Chapter 18: Make a Quick Escape! Requesting Red Tickets and Favorites

  At this time, Liang Jing also saw that these "tides" were actually mutated rats, numbering in the tens of thousands and uncountable. A desperate atmosphere rushed forward, bringing an unimaginable sense of crisis. Liang Jing felt that he wouldn't be much better than the two people in front of him in this tide-like wave of mutated rats, and probably would be overwhelmed by the tide in just two or three seconds.

  "Run! Run quickly!" Liang Jing suddenly came to his senses and immediately roared at the few people behind him, his face flushing red.

  Only to see the mutated rats coming in waves, covering the sky and the earth, and even the highway they had walked before was affected by the rat tide. Adding to that, the highway where the tall Wang surname man had escaped was also flooded with rats, now only one road was left to walk. Without any hesitation, he led his men towards the only remaining escape route, fleeing in a hurry. Although he wasn't afraid of the mutated rats, and could even kill thousands of them if there was terrain to defend, facing too many mutated rats at once would be difficult for him to handle, even if it were just ten of them.

  Chirping... tweeting...

  "Hurry up! What are you standing there for?"

  Liang Jing let out another loud roar, and the three people who were still standing there, pale-faced, suddenly came to their senses, their faces filled with terror. However, this time they didn't freeze in place, but instead took off running quickly in the direction Liang Jing was pointing.

  "Bang!"

  Liu Zhi Xiong, this soft-legged man, actually softened his legs again at this critical moment of life and death, and fell to the ground with a thud, but couldn't get up. Liu Zhi Xiong's originally twisted foot was fine, and after the mutated black-backed dog was killed, he rested for a while and recovered; unexpectedly, his legs softened again now.

  Damn it! Always dropping the chain at critical moments!

  Rumble...

  Liang Jing was so angry that he quickly pulled out a short knife from his waist and grabbed the soft-footed man's back clothes with one hand, throwing him onto the canvas bag on his left shoulder. With a loud explosion of force, he strode forward, his entire body like a heavy truck rumbling along, moving faster than everyone else...

  At a T-shaped intersection, six people were desperately fleeing in front of the dark gray tidal wave. A stunning scene unfolded: a robust man with a reddish-brown complexion, who had started last, was carrying a large canvas bag on his back that was even bigger than himself, and on top of it was another adult male. He had a half-meter-long short knife at his waist and a gigantic cold weapon resembling a sword or a knife on his back. The canvas bag weighed at least 300-400 kilograms, plus the 120-kilogram adult male, and the "Baroque's Sorrow" weighing 180 kilograms, totaling around 700-800 kilograms. Yet, he accelerated forward like a heavy-duty truck, surpassing those fleeing in front of him, making them seem like roadside guardrails that kept retreating under his feet...

  Liang Jing kept observing the movements of these mutant mice while running, hoping to find their weaknesses and a way to deal with them. After all, running like this wasn't a solution. For now, it seemed that although the mutant mice were cunning and agile, their straight-line running speed wouldn't be too fast. Currently, everyone's speed could still keep up without being overtaken, but if they continued like this, competing with the mutant mice in endurance, wouldn't that be courting death? As soon as everyone's breath was exhausted, they would definitely be finished.

  Rumble!

  In Liang Jing's line of sight, all he saw was the flow of the mouse tide, with a faint glow flashing, and countless trees, electric poles, and signboards were directly knocked down and destroyed. Even large buildings were directly grabbed, bitten, and pushed down by the numerous mutated mice. The fallen trees turned into white ash in 3 seconds under the mice's sharp teeth. The path of destruction left behind by the mouse tide was more devastating than a level 10 typhoon. The main direction of the mouse tide's movement had few obstacles that were not knocked down or destroyed. Looking at these mutated mice with their two small eyes glowing red, Liang Jing's heart skipped a beat in fear. It was too terrifying! Fortunately, he had broken through before being surrounded by them; otherwise, even if his body was made of iron, he would have been gnawed to the bone and left without a trace if they liked eating bones.

  "Let me tell you, Liu Zhixiong, what's wrong with you now? Can your feet exert force?"

  Halfway through, under Liang Jing's rapid running, they had already opened up a certain distance with the crowd behind them. Liang Jing couldn't help but say to Liu Zhi Xiong, "This won't do, I can only help you once or twice, I'm not always going to be by your side protecting you." Moreover, he wasn't a nanny, if Liu Zhi Xiong couldn't learn to adapt, he would eventually be abandoned. The strong Wang surname man and Xiao Yao behind them were already running for a longer time, their faces completely red, estimated to be near their limit. After all, they had been running for much longer than Zhang Huo's group, constantly advancing at the speed of a hundred-meter dash. If it weren't for their lives being threatened, stimulating their potential, they would have probably already collapsed from exhaustion and lost the strength to run again. Even so, now they were also nearing their limit. As for Ling Qing He, this sexy young woman, as a female, her physical abilities were naturally inferior to those of males, and she was also getting slower and slower, looking like she wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

  "Alright, alright! I'm fine, you can put me down now." Liu Zhi Xiong's face was red with shame and gratitude towards Liang Jing. He had never thought that he would be so humiliated, so useless, not even as good as Ling Qinghe, a woman. This was the second time it happened, and both times Liang Jing had witnessed it. Of course, he was extremely grateful for Liang Jing's help, after all, she had saved him twice, if not for her timely rescue, he would have been dead by now. Anyone with a conscience would feel grateful for saving their life.

  "You must learn to restrain yourself and strive to adapt, otherwise you can only wait to be abandoned by the times. Hurry up!"

  Liang Jing put down Liu Zhi Xiong and immediately ran back, now with the passage of time, everyone's speed slowed down, and the distance between them and the mouse tide grew closer and closer. The people behind all showed despair on their faces, and some even had thoughts of giving up. How long could they keep this up? Would the mouse tide in the back stop? It was better to die early rather than being so tired, it's better to transcend early! For a moment, his facial expression changed, with fear, despair, relief, and more.

  "Don't shoot!"

  Liang Jing saw that Ling Qinghe was about to shoot the mutated mouse behind her with a 54 pistol, and in desperation, only the pistol in her hand could give her comfort and a sense of security. Liang Jing rushed over quickly and hastily stopped her, he couldn't let her do this, otherwise the consequences would be even more severe and terrible.

  From the beginning, Liang Jing had been observing the changes in the mouse tide, discovering that although they were all roughly spreading in one direction, there was no unified command, so now it's quite scattered, with a larger range and slowly decreasing density; most importantly, they are not the only target of the mouse tide attack, and even say that only a portion of the mouse tide is chasing them, while others are randomly pursuing different targets. For example, other mutant monsters, Liang Jing even saw other mutant dog species, and even two adult-sized black-haired and shiny mutant cow species, one of which reacted slowly and was overwhelmed by the mutant mouse tide, only able to let out a mournful moo before being reduced to just a skeleton in seconds, without leaving any bloodstains. Apart from this, many other mutant monsters suffered the same fate, these weak and small mutant mice that formed the mutant mouse tide were simply invincible, unstoppable, destroying everything in their path, turning buildings into rubble, trees into ash, and living creatures into skeletons.

  But if he fired a shot, the loud noise would likely attract even more mutated rats to target them, leaving no room for escape. He hoped to reduce the attention of these mutated rats in order to escape.

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