chuckle fell into everyone’s ears.

“You can really run,” the woman slowly remarked.

The voice seemed to come from all directions, impossible to pinpoint a specific direction.

This scene was very much like a horror movie trope, and a powerful sense of danger surged through their bodies.

This feeling was even more dangerous than being blocked by the zombie tide just now.

A’nu shouted loudly, “Who is it? Who are you? Show yourself if you dare!”

“Thump, thump, thump.”

The sound, like a basketball hitting the ground, echoed repeatedly.

From the darkness, a shadow slowly emerged.

She was shrouded in black mist, making her face unclear, but a vague figure and voice allowed them to identify her as a woman.

More accurately, a female zombie—the source stone on her chest emitted a faint glow.

Red.

The highest level currently known in the hierarchy of zombies.

You Ting’s gaze landed on the opponent’s source stone, her expression darkening.

Within that crimson hue, there was a faint hint of milky white.

This indicated that the person in front of her could, given more time, also cultivate a white source stone just like hers.

With just a glance, You Ting was certain that this was the mysterious person who had instigated the zombie horde to attack them.

Shen Jiahang and the others all involuntarily gasped.

A red-level zombie was a level far beyond what they could currently handle.

Zombies of this level had already developed their own intelligence and possessed abilities no less than the strongest ability users among humans.

“Let’s get acquainted,” the woman said slowly, “I am—”

Although her face was obscured by the black mist, You Ting felt, for some unknown reason, that she was looking at her.

The woman said, “You Yan.”

You Ting slightly furrowed her brow. Why was this name… so similar to hers?

“Alright, the self-introduction segment is over. So,” You Yan’s voice was smiling, “are you ready to start the escape?”

As the last word fell, her hand suddenly lifted forward.

A mass of dense black mist spread out and rushed toward the group.

With just a single exchange, Uncle Xiu was violently thrown against the wall, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood, unable to get up for a long time.

But You Yan’s main target wasn’t him; she continued to manipulate the black mist to chase the others.

A large portion of it was directed at You Ting.

You Ting realized she was the target and let go of Ji Zhou’s hand.

In the emergency, You Ting also sent a message into Ji Zhou’s mind with her divine sense: “Don’t mind me, run!”

Ji Zhou was only stunned for a brief moment, then suddenly shouted loudly, “Sister Ting, be careful!”

Without time to think, she rushed over and stood in front of You Ting, blocking a mass of black mist that You Ting hadn’t managed to dodge.

It felt as if every part of her body was shattered, then forcibly pieced back together.

Ji Zhou’s face was deathly pale from the pain.

She clutched You Ting’s sleeve, struggling to force out a smile: “Sister Ting, this time… it’s my turn to protect you.”

“I’m not that… useless…”

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