"This Abhi is quite ambitious, but a bit foolish."

His subordinate next to him was stunned. "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Hmph, there’s no problem with him wanting to rally a group of Survivors to be his cannon fodder, and there’s nothing wrong with him wanting to establish a selfless and righteous image for the Official Shelter here."

"The problem is, he never considered that these Survivors aren’t fools. If each of them keeps one or two trump cards and does something bad at the resource point, everyone’s criticism will be directed at him, the leader."

"At that time, we can even legitimately eliminate some undesirable factions inside without worrying about our reputation."

"Moreover, we might even have a chance to take away the most valuable treasures inside."

Jade shook his head, and thinking that the Crimson Desire Shelter would likely not miss this opportunity either, he felt a bit excited.

Just then, a subordinate came in through the door.

"Boss, this is bad! The resource point we just discovered two days ago has been raided!"

"What? How many people are in the opposing team?"

"Did they deal with the Legendary-level one inside?"

Jade’s heart tightened when he heard that the firearms resource point had been discovered.

Although White Fox Shelter didn’t have any spies sent to other Shelters, they had a considerable number of people dedicated to searching for resource points.

Their Shelter’s ability to grow step by step, besides the support of their backing forces, relied mostly on the discovery of firearms resource points.

"No, they didn’t. The two only said they couldn’t handle this group of people; it seemed to be a team of about twenty."

Jade breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

His expression then became somewhat disdainful.

"Only a team of twenty dares to provoke White Fox Shelter."

"Lin Guan, just take a team of twenty elites and support them."

"Boss, according to the two, there are experts in that team. Won’t we be short-handed?"

Jade scoffed again.

"Experts?"

"Someone like me is considered an expert, right? Yet I couldn’t even last two moves against a Legendary-level one."

"I estimate that before you even get there, those overconfident Survivors will have already been dealt with by the Legendary-level monster."

—

"Pfft!"

At the Public Security Department, after Vikram got the useful information, he didn’t even give the White Fox Shelter member a chance to send a message before finishing him off with a single strike.

Then, he rushed back to the resource point.

"Boss!"

Vikram nodded.

"Leave two people at the entrance on standby. If anyone comes or anything happens, contact me immediately. The rest, follow me."

The other party would most likely send reinforcements soon. Vikram had brought these people mainly to train them. Since a Legendary-level monster was involved, however, he didn’t want to put them in unnecessary danger.

Looking at the resource point map in his hand, Vikram didn’t waste any time. His purpose for coming this time was very clear. He ignored all the metal materials and other equipment he encountered along the way.

After walking a short distance, he quickly found the armory and ammunition depot inside the Public Security Department.

He swiftly cleared out the Epic-level Zombies and the large group of insects resting inside the two storage rooms.

Vikram was just about to step forward to inspect the weapons in the armory when a huge roar suddenly came from behind him.

"Everyone, scatter!"

Vikram, who had already anticipated confronting a Legendary-level Zombie, reacted immediately and darted away from his original position.

The very next second...

"Boom!!!"

"Holy shit!"

"A Zombie with a grenade launcher?"

Even though he had dodged in advance and his subordinates were not in danger, Vikram couldn’t help but curse.

Most boss-level Zombies usually wielded knives, hammers, or other melee weapons.

But the Zombie standing before Vikram was holding a shotgun in one hand and a light grenade launcher in the other.

During that brief moment of shock, accompanied by the crisp mechanical sound of the grenade launcher, a second grenade was fired straight toward Vikram.

Vikram’s speed was only slightly faster than the Zombie’s. Even with his quick reaction and swift dodge, the shockwave from the explosion still made him feel as though he was about to vomit.

Fortunately, the damage wasn’t serious. Apart from feeling slightly dizzy, Vikram remained completely unharmed.

The grenade launcher in the Zombie’s left hand seemed unable to fire another round, so it casually threw it aside.

Only then did Vikram get a clear look at the Zombie’s true appearance.

It was a Zombie wearing a Public Security Department uniform.

[Special Police Zombie: Grade: Gold, Strength: 116, Speed: 114, Stamina: 120, Reaction: 112.]

[Super Zombie: Gold, the strongest Zombie in the Public Security Department resource point, possessing strength overwhelmingly superior to all other Zombies.]

[Special Ability: Summon Undead. It can summon all weaker Zombies within the surrounding area to fight alongside it.]

[Special Ability: Combat Armaments. It can summon any firearm, weapon, armor, or tactical equipment without special abilities that it used during its lifetime as a Special Police officer. All summoned weapons possess infinite ammunition. Once a weapon is discarded or the ability is deactivated, it immediately disappears. Although it has become a Zombie, fragments of its former sense of justice still remain. It instinctively treats every intruder entering the Public Security Department as a criminal and will eliminate them without hesitation.]

"Infinite ammunition... that’s insane?"

"Wait... why did that Zombie throw away the grenade launcher in its hand?"

As if something had suddenly clicked, Vikram’s eyes widened.

The next second, as if confirming his guess, a Gatling gun appeared in the Zombie’s hand, and an endless barrage of bullets instantly poured toward them.

"Tat-tat-tat-tat!"

The 7.62mm bullets, combined with the Gatling gun’s terrifying rate of fire, created a hideous bullet hole in the wall with every impact.

If Vikram hadn’t already instructed everyone to hide and ignore him whenever they encountered any suspicious-looking Zombies before entering, every one of the members he had brought would have been killed.

Without any hesitation, Vikram immediately ordered the twenty members following him to collect all the firearms and ammunition from the armory and ammunition depot first.

As for himself, he hid behind a thick wall, carefully observing the Special Police Zombie.

The Legendary Zombie was like a stationary turret, standing in place while firing continuously.

The most troublesome part was its special ability.

The Gatling gun in its hands showed no signs of overheating or the barrels turning red, nor did it have to worry about running out of ammunition.

Even with Vikram’s current physique, he didn’t dare to rush out and confront it head-on.

Logically speaking, although he knew ordinary firearms had little effect on him, he still didn’t dare to gamble.

After all, no one could guarantee whether the summoned weapons’ power was also enhanced by the Zombie’s special ability.

While Vikram was carefully observing the Legendary Zombie, Phanty silently spread his darkness.

Thick black mist continuously extended forward, gradually enveloping the Zombie’s surroundings.

At the same time, Watery quietly arrived at another position.

Taking advantage of the darkness concealing his presence, he instantly condensed more than a dozen incomparably sharp water blades.

Hidden within the dense black mist, the water blades silently shot toward the back of the Zombie’s head.

However, a Legendary-level Zombie was naturally not an ordinary opponent.

The moment two water blades barely grazed the skin on the back of its head, the Zombie immediately released the shotgun in its left hand.

With a single swing of its arm, it knocked away the remaining incoming water blades.

The force behind that swing was no weaker than Vikram’s own strength.

Not only that, after sensing Watery’s attack, the Zombie’s ears twitched slightly, instantly locking onto Watery’s position through the darkness.

Without the slightest hesitation, it summoned another firearm into its free hand.

The next moment, overwhelming firepower erupted toward Watery’s location once again.

"Tat-tat-tat!"

But contrary to what the Zombie expected, the bullets didn’t pierce Watery.

A thick water curtain instantly rose in front of him, easily blocking every incoming bullet.

Watery merely gave the Special Police Zombie a faint smirk.

Meanwhile, Vikram, who was observing the battle from behind cover, became certain that the bullets fired through this special ability were definitely more powerful than those fired from ordinary firearms.

What slightly relieved him was that Watery’s water curtain could still block those bullets, proving that this wasn’t an unbeatable opponent.

Phanty, who was hidden inside the black mist, was just about to launch an attack.

However, Watery immediately stopped him.

"Phanty, just maintain the Dark Mist. Leave the fighting to me."

Phanty glanced at Watery for a moment before nodding.

His task immediately changed.

Instead of participating in the battle, he continuously expanded the Dark Mist, making it denser and denser.

The entire battlefield was soon enveloped in endless darkness.

The thicker the mist became, the easier it was for Watery to hide his attacks.

Watching the battle from the rear, Vikram couldn’t help but nod slightly.

"It seems the coordination between them has become much better."

Now that the distance between both sides had shortened, the closer Watery’s attacks were to the target, the greater their power became.

Hidden behind the cover of the black mist, Watery focused completely on controlling the water blades.

More than a dozen razor-sharp water blades continuously weaved through the darkness like invisible assassins.

The Legendary-level Zombie, whose vision was almost completely suppressed by Phanty’s Dark Mist, reacted noticeably slower than before.

On the other hand, Phanty’s darkness naturally had no effect on Watery’s perception.

Every movement of the Zombie was clearly reflected in Watery’s senses.

The water blades repeatedly slashed across the Legendary Zombie’s body, leaving one wound after another and causing streaks of foul-smelling blood to splash into the air.

Out of the twelve water blades, only five were shattered by the Zombie.

The remaining seven all pierced toward the Zombie’s joints.

Especially its arms.

Three water blades simultaneously aimed for the wrist that was holding the Gatling gun.

While the Zombie was busy dealing with the attacks coming from every direction, it failed to notice one water blade silently approaching from behind.

Slash!

The wrist holding the Gatling gun was instantly severed.

The heavy Gatling gun fell to the ground with a loud crash before immediately disappearing.

Watching from behind, Vikram’s eyes lit up. He had long discovered the Zombie’s weakness.

No matter how terrifying its firepower was, it still needed its hands to operate the summoned weapons.

Now that one of its arms had been crippled, the Zombie’s threat had immediately dropped by more than half.

The water blades continued dancing through the darkness while Phanty’s black mist constantly suppressed the Zombie’s senses.

Before long, even the Zombie’s remaining arm was covered in deep wounds.

Its movements gradually became sluggish under Watery’s relentless assault.

Even though the Legendary Zombie’s eyesight had evolved, among all five of its senses, its hearing remained the sharpest.

Facing Watery’s sneak attack from behind, the Legendary-level Zombie extended its bluish-black giant elbow backward without even looking.

"Bang!"

Watery’s water blade collided with the Zombie’s elbow, forcing both of them to retreat half a step.

However, Watery merely smiled.

He had no intention of exchanging blows head-on with the opponent.

The previous attack had merely been a distraction.

While the Zombie’s attention was focused on blocking his attack, the remaining ten water blades had already silently gathered above its head.

At the same time, Watery didn’t dare to be careless.

He immediately merged the ten water blades into one.

They transformed into a gigantic water longsword nearly as tall as he was.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when the Zombie had just recovered from the impact, Watery swung the enormous water sword straight down from above.

"Pfft!"

This was almost the strongest attack Watery could unleash with his current strength.

The effect did not disappoint him.

The enormous water sword pierced directly through the Zombie’s skull, its blade deeply embedded inside the body, stopping only when it reached the abdomen.

"Thud!"

After receiving such a devastating blow, even the Legendary-level Zombie could no longer remain standing.

Its massive body first dropped to both knees before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Boom!"

Even after the Zombie fell, Watery didn’t relax.

He controlled several more water blades and pierced the Zombie’s head and heart repeatedly.

Only after confirming that it had completely lost all signs of life did he finally disperse the water blades.

Watching the battle from the side, Vikram finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"The special abilities in this Wasteland are truly bizarre."

"If Watery and Phanty hadn’t worked together, dealing with this Zombie would have been much more troublesome."

If it had been anyone else, without Watery’s ability and Phanty’s Dark Mist suppressing the Zombie’s senses, they would have had almost no way to counter the overwhelming firepower of its summoned weapons and would most likely have perished here today.

Seeing the battle had finally ended, Vikram walked over.

Without any hesitation, he stored the Legendary Zombie’s corpse inside his backpack.

He had no intention of dissecting it on the spot.

There were still far more important rewards waiting for him inside the Public Security Department.