Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space Chapter 864: Taking The Bait ( 1 )

Upon hearing his subordinate's words, the boss squinted his eyes and questioned, "Have you all forgotten about that building? We can’t take the risk."

Memories of the zombie-packed building made everyone's faces drain of color.

They vividly recalled how that group in bizarre suits had unleashed a high-level zombie to command over 20,000 zombies, sealing them inside the largest structure in the vicinity.

Back then, they believed the zombies were contained to protect everyone. Yet, witnessing their subsequent actions, they chose to stay hidden, terrified of ending up as the next captives.

The middle-aged man, seeing his team grasp the caution, declared, "Once they eliminate those zombies and that group, then we can depart safely. We have supplies lasting another 10 days."

After a brief consideration, the team nodded in agreement. "Boss, we'll stick to your call."

"Good."

Nearby, other hidden survivor groups were whispering about the Phantom Team too. All yearned to reach Red Cliff Base, yet they resolved to observe first and move only when safety was assured.

By now, Qin Luzi had alerted his squad about the observers. Upon arriving at the zombie-trapped edifice, Jin Xuyan inquired, "Junjie, can you deploy your ability to slay them from afar?"

Mo Junjie pondered briefly before nodding. "I’m not sure if my energy suffices, but I’ll give it a shot."

Such readiness puzzled the team members. Normally, coaxing this guy to act was tough—he’d spout endless excuses to shirk. His compliance was unusually striking.

Jin Xuyan picked up on the shift but dismissed it. People evolve daily; nothing unusual there.

Jiao Lizhi handed him a bunch of Sthanam crystals, assuring, "I’ve got plenty more, so no need to fret over energy depletion."

Her warm smile prompted Mo Junjie to grin and reply, "Okay."

For absolute safety, Feng Yun erected a spatial barrier enclosing a 10-meter zone around the structure.

Positioned at the front door, Mo Junjie settled cross-legged, eyes shut. Breakthrough loomed near; maybe this was his chance.

With his mind steadied, he channeled his energy, unleashing a dense black mist from his form that infiltrated the building via door and window cracks.

Odorless and silent, the black mist evaded zombie detection. To conserve power, Mo Junjie targeted only their brains.

Through noses, mouths, and ears, the mist invaded zombie bodies, swiftly dissolving the decayed brains upon contact.

Zombies toppled successively, watched by the team, stacking into heaps as foul liquid oozed from every orifice.

No gore or blood spilled, yet the spectacle chilled them more than any nightmare film. Gazing at Mo Junjie’s refined, handsome features, a shiver crawled down their backs.

If their Captain was twisted, this guy was outright insane. Better not cross him!

After half an hour, sweat soaked his clothes. Inside, zombie numbers had dropped by a third.

Consulting his map, Qin Luzi conceded Mo Junjie’s power was horrifying—an ideal assassin ability.

During the wait, the team kindled a fire, processed the mutant wolf, extracting only the prime meat for Jiao Lizhi’s space storage. They’d trade it as base materials later.

The enormous mutant wolf yielded over 600 kilograms of meat, cut into 2-kilogram slabs, each 2-3 centimeters thick.

Half got roasted, half grilled, with Jiao Lizhi supplying unique sauces and spices.

Feng Yun’s barrier contained the mouthwatering aroma, preventing any nosy intruders.

Just as the meat neared perfection, Mo Junjie felled the final zombie. Skipping corpse cleanup, he drew extra energy from black crystals, liquefying all into dark puddles.

Suddenly, excruciating pain stabbed his brain. Sensing the breakthrough, he clenched his teeth, accelerating energy flow.

From nearby, Du Beiye spotted his state. Approaching, she saw his palm’s Sthanam crystals reduced to powder, so she fetched more from her stash and pressed them into his grip.

With fresh energy influx, Mo Junjie’s furrowed brow eased slightly. His advancement outpaced others’ but brought agony and peril multiplied several times.

Du Beiye refrained from interrupting, keeping a 5-meter distance.

Ten minutes passed, then thick black mist exploded from Mo Junjie, cocooning him entirely.

Boom!

The explosive noise jolted the team, who hurried over. Spotting the swirling poison mist, they halted short.

For 5 minutes, the mist whirled furiously before retracting into Mo Junjie. As it vanished, Jin Xuyan, Zhang Yuan, Fu Guai, and Lin Fei instantly acted.

They shielded Jiao Lizhi, Su Ruanyi, Pei Yixie, and Jian Huan’s vision with their hands.

Curiosity piqued, Jiao Lizhi tugged her fiancé’s hand, querying, "Brother Yan, what’s going on?"

Jin Xuyan clasped her hand firmly. "Don’t look."