I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 74

Everyone looked at each other, completely unaware of what had happened.

The blood corpse held his head in his hands. “The civilized zombies were eaten by some creature, and now there’s something eating the Undead. Is this the so-called civilized base that Wen Qingling mentioned? I think this is not a civilized base, but a monster base!”

Ever since he became more human-like, the blood corpse had been forbidden from eating humans. He hadn’t tasted the flavor of human flesh for a long time, and the result of these restraints was watching some unknown monsters continuously devouring civilized zombies in front of him. The blood corpse was extremely irritable; he also wanted to eat civilized zombies and become stronger. Being suppressed by Wen Qingling’s level felt terrible!

The group returned the same way they came, intending to wait for Wen Qingling to come back and handle the situation.

They prepared for so long, but couldn’t even catch a single hair, only leaving behind a pile of corpses. Their luck couldn’t get any worse.

In the evening, Wen Qingling finally left Rong City and returned to Ling City, with all the zombies and survivors in Rong City breathing a sigh of relief, hoping that the Demon King wouldn’t come for another “inspection” in the future. It was too frightening.

When Wen Qingling arrived back at the base, he saw his parents and the sisters waiting for him at the clinic, but the blood corpse was nowhere to be found.

Before Wen Qingling could ask, Jiang Lan said, “Something big has happened, there might be a new monster in Ling City that specifically preys on the Undead.”

Wen Qingling: “?”

After they explained the situation, Wen Qingling found it absurd. Was his father not going to show his power and be like a sick cat? How could all kinds of monsters come and wreak havoc in Ling City?

Wen Qingling scanned with his mental power and personally went to the scene of the battle. As he looked at the chaotic scene with bodies scattered everywhere, he remained silent. The bodies of the Undead were even more tattered than before, as if they had been gnawed by zombies.

Following the bloodstains, Wen Qingling walked forward until he reached the largest battlefield and finally stopped his footsteps.

He murmured, “Don’t make me take action, come out on your own.”

The shadows that had been following him all along emerged one by one, each wrapped in black robes, concealing their true faces, resembling a group of black bats.

Wen Qingling glanced at each of them. “I’m impressed that you managed to find so many black robes at once. Did you rob a clothing factory?”

The black-robed figures: “…”

Wasn’t the focus of this leader a bit novel?

One of the black-robed figures stepped forward, their voice is hoarse like broken bellows. “Are you… the leader of the civilized base?”

Wen Qingling looked at them. “I’m not the leader, I’m the city lord.”

Black-robed figure: “…”

Wen Qingling stared at the black-robed figure, “I advise you not to dress like this. I have a natural aversion to black robes. The leader of the Undead also had this appearance. If one of you got accidentally killed, don’t blame it on not checking the almanac before going out.”

Wen Qingling confirmed that these black-robed figures were not Undead. Their scent was off, but they weren’t human either. They smelled more like zombies.