The fog was getting thicker. The increasingly thick fog also indicated that danger was about to come.

  Ryan didn't want to waste any more energy on arguing. Instead, he bent down and silently took out the rod on his back.

  But Wallace mistakenly regarded this behavior as a provocation. He frowned and said with a surly look, "What, are you planning to challenge me?"

  As the most powerful person in this gathering point and also a true deviant, Wallace was naturally not afraid of fighting with others. In fact, he had always never looked down on Ryan. This guy who always knew how to accept everything and never wanted to have conflicts with others was basically a weakling in his eyes.

  But now, Ryan actually dared to show off an iron rod, a weapon with certain lethality, in front of him. Could it be that he had some support and was planning to compete with him for the position of the boss around here?

  Thinking of this, Wallace looked at Lucas, whose arm had just been reconnected, and even greater doubts flashed in his eyes.

  The others were also shocked, not really understanding what was going on with Ryan today.

  Facing the surprise in these people's eyes, Ryan did not comment, but shook his head lightly, "Anyway, I advise you not to waste your energy on any arguments, but to quickly take out your weapons and prepare to face the incoming zombie tide."

  Tide of Undead? As soon as Ryan finished speaking, everyone was shocked, again.

  Wallace's mouth twitched in sarcasm and he sneered. "No bloody way. This place is very safe. We have zombie deterrent all over the place, and we have lived here for more than two months, watching the surroundings. How could a zombie tide just appear out of the blue?"

  In fact, in order to deal with the possible appearance of zombies, these survivors had already made sufficient preparations. Not only did they send people to watch the entrance of the warehouse twenty-four hours a day, but they also spent a lot of energy to transform every entrance and exit into a fortitude.

  Normally, those zombies with slow thinking would be unlikely to break into the warehouse.

  Yasmin also asked in apprehension. "Yes, Ryan, what makes you think that a tide of zombies is about to appear here?"

  Ryan did not explain. The evolution system was his biggest secret. He couldn't reveal his secret completely in front of so many people. So he shook his head again, "That's all I have to say. Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, a zombie tide is about to appear here. If you don't want to die, hurry up and prepare yourselves. Occupy the most advantageous defensive terrain. Then maybe you can survive this."

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  According to the evolution system's prompts, the number of zombies that would appear this time would reach a terrifying triple digits.

  Although there were more than thirty survivors in the gathering point, and each of them had certain experience in dealing with zombies, the difference in numbers meant that these people's fate was already doomed.

  Similarly, it was impossible for Ryan to deal with so many zombies by himself, so he needed to rely on the help of others and take the initiative to remind this group of people so that they could prepare in advance.

  "Hey, why don't you stop all this charade?"

  "I think you are just trying to change the subject so that Wallace will forgive you!"

  "Yes, Wallace just said that as long as you apologize, this matter will be over. Why don't you apologize yet?"

  It was obvious that people did not believe Ryan's words, and there were even a few of Wallace's lackeys who planned to take the opportunity to continue humiliating Ryan.

  Ryan still ignored them. He squinted his eyes and looked at the increasingly thick fog outside the ventilation window.

  These strange fogs were spreading faster and faster. At the beginning, only Ryan could notice it, but as time went on, many people noticed the existence of these thick fogs. As a result, the crowd who were initially watching the fun gradually became much more nervous.

  Yasmin also saw the thick fog, and her expression changed. She quickly said to everyone, "Everyone, grab your weapons. The weather is changing very fast, maybe the zombies are really coming."

  "Yasmin, what are you worried about?" Wallace smiled faintly, hugged his chest, put on a smug look, and said slowly, "Even if a zombie horde really come here, I am capable enough to protect you. Moreover, I have already made contact with my people outside. I believe that it won't be long before someone will come to our aid. Even if a few bloody zombies set their sights on this place, it's no big deal!"

  When Wallace spoke, his tone was very arrogant, without any worry at all. After all, he was the most powerful person here, and he evolved into a real deviant two months ago. He didn't take ordinary zombies seriously at all.

  The other guys who were loyal to him also laughed and agreed, shouting. "Wallace, Wallace, Wallace."

  "Yes, as long as we follow you, Wallace, we'll be fine!"

  "Is that so?" Ryan sneered in his heart when he saw this. "If it was just a small group of ordinary zombies, it wouldn't be worth making everyone nervous. But what if I tell you that there are more than two hundred zombies coming here, and there may even be an elite zombie leading them?"

  What?! When these words came out, everybody was shocked, including Wallace, who had always been confident in himself.

  With a frozen expression, he turned around, stared at Ryan, and said, "Where did you get this information?"

  "Zombie instinct, I guess." Ryan ignored Wallace's aggressive look. He grabbed the sharpened wooden rod and walked towards a place where there were fewer people.

  "Hey……" Wallace expression became more vicious.

  He was about to catch up with Ryan and order him to tell the truth, when one of his friends said. "Forget him, Wallace."

  "Ignore that stupid boy, maybe he has lost his mind."

  "With you here, how can we be in danger?"

  "Yes, Wallace, we believe in you."

  Hearing these flattering words, Wallace's expression relaxed again. He snorted and laughed, thinking to himself: You're really lucky, Ryan. Although I failed to kill you the last time, the next time you dared to ignore me in public, that'll be the end of you.

  But just as he was silently thinking about how to make this stupid guy pay the price, a shout brought him back to reality.

  "Zombies!"