End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280 The Road Through Ruin

“Just like Robin said yesterday, being ‘strong’ isn’t a fixed idea. It depends on the situation.

“For us, fire is very hot. But if you drop a small flame into a bonfire, would the fire think th flame is hot?”

Henry’s expression slowly changed. “You mean…”

“I mean this.” Dylan raised one finger. “Your ability is explosion. The key is temperature, no flame itself. For ice, even the human body counts as a high temperature.”

Suddenly, something clicked. Henry’s eyes lit up.

The human body stays around 97 to 99°F, while the air is around 70°F. Thinking that way, his fingert already had a temperature difference from the environment.

Henry made a quick decision and held out his finger.

He focused all his attention on it. Time passed, but nothing happened.

He frowned and asked, “What?”

Robin sighed from the side. “You can make explosions with fire because fire is already hot. Wi your current strength, raising that heat to the explosion point is easy.

“But think about it. How hot is your finger? And how hot would your body need to be to explode?”

Hearing that, Henry felt a little discouraged. “So I still have to rely on outside sources.”

“For now,” Robin said, surprisingly kind. “When you get stronger, you’ll be able to blow up anything you point at.”

Henry twitched at that, but he did feel better.

By then, their group had already driven deep into the city, dragging a massive wave of zombies behind them.

There wasn’t a single person on the streets. Tall buildings stood on both sides, empty and lifeless.

One building had ivy growing up the walls. After the apocalypse, it had spread everywhere, crawling over the ground, wrapping around cars, and covering almost everything in sight.

Most ground-floor windows and doors were smashed. The insides had been completely

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stripped clean.

Trash cans lay overturned on the road. Decay seemed faster now, and a strange, rotten sm filled the air.

Sticky piles of something unrecognizable lay around, covered in white eggs. Fat maggots wriggled through them, while flies buzzed loudly nearby.

The whole city was broken. A mess. Silent-except for the zombies.

A crow perched on a branch, staring down coldly, then flapped its wings and flew off.

It had only been a few months since the apocalypse began. But the once busy, lively city no looked like a ghost town.

Death was everywhere.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Robin took it all in without changing her expression. She didn’t slow down at all. She drove straight through.

The ruined streets were forced open into a path. Zombies rushing forward were crushed und the armored vehicle. Their brittle bones cracked loudly against the ground.

Inside a twenty-story office building, a man glanced down by chance. His

eyes widened.

“Th-that… what is that?!”

He rubbed his eyes.

Something was coming from a distance.

Under the sunlight, it shined with a cold metallic glow. Even from far away, the steel beasts looked powerful.

What shocked him even more was what followed behind them-a massive wave of zombies. stretching so far he couldn’t see the end.

Holy shit! Did we wake up a whole nest of them?

“Hey! Get here! What is that?!”

He quickly called out. Soon, more than a dozen people rushed over and crowded by the window, staring down in shock.

“What the heck… is that a tank or an armored truck?!”

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“Doesn’t matter! We’re saved!”

Just then, gunshots rang out from below.

Ella shot down a few zombies trying to climb onto the vehicle. Seeing that, the people upstair grew even more excited.

“They have guns! They actually have guns!”

“They look really strong. Driving tanks, carrying guns… Are they the military? Did the government finally send people to rescue us?!”

Someone shouted in joy. The others lit up too, cheering loudly.

“It’s help! Help is here! They must be here to save us! Quick! We need to let them know there are survivors here!”

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Chapter 281 A Cry for Help

“They can’t be here to rescue us.”

While everyone else was cheering, a boy in a baseball cap crouched in the far corner and in a cold, flat voice. “At a time like this, the government can barely take care of itself. Ther way they’d come out to save people. Those vehicles are just passing through.”

His words hit like a bucket of cold water. The room fell silent.

“Why did you have to kill our mood?”

A woman shot him a glare. “What do you even know? Stop talking nonsense. What if they are a rescue team? If those words crush our chance to be saved, that’s on you!”

“Yeah, exactly!” someone else chimed in. “Who cares who they are? We have to try. We’re alr out of food. If we stay here and do nothing, we’ll just die waiting!”

“Right! Don’t listen to him. What does he know? Those people down there look strong. They not scared of zombies. They can definitely save us!”

The boy in the cap lifted his head. His face was dirty, but you could still tell he was good- looking.

He didn’t argue anymore. He just sighed, walked over, and leaned against the window like the others, looking down.

He looked about eighteen, but his eyes didn’t match his age.

Nothing seemed to interest him. His gaze was always calm, almost empty.

But the moment his eyes landed on the two armored vehicles below, something changed. “Hm?”

At the same time, Robin narrowed her eyes.

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moment, then quickly got excited again.

ven grabbed a piece of white cloth, leaned out the window, and Ling, “Here! We’re here! Help us! Please save us!”

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But the zombie horde behind them did.

As if on command, every zombie lifted its head at the same time. Their gray-white eye turned upward, staring straight at the building. The movement was perfectly in sync.

errifying.

The man holding the cloth sucked in a sharp breath. His back went cold.

His hand loosened witho zombies reached up ca apart in seconds.

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save us?” someone whispered, uneasy. “Why are they bringing so m

ed her head. “Did I just hear someone calling for help?”

o,” Dylan said, looking at Robin. “Should we stop and check?”

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