The youth was like the wind, running free and joyful.
Gao Yuan spread his arms wide, relishing the brisk wind on his face, and felt utterly content.
Looking back to see the string of zombies trailing behind him, Gao Yuan couldn't help but let out a happy yell.
"This is so awesome!"
Hearing Gao Yuan's shout, the zombies behind him roared and picked up their pace once more.
He was certain in his heart that if it weren't for the alien monsters, zombies could not pose any threat to him, for they simply couldn't catch up to his speed.
Maintaining a speed of six seconds per hundred meters was enough to leave the zombies behind, and he could accelerate at any time to shake them off completely.
A speed of sixty kilometers per hour is what six seconds per hundred meters equates to, and if he could keep this up indefinitely, then Gao Yuan would truly be superhuman.
