Sterling got up and ran, but as he sprinted, he realized that the socialite zombie was incredibly fast, even outpacing him.
"Thud!"
He dispatched a blocking zombie with a quick stab, muttering as he ran, "What's going on?"
With obstacles ahead and a horde of pursuers behind, the gap between them was closing rapidly. Sterling felt the urgency and quickly turned towards the stairs, with the zombies hot on his heels.
In a critical moment, he made a sharp turn, leaping over the railing to escape.
He thought he had made it, but when he looked back, he saw the socialite zombie also vaulting over the barrier.
"Still chasing me!"
Sterling was stunned; weren't zombies supposed to be mindless?
While the other zombies were stuck behind the railing, this one managed to jump over.
"Ugh!"
She landed on the ground, snarling and baring her teeth, moving with an eerie spider-like agility as she crawled a few steps before lunging at Sterling with incredible speed.
"I'm going all in!"
In a one-on-one confrontation, Sterling gripped his dagger and charged forward.
"Thud!"
The dagger pierced through her body, but she continued to claw and bite at him.
Just as she was about to sink her teeth into Sterling's neck, he kicked her away with all his might, sending her several meters back.
This socialite zombie was clearly different; her strength and speed surpassed those of the other zombies, making her more formidable than any he had encountered before.
"Argh!"
She didn't give him a moment to think and lunged at him again, teeth bared.
"Who's afraid of who?!"
Sterling summoned all his strength and met the socialite zombie head-on, aiming for her vital points.
"Thud!"
He plunged the dagger into her forehead, and she fell lifelessly to the ground, no longer moving.
Sterling breathed heavily, relieved that he had survived the encounter.
Suddenly, a flash of purple light appeared, and a dazzling purple card materialized in front of him.
"Another purple one?"
Sterling picked up the card and focused intently on it, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
[Purple Passive Skill Card: Eye of Truth, can identify all things in the world]
His efforts had paid off; it was worth risking his life for this reward.
"Use immediately?"
As he confirmed, the card vanished, and the system displayed his personal page.
[Host: Sterling (Mythical Level Talent)]
[Combat Power: 171]
[Strength: 16 (+5)]
[Speed: 2 (+5)]
[Reaction: 1.1 (+5)]
[Mental Strength: 0.1 (+5)]
[Passive: Chosen One (Golden Legend), Skill Trait: ??? (Not yet unlocked)]
[Passive: Eye of Truth, can identify all things in the world]
[Skills: None]
[Rage Skills: None]
[Special Equipment: Madman's Dagger]
Closing the system page, Sterling felt as if the world around him had transformed dramatically.
Everything in sight, all the objects seen, had clear indications of their ingredients, production dates, and so on, all appearing in digital form.
"This..."
Sterling was slightly uncomfortable with this passivity.
Turning his head to look at the zombies clawing at the fence, each had a label on their heads:
[Primary Mutated Zombie]
Primary, so zombies are also ranked, it seems I need to study how to distinguish them.
"Buzz buzz"
As Sterling was pondering, his phone suddenly vibrated with a buzzing sound.
It was a message from Abigail. He jogged while opening it to check, his eyes wide.
"Help, Sterling come save me!"
"Not good, something's happened!"
Sterling swung his arms and ran towards the stadium.
The stadium at this moment was surrounded by countless zombies, layer upon layer, watertight, with hundreds, if not thousands.
"What should I do? How do I get in?"
Dealing with one at a time was manageable, but dealing with hundreds at once, Sterling was stumped.
On his way, Sterling also noticed the characteristics of the zombies.
Their vision was impaired, but their hearing was sharp.
Eureka!
Sterling used a large tree as bait, climbed up, tied his phone to it, and then ran away.
After dialing the number, a series of ringtones echoed through the night, spreading far in the darkness.
Some zombies were attracted by the music and rushed towards the tree.
Sterling seized the opportunity, quickly reached the bottom of the stadium, repeatedly stepped on the walls, flipped onto the second floor, continued to climb up the outer wall, and arrived at a window, with the scene inside the stadium laid out before him.
At the same time, he also saw a scene that made Sterling's eyes almost burst.
...
The stadium was filled with many survivors, H-nation international students, and many local students.
On ordinary days, local students were very exclusive towards H-nation students, and now with zombies rampant and lawlessness prevailing, they were even more unbridled.
The guilt in their hearts was infinitely magnified, some violently beat male students, and there were also lustful perverts committing inhumane and bestial acts against female students.
At this moment, the H-nation international students were being persecuted, and any male students who resisted were brutally beaten.
Some spineless individuals, in order to survive, desperately kowtowed to local students begging for mercy, to no avail, the more they begged, the harder they were beaten.
There were a few H-nation traitors who even sided with them, persecuting their compatriots.
"I see who's chattering, this is the end of the world, you all saw it when you came, all zombies, if you don't want to die, just obey and take off your clothes, don't make me say it again!"
The person shouting was Benjamin, a well-known rich second generation, his father Charles was a multinational businessman who spent money to send him to study abroad, but he spent his days chasing women and causing trouble everywhere.
"You traitorous animal, you're also from H-nation, do you have any shame for your country?"
"Ptui, he dares to scold me, beat him to death, if he dies, it's on me!"
Benjamin, as if touched a sore spot, started punching and kicking at the person who resisted.
The female international students were terrified, squatting in the corner and sobbing.
In the stands, on the basketball court, and many other places, female students were being violated and ravaged by European students, so blatant and unbridled, which frightened the innocent female students greatly.
Benjamin got tired of hitting, turned his head and looked at the female students arrogantly.
"Those who don't want to die, be proactive, still not taking off your clothes, do it!"
Benjamin's henchmen, with sinister smiles, stepped forward to act.
"Ah! You bastards, this is illegal!"
"You have no humanity, are you even human?"
The cries merged into one, the momentum shaking the heavens.
"Illegal! What's the world like now, so what if it's illegal, live one day at a time!"
Benjamin viciously started, in a few moves, he tore the clothes of the resisting female students.
Just at this moment, one of the henchmen suddenly screamed.
"Ah! You dare to bite me!"
The focus of attention was on Abigail.