Ding Ning was not a compassionate person, and he did not have much sympathy for this country that had died long ago when it embraced India.
To put it bluntly, they had only themselves to blame. If they had not hated Shenzhou people so much that they betrayed Shenzhou and joined India, they would not have fallen into this situation where no one cared about them.
This place had basically been abandoned by the Indian government. Not even a single border guard could be seen. Only zombies that looked like walking corpses could be seen walking between the buildings that were full of exotic charm.
Ding Ning walked leisurely. He was not interested in fighting with hundreds of thousands of zombies. Now he just wanted to find a place with fewer zombies to release White and see if he could lure Orochi out.
Orochi could sense White's breath. Logically speaking, it should go to find him regardless of its own safety. But in fact, it had never shown up. It just commanded the zombies to attack the border, which made him feel very strange.
Could it be that Orochi was entangled with something and could not leave?
Ding Ning found a hillside overlooking Sikkim. He released White, who was in a coma, and lit a cigarette to wait quietly.
"Roar!"
After a while, a beast-like roar came from afar. Then Ding Ning saw the zombies wandering in Sikkim become excited like soldiers who heard the horn of charge. They ran in his direction.
Don't look at how these zombies usually stagger and look very slow, but when they run, their speed is a bit faster than ordinary people.
Ding Ning frowned. It was obvious that these zombies were ordered by the roar, but what shocked him was that he couldn't tell where the roar came from.
He was not in the mood to be surrounded by these zombies. He quickly put White into the water space. Then he pricked up his ears and released his Divine Sense to the greatest extent. He wanted to find out where Orochi was hiding.
Unexpectedly, the roar did not appear. The zombies did not retreat as he thought. Instead, they kept running toward him.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Ding Ning was dumbfounded and could only run away. What a joke, there were hundreds of thousands of zombies. If they just stood there and let him kill them, he would be so tired that he could not straighten his back. What's more, these zombies carried the virus. God knows if he would be infected accidentally. He did not have the time to play with them.
However, Ding Ning did not expect that these zombies were so shameless that they surrounded the hillside where he was as if they had intelligence. If he wanted to escape, he would have to grow wings.
Well, he did have wings. Anyway, there were no living people here, so he was not afraid of being seen. However, when he was about to spread his wings and fly away, he was stunned. Damn it! His divine sense found that there were still living people in Sikkim, who should have come out to collect resources when the zombies had left.
"It's good that there is a living person." Ding Ning was delighted. Although the living person seemed to be a foreigner, the living people here at this moment were not divided by race. As long as it was a human, it was enough. He could also inquire about whether there was any information about Orochi's hiding place.
He had a hunch that the Orochi was hiding somewhere nearby. Otherwise, the entire Sikkim would not have turned into zombies.
Invisibility!
"Damn it!" Ding Ning was a little confused. Invisibility did not work. Those zombies seemed to be able to see him and kept surrounding him.
"Damn it! Could it be that zombies distinguish living people by smell?"
Ding Ning observed carefully and found that these zombies really wrinkled their noses and sniffed. Then, they came precisely to his location.
"Amazing sense of smell!" Ding Ning recorded it silently. Then, he launched the power of thick earth and created a small cave-in behind the zombies.
A group of zombies suddenly stopped and looked back at the same time. Then, they turned around and continued to rush toward him.
"They must have not smelled the smell of fresh meat, so they continued to look for me."
"Amazing hearing!" Ding Ning recorded it silently again.
Then, he made a ditch in front of the group of zombies. Then, these zombies fell into the ditch one after another like blind people.
"No sense of sight!" Ding Ning recorded it silently. At this moment, the zombies had already surrounded him.
"Hey! Since you want to die so much, I will help you! "
As soon as Ding Ning's words fell, the ground shook violently. Then, a few huge pits appeared. Each pit was more than ten meters deep.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
The zombies fell into the pit one after another like dumplings. In the blink of an eye, the pit was filled.
One by one, the zombies waved their disgusting palms and stepped on their companions' bodies to climb up!
They had instinctive intelligence and knew how to stack up!
Ding Ning recorded it silently again. Then, with a thought, the earth element in the deep pit condensed into earth giants. They waved their fists and attacked the zombies.
The zombies stood there in a daze. They did not know how to resist and were smashed by the stone giants.
They did not know how to resist attacks other than flesh and blood creatures. Their intelligence was extremely low.
Ding Ning recorded it silently again. He already had a good understanding of zombies. He was too lazy to bother them anymore. He said to himself with great pride, "In ancient times, there was a famous general, Bai Qi, who killed four hundred thousand enemies. Today, there is a famous doctor, Ding Ning, who killed twenty zombies … Uh, I can't count them. At least twenty to thirty thousand! Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Rest in peace! "
Ding Ning did not have the patience to count. He waved his hand lazily. The ground shook violently again, burying all the zombies that fell into the pit alive.
Then, Ding Ning walked forward leisurely. Hundreds of meters in front of him, there was a huge pit. Piles of zombies were swallowed and buried alive.
When he walked into Sikkim, he could not see any zombies around him. But he knew that the zombies he buried were only a small part of them. Many zombies were trapped in the buildings and could not get out. More zombies were far away and had not come here yet.
"Royal Palace Temple!"
Ding Ning looked at the plaque hanging on the temple and suddenly remembered that this was the old palace of Sikkim. It was a Nyingmapa Temple built in the 14th or 15th century.
The Royal Palace Temple covered a large area. After all, it used to be a royal palace. The golden tiles and white walls had red edges. It was solemn and dignified. However, the headless bodies of the zombies along the way and the dried black and red bloodstains made it look gloomy and horrible.
Ding Ning followed the breath of the living people he had detected before and came to a towering palace. He looked surprised, then pushed the door open and walked in.
"Don't move. If you move again, I will blow up your head!"
A white man with blond hair and blue eyes said in English as a shotgun was pointed at his temple. Then, he closed the door of the palace.
Ding Ning pretended to be very frightened. He raised his hand and shouted in English while trembling, "Don't kill me. I am just a passer-by."
Out of the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced around and saw that there were a total of fifteen people gathered together in the palace. They were all staring at him like a tiger watching its prey. He couldn't help but wonder what was so strange about this palace. Why did it block his divine sense?
There were men and women, old and young, foreign devils, Tibetans, and a few mixed-race people whose nationality could not be seen.
But it was obvious that the five tall and strong foreign devils had the advantage here. They had two guns in their hands, a shotgun and a handgun.
The other group consisted of six people, an old couple, two middle-aged lamas, and a young lama who had been sleeping all this while. The old couple were dressed like Tibetans, and they had Tibetan blades hanging from their waists. The two middle-aged lamas were intentionally or unintentionally shielding the young lama behind them. They hid in a corner of the hall and watched the others vigilantly.
The remaining four people were three women and one man. The man looked to be about 24 or 25 years old. He wore a Tintu military uniform and held a gun in his hand to protect the three girls behind him. The girls seemed to be in their early twenties. However, their faces were covered with veils, so they could not see their faces clearly.
"Passer-By? There are so many zombies outside. How did you come here? "
The white man slightly loosened the shotgun in his hand and asked suspiciously.
"I have been hiding in a family's house. Just now, I saw that all the zombies had gone out, so I took the opportunity to sneak out to find some food!"
Ding Ning's face was full of fear. His body trembled as he spoke. He even wanted to give a thumbs up for his acting skills.
Not to mention a few shotguns and handguns, even if there were heavy weapons here, they would not be able to harm him. However, he did not plan to expose himself before he figured out what could block his divine sense.
"Since you are all refugees, then go to the side and wait. But I hope you will behave yourself and don't play any tricks."
The white man carefully checked Ding Ning's body and found that there were no scratches from the zombies. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief and put away the shotgun.
"Oh, thank you. I haven't seen a living person for a few days. Thank God, thank God!"
Ding Ning pretended to be frightened and excited as he thanked him repeatedly.
"I see that your body is quite strong. Join us!"
The Tintu soldier who had been acting as a protector extended an olive branch to Ding Ning. The veiled girl also blinked her big watery eyes and looked at him pitifully.
"Whatever! I don't care! "
Ding Ning shrugged indifferently. Perhaps it was because of the mentality that having a gun was the right way, the five white men did not have any reaction to this. They gathered together worriedly and discussed something in a low voice. It was nothing more than where to find food, insisting on waiting for rescue, and so on.
"Hi, I'm Galava. Are you from China? Or are they from Japan or Korea? "
Seeing that Ding Ning was willing to join, the Tintu soldier enthusiastically introduced himself.
"You're from China!"
Ding Ning glanced at him with a faint smile because he knew that Sikkim was extremely against people from China. He did not know if Galava would still be as enthusiastic as now after knowing that he was from China.
"China is great. I like China very much."
Unexpectedly, Galava became even more enthusiastic after hearing that he was from China. His face was filled with a sincere smile, which was far beyond Ding Ning's expectation.
On the contrary, the eyes of the old couple who were dressed as Tibetans flashed with a hint of hatred.
Most of the Tibetans who settled in Sikkim were nomads who used to live in Tibet. They made a living by herding yaks. With the change of climate, they came to Sikkim at the southern foot of the Himalayas. However, because China and India had reached an agreement that Tibet belonged to China, Sikkim was incorporated into India. As a result, they could no longer return to their hometown. Therefore, the Tibetans here were extremely hostile to people from China.
As Ding Ning chatted with the talkative Galava, he quickly figured out the current situation.
It turned out that Galava was an active soldier in India. However, he happened to be on vacation during this period of time, so he came to Sikkim to visit his sister, Sima, who was studying at university here.
Unexpectedly, the zombie virus suddenly broke out and Sikkim became a zombie kingdom overnight. Galava took his sister, Sima, and her two classmates, Luqika and Surbi, and fled to the Imperial Palace Temple in a panic. They had been hiding in this palace for five days.
After hearing Galava's explanation, Ding Ning learned that this palace was the former residence of the most outstanding guru of Buddhism in Tibet. It seemed to have some kind of magical power. The zombies seemed to be a little afraid of this place and did not dare to come in. That was why they had survived until now.
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