300: C300 Second Class Adept

C300 Second Class Adept

An hour later, Wang Yi stood on the overturned trailer and looked across the road.

The entire highway was separated by a series of overturned cars. Although there were some cars blocking the way, the traffic was not very dense, so the carriages could barely pass through. On the other side, there were countless cars blocking the way.

Wang Yi looked at the rusted cars and sighed helplessly.

With the road so blocked, forget about pushing it with a truck, even if he drove a bulldozer, he probably wouldn't be able to walk down this road.

Zhang Fei and a few people slowly emerged from the abandoned cars. That was because Wang Yi told them to go ahead and ask if it was possible for them to pass through from the two sides of the road.

"Bro Yi, I've seen it, if we go forward on this highway, we will be able to pass through a mountain range. On the left side is a steep mountain, and our team's vehicles only has a few Explosion-proof Vehicle that can pass through, but on the other side of the road is a steep slope.

The moment Zhang Fei climbed onto the roof of the car, he immediately reported the situation to Wang Yi.

"Alright, let's go down first."

Wang Yi nodded and didn't say anything more. Since this path was impossible, he might as well switch to another route. The danger would increase, and he might take a detour. However, the final destination was the same.

It was just noon, Wang Yi was too lazy to find a place, so he ordered for a rest on the spot. Leaning on the overturned truck, Department Of Logistics began to cook lunch.

As for the body in the other half of the carriage, it had already been cleared away by Wei Ping's team, and the culprit who had caused Lee Hu and Wei Ping's "headache" had also been found by Wei Ping. It was a dried up head, probably that of the dead driver.

Wang Yi wasn't in a hurry to plan the route. In any case, the team wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon, so Wang Yi wasn't in a rush either.

"Yang Ze!"

From a distance, he saw Yang Ze, who was accompanied by Qing, walking on the empty highway. Wang Yi immediately shouted and called Yang Ze over.

"Hehe, Bro Yi." Yang Ze walked closer and cracked his lips into a smile. Then, he stretched out his scarred arm and stroked the short layer of hair on his head.

"You go over first, I have a chat with Yang Ze."

Wang Yi turned around and looked at Qing.

Although Qing was not very old, she was very clear about what was going on. After saying that to Wang Yi, she went over to the Department Of Logistics area to help out.

Seeing that Qing had already walked far away, Wang Yi turned around and looked at Yang Ze.

"How is it, it's also Second Level Evolutionist now."

Of the two Mutant Zombie that he killed at the factory last time, one of them was given to Yang Ze by Wang Yi. Yang Ze didn't fail his mission and with the help of the Glycosylated Meat, he became the second person in the team to evolve other than Wang Yi, who also possessed a special ability.

As for the other piece of Glycosylated Meat, Wang Yi consumed it himself. He originally thought that he would successfully become a Level 3 evolved human, but things went against his wishes.

It was not the first time, and it was the same for his previous breakthrough. He had obviously consumed a sufficient number of Glycosylated Meat, but he did not break through, and in the end, he still ate the heart of the Mutant Turtle, allowing Wang Yi to successfully break through to the Second Level Evolutionist.

But this time, Wang Yi didn't feel it was that simple, because the last time he broke through, although it was difficult, but at that time, Wang Yi felt like his body had reached its limit, it was only a foot in front of his door. But ever since that day he consumed the Glycosylated Meat, Wang Yi did not feel like it was the limit, on the contrary, his body still felt normal!

This reason made Wang Yi feel a sense of danger.

Wang Yi admitted to himself, even if someone advanced to become a Level 3 evolved person before him, Wang Yi would still be able to rule the team well. As for why, in the last decade, Wang Yi had a lot of experience dealing with both zombies and humans.

This type of experience couldn't be made up by levels.

As for Yang Ze, as Wang Yi expected, he was a speed special ability user.

Speed Disciplines were just like Strength Disciplines. They were common abilities in his past life, slightly stronger than ordinary evolved people, and about one would appear in every hundred people. Lin Feng, who had already been killed, was one of the four; Wang Yi was satisfied with the total number of people; after all, the total number of people in the team was less than a hundred.

"Bro Yi, look at that scrap car in the distance."

Yang Ze saw Wang Yi's intention to let him show off, so he immediately pointed at a small, abandoned car that was about 100 meters away at one end of the highway.1

"Alright." Wang Yi nodded at Yang Ze and walked to the side, quietly watching.

"It's good!"

Yang Ze let out a strange cry. Without any charging energy, his two thighs fiercely stomped on the ground. His body was like a broken sword as he instantly rushed out towards his target.

"Hula ~ ~"

Wang Yi's loose clothes flapped due to Yang Ze's sudden acceleration. He only felt Yang Ze's figure blur before him. When he looked over, Yang Ze had already almost reached the junkyard.

"Clang!"

Yang Ze slapped on the car's roof and suddenly turned back.

Eight seconds later, Yang Ze stood in front of Wang Yi again.

Yang Ze only used eight seconds to cover a distance of 200 meters. If this was before the apocalypse began, the world would probably be shocked.

"Whew ~ ~"

"Hehe, Bro Yi, how is my speed?"

Yang Ze was slightly out of breath and could not help but put on a proud expression.

"Not bad. If you had recovered from your injuries, you would have been able to recover in about two seconds."

Wu Tie nodded his head. Although this result was in accordance with Wang Yi's standards and was only at a normal level, Yang Ze had still just become a Second Level Evolutionist after all. No matter how he thought about it, Wang Yi still had to praise him on the surface.

"Yang Ze, I think your injury is healed." Yang Bing walked up from behind. He had seen everything that happened just now.

"Hehe, Bro Bing, I'm pretty much injured, but sometimes my burnt skin will always itch."

Yang Ze reached out his hand and scratched his face. Although he didn't have any expression on his face, he could still see the loneliness in his eyes.

No one could blame Yang Ze for this. Anyone who suddenly became like this would probably have some thoughts in their heart.

Even after his injuries had healed, the dark-red scars still wrapped around the upper part of Yang Ze's body. Especially on his face, only half of his face was intact while the other half of his face was covered in dark red scars and uneven flesh.

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