Gods, I am the ancient Greek god of joy

Chapter 192 I'll give you a chance

The old man was really confused. He had no children and no one to rely on. He had been living in this scrap collection station all his life. Now he was told that the end of the world had come. So what? He would just become an infected body. In fact, becoming an infected body was also good. After the transformation, he did not forget his old friends on the street. Although many of them had mutated like him, there were still a few who were not sociable and had not mutated. So he took the initiative to help them. It would be good if the neighbors on the same street were all together.

However, perhaps his obsession before death was too strong, which led to him only wanting to guard his own piece of land after becoming an infected body. He was lucky, as he had the strength of a peak D-level as soon as he transformed.

Most of the residents nearby are elderly, and this road is quite remote, so he has never been found while hiding here. With the accumulation of time, he has managed to reach Level C. His abilities are also somewhat special, and out of obsession he is unwilling to leave this scrapyard, but in order to obtain food he will control other infected bodies to find it for him.

His special ability is manipulation. He can incorporate an area into his own perception network by planting a mark, and the infected bodies he sent out are part of his mark. These infected bodies constantly travel to places he has never been to, and gradually build short-term perception networks for him.

Through this network, the old man can detect any human or infected body that has entered. Once he finds there is no danger, he will use this network to prey on lone humans and infected bodies. Moreover, his ability can also block perception, so generally he can kill with one strike, or directly send a large force to besiege the opponent.

This old man had planted quite a few infected bodies with his marks, and he sent all of them out to find a secret place to hide and become part of his network anchor point. But he was also afraid of death, and he knew that his C-level ability was really weak, so when he saw Ma Ming and his gang coming in, especially when he saw Wang Shun, he had an impression of this man, as one of his marks had him being hacked to death by Wang Shun, so when he saw him he knew something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew all the infected bodies outside, trying to create an illusion of safety.

Indeed, if it were Ma Ming alone, the most they could do was find the location of the cannery, and then withdraw when they found nothing. If he came alone, the old man would naturally have a way to deal with him, but he was followed by Wang Shun, who also saw the scene of dealing with Cha Fei through the Internet, so he naturally didn't dare to show up. He also controlled other infected bodies to leave here to prevent them from being discovered. This was also the reason why no infected bodies appeared even though they made such a big fuss.

But unfortunately, there were new zombies sent by Zagros. These zombies had a special virus that blocked the old man's network perception. So he didn't notice when these zombies went straight to his scrap yard. At that time, he thought they were infected bodies that had strayed from other areas. He thought that since they came, he might as well collect them all, plant a mark on them and release them later.

But he never expected that these people would give him a big counterattack. Just when he was about to leave his mark on these people, he felt an itch where his skin was touched.

He had never experienced the word itching since he became an infected body. After all, the infected body had long lost its perception of these things and would not have such a feeling at all. But now he felt this long-lost feeling, and it came from inside his body, which made him a little overwhelmed, but also a little nostalgic for the time when he was alive. When he came to his senses and instinctively wanted to scratch it, he found that his hands were out of control!

Only then did he realize that something was wrong, so he turned around and looked around. He was shocked to see that many of his infected men had fallen down, and a path had formed. He could tell that those who had fallen down were those who had touched the newcomers before. Seeing this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and immediately threw the zombie in his hand away, and punched another zombie without hesitation.

With a crisp cracking sound, the zombie's head was instantly shattered, brain and blood splattered everywhere. Then he controlled the other men to tear these "traitors" apart.

But this time he hit a wall. Not to mention the virus that stuck to him from that punch, the zombie's shattered flesh and blood splashed far away. Many infected bodies contaminated with blood were quickly infected by the zombie virus. After their bodies fell down, large patches of gray mold appeared. These molds were controlled by the other zombies and quickly spread in the scrapyard.

The old man was also very frightened. He felt something was wrong at the time. He had a sense of crisis towards these people of unknown origin, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. He followed his heart, and then his figure flashed and instantly appeared on the roof of a distant house, looking down with some horror.