Thriller Paradise Chapter 57: Garlic Wuxiang Saga (4) - Novel Cool

Chapter 57: Garlic Wuxiang Saga (4)

Chapter 57: Garlic Wuxiang Saga (4)

Compared to Feng Bu Jue, Wang Tan Zhi’s approach to the game was far less composed. As a straightforward person, he’d barely touched down in the game world before rushing straight toward the main quest without much hesitation.

Though simple-minded, he wasn’t lacking in execution. Quickly flipping through a city map at a street-side newsstand, he located the address for Allerbmu Corporation’s headquarters.

Xiao Tan figured the rest of his teammates were probably heading there too, so he assumed that reaching the building first would let him regroup with them. Along the way, he’d taken down plenty of monsters, and the closer he got to the target building, the more zombies multiplied.

Perhaps because it was still daylight, his Terror Value remained manageable despite being alone. These blood wolf zombies weren’t much scarier than the common zombies seen in movies. Their sluggish movements lacked the urgency of real danger. Passing by a few harmless monsters in broad daylight felt akin to strolling through a cosplay convention.

Maybe things will change once night falls…

Around 2:30 PM, as Feng Bu Jue left his self-made “base” to search for others, Xiao Tan arrived at the Allerbmu Corporation building.

The 52-story tower boasted a massive iron sign on its rooftop—Allerbmu—flaunting its presence like Avengers Tower. The company’s audacity to display its logo so boldly suggested full ownership of the entire structure. According to the scenario brief, Allerbmu Corp was undoubtedly the virus’s originator. Only in a lawless, hyper-capitalist nation like the United States could such a corporation thrive—one whose wealth eclipsed governments and whose technology rivaled divine beings.

Clutching a baseball bat smeared with dried blood, Wang Tan Zhi advanced cautiously. The dried stains testified to his ruthlessness against monsters. While his martial arts skills might not lag behind Feng Bu Jue’s, their current in-game characters were still bound by human limitations, with minimal differences in physical capabilities.

Dozens of blood wolf zombies loitered at the building’s entrance, drawn to his presence. A large area ahead lay shadowed by the skyscraper, and within that gloom, the zombies moved noticeably faster—approaching the pace of early zombie films. Still, compared to later cinematic zombies capable of running, jumping, opening doors, or even driving and shooting, these creatures were laughably weak.

For the first time, Xiao Tan felt genuine fear. Facing a horde of shaggy, white-faced undead, he doubted his baseball bat could make a dent—even if he swung it until it snapped.

Then he noticed something odd: not a single blood wolf zombie lay dead nearby. If teammates had entered the building earlier, they’d have had to carve a path through these monsters. Even at top speed, they’d need to kill at least seven or eight to break through. Yet the plaza before the building was devoid of any non-moving corpses.

“Looks like I’m the first to arrive…” Xiao Tan muttered, retreating cautiously. Since the building likely held no allies, there was no rush to enter. He decided to wait outside temporarily.

As he turned to leave, fate intervened. A boss-flag event triggered—a towering figure emerged at the street’s center, a hundred meters away.

Xiao Tan’s back faced the building as the creature loomed. He couldn’t tell when or how it appeared, but one thing was clear: this wasn’t a foe his baseball bat could handle.

The beast’s upper body was fully werewolf-like, covered in dark brown fur. Its wolfish head and clawed hands bore no exposed skin. While lacking vampiric traits, it clearly shared zombie characteristics. A gaping wound on its left chest revealed not organs, but a blood-soaked human head nestled within its ribcage.

This zombie-werewolf hybrid defied vampire weaknesses, thriving even under sunlight. Its unnatural size shattered human limitations.

The creature charged forward, its oppressive aura palpable. Xiao Tan’s Terror Value skyrocketed as sweat poured down. Yet he refused to freeze. Charging the boss head-on was suicide, and fleeing toward the building was blocked. His only option: a desperate sideward escape.

Panic drove him down a sloping ramp leading to a basement parking entrance. The walls grew too high to vault, leaving no choice but to descend further.

The zombie-werewolf pursued, its two-legged gait slower than a pure werewolf’s but still leagues faster than the lumbering blood wolf zombies. Xiao Tan couldn’t shake it.

Reaching the parking lot’s gate, he spotted no artificial lighting ahead. His hands fumbled in his satchel for a flashlight as more horrors emerged. Beyond the barrier, dark silhouettes moved—

A terrifying sight unfolded.

What began as a few shadows soon revealed itself: the entire parking lot swarmed with blood wolf zombies, hiding from sunlight.

So this is where they all fled…

Xiao Tan had no time to process the revelation. Trapped between a swarm of zombies and a powerful boss, he faced a grim choice. Charging into the darkness meant instant dismemberment. He had to turn back and confront the boss.

Fighting the zombie-werewolf directly was near impossible. But Xiao Tan had two desperate options: use his Slow Sand item or activate his title ability, Panicked Ambusher, for a Retreating Quick Slash.

[Retreating Quick Slash]

Type: Active Ability

Consumption: 30% of stamina cap

Effect: Activates upon hitting a target. User instantly dashes backward at superhuman speed, creating at least a ten-meter distance. (No cooldown, but requires a bladed cold weapon.)

Background: "I pop out again! Retreat again! Pop out again! Come on, hit me if you can, idiot!"

Slow Sand would buy him a minute of safety, but its value in this combat-heavy scenario was irreplaceable—better saved for overwhelming hordes or the final boss.

The Quick Slash risked everything. To use it, he’d need to circle behind the monster or at least position himself uphill, landing a successful strike.

Memories of Long Ge’s brutal defeat by an enhanced corpse flashed in his mind. This zombie-werewolf was likely stronger. The scenario’s average player level was nearly double the last one’s—monsters here were no joke.

As Xiao Tan hesitated, the beast halted mid-charge. It turned its back to him, growling toward another direction.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Heavy boots echoed on pavement. Two elongated shadows descended the slope, backlit by sunlight. Their features were obscured, but the zombie-werewolf’s reaction confirmed their identity: players or hostile Npcs.

“A hero rises in Hebei, General Pan Feng by name.

Ambition spans the cosmos, an army hides in his frame.

Pangu walks among mortals, Zhuque bears his great name.

“None rival his prestige, heroes fall with a laugh!”

One figure recited this bombastic verse as they approached.

The speaker appeared in his thirties, a thick beard framing his face. His weapon—a massive cleaver—towered over him, its sheer size impossible to ignore.

This was the first time Wang Tan Zhi had seen such an oversized weapon in the game. The man radiated raw power.

“Kid, no need to fear!” the man boomed, his nickname Pan Feng obvious from context. “My brother Hua Xiong and I will keep you safe.”

Hua Xiong wielded a long spear, his beard similarly bushy. “Pan’s right, young one. This beast is nothing. I’ll carve it up like a butcher slaughtering pigs!”

Wang Tan Zhi’s only thought: These two middle-aged uncles are stuck in middle school fanfiction syndrome…

(End of Chapter)

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