Chapter 191: The Seriously Injured Elderly
"I'm sorry, old man. My cat mistook you for a zombie." Zhang Da hurriedly apologized and took out the medicine box to apply medicine and bandage his forehead.
Tom hid the baseball bat behind him and smiled apologetically beside Zhang Daye.
"It's okay, I'm used to it. My name is Spoiro. Because I look too much like a zombie, I'm always beaten up and often seriously injured, so I became a seriously injured old man." The poor old man sat like this and introduced himself. This experience is really heartbreaking to hear.
"You've worked hard." Seeing him like this, Zhang Da naturally thought of Lieutenant Colonel T. Pengen, a navy man with a scary appearance but a gentle heart. If he were put on this island, he would probably be regarded as a zombie, and a zombie general at that.
It's really not easy for this old man to live to this day. Altria and Shark Chili looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.
Ye Yan was busy, as he was adding time hammers to those dozens of zombies.
"We are a tour group that came here by chance, and we were planning to 'visit' the castle in the middle of the island." Zhang Da also emphasized the word 'visit'.
"Don't go there!" Spoieru picked up the lamp again and looked at Zhang Daye and the others' feet. "Sure enough, your shadows are still there. Look at me. My shadow has been taken away by the owner of the castle."
Everyone looked at his feet, and although there was light, no shadow could be seen at all.
Spoir continued, "I saw a little bit of your fight. Although you are very strong, these are just the most common zombie soldiers. There are even more terrifying zombie generals in the castle. Even if you can defeat the zombie generals, you are definitely no match for that man, because the owner of the castle is Gekko Moriah, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!"
The air was silent for three seconds. Spoir looked at the few people whose expressions did not change much and repeated, "Those are the Seven Warlords of the Sea! Aren't you scared?"
"Ah, it's actually the Seven Warlords of the Sea." Zhang Daya and Ye Yan, who had completed the hammer, cooperated with him to express their emotionless and perfunctory surprise.
"Hehe, distinguished guests, welcome to the island." A stitched zombie with a human head and a bat body flew in front of everyone. "Dr. Hogbark invites you to visit the castle. The carriage will be here soon."
Spoier said in a panic: "Oh no, it's Hilton. It will be difficult to leave if he finds us. Come with me!"
"Huh? What are you talking about? Shouldn't it be... that you are not a zombie!?" Hilton was still wondering why this zombie soldier was not cooperating with him, but suddenly he realized that this was a person whose shadow had been taken away.
"Ah, I'm an old man who was seriously injured." Spoirul answered subconsciously, then turned around and tried to run, "Follow me quickly, it will be difficult for them to find you in the forest!"
"You guy, don't even think about running away!" Hilton flapped his wings and pounced on Spoir.
"Soul-Calming Hammer!" Ye Yan threw the Soul-Calming Hammer out and hit Hilton right on the back of the head . In the Ye family, there is special training in throwing attacks, and Ye Yan is the one with the best results. At this distance, he can basically hit whatever he points at.
Throwing the Soul-Suppressing Hammer was just a simple physical attack in normal form. Only when transformed into the Overlord form could it be a killing move that could scare people to death. Unfortunately, Ye Yan had no recollection of ever transforming into the Overlord of Night, and had not yet found a way to enter that form.
Hilton was hit on the back of the head by the flying hammer and fell down. Ye Yan rushed over and hit him with ten consecutive hammer strikes.
"Huh...done. My wrists are almost sore from all the knocks today."
"It's a relief that you have achieved this, but don't stay here. Soon more and stronger zombies will chase us. Before that..." Spoir stopped, raised the lantern in his hand and drew a few circles in the direction of the forest.
Twenty or so ragged men ran out of the forest: "President!"
Sipoilu commanded, "Quick, take all those zombies away. They were all defeated by these guests. Ask them to go to our base for shelter. The pursuers are coming soon!"
"Yes, President!" Twenty or so people grabbed the zombies' arms or thighs and dragged them away one by one.
"President?" Ye Yan was allergic to the word president. Are all the people who can become presidents people with such horrible looks or temperament?
If Shark Chili knew what he was thinking, he would probably express dissatisfaction, because the Xiao Zang he knew was also the president and a pretty normal person.
Sipoilu said, "I am the president of the Victims Association. I will explain the details after we leave here."
"Okay." Zhang Da also nodded. Finding those people whose shadows were taken away was also part of their plan.
Several people followed Spoiru through the forest and soon found a simple base.
It is called a base, but in fact it is just their usual residence, with many densely built thatched huts, and in some places there are traces of fire and cooking.
"There are newly captured zombies. Come and claim them!" the person dragging the zombie shouted.
A burst of cheers was heard, and many people came out of the straw huts. Many others ran over from the depths of the forest, staring at the zombies with burning eyes.
Tom tightened the cat fur on his body. The looks in these people's eyes were so scary, just like when he was extremely hungry.
"What are they going to do?" Zhang Da also looked at their eyes and was a little worried that these people would do something disgusting.
"They are looking for their own zombies." Spoir explained what he had learned about how zombies were made. "We are hiding here so that we can find the zombie possessed by our own shadow one day and take the shadow back!"
Shark Chili asked: "Is the victims association you just mentioned established for this purpose?"
"Yes." Spoir nodded. "Some people fled the island after their shadows were taken away, thinking that the worst that could happen was that they would not be exposed to sunlight in the future, as long as they could survive. And those of us who were unwilling to leave like this formed a victims' association with the goal of taking back our own shadows."
Zhang Da also looked at the people who took turns to identify the zombies and asked, "Are all the victims here?"
"Yes, except for some people who went out to scout like me, everyone is here. No matter who we were before, pirates, merchants, or guards, once we are here, our identities are just victims. On an island full of monsters like this, we can only hope to achieve our goals if we gather together."
Speaking of this, Spoil feels a little proud. It is a very fulfilling thing to be able to bring together so many people of different identities and work towards the same goal.
"Investigation?" Zhang Da also frowned.
"Yes, we need to get more information about the zombies, and we also need to find a chance to get some food. However, the zombies are active late at night, so they should be back soon."
"I hope they can come back safely soon." Zhang Da also wished sincerely, and then winked at his companions.
Ye Yan nodded, and quickly changed to a tangled expression: "Um, please tell me, where is the toilet? I want to relieve myself."
"Just find a deserted spot in the forest and take care of it." Spoir said nonchalantly, "Remember to bury it in the soil."
"Got it." Ye Yan jogged all the way and disappeared from everyone's sight.
