Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Airdrop? The Decision to Go and Investigate

Countless gazes turned toward the direction of the explosion.

"That roar just now... was definitely not from an ordinary zombie,"

"It might even be stronger than the Butcher Zombie we killed!" Sean Chandler suddenly spoke up.

Julian Shaw’s gaze was intense as he looked at the others.

"The source of the explosion and that roar is likely a special zombie—or possibly something even more unique. Should we go check it out?"

The allure of a special zombie was immense.

It was the key to completing Mission Three and Mission Four.

It could also mean substantial potential rewards or critical information.

This world couldn’t possibly contain only viral zombies.

Their very origin was a mystery in itself.

Seraphina Sullivan didn’t answer right away, her brow furrowed in thought.

Staring at the still-burning crash site in the distance, she suddenly spoke.

"Don’t you all think... this plane’s appearance is a bit too convenient? A bit too deliberate?"

At her words, everyone turned to look at her.

"On the first day, we didn’t see a single living soul. The entire city was clean, with nothing but zombies left, as if it had been deliberately cleared out."

Seraphina Sullivan continued slowly, "At dawn on the second day, just as we were starting to feel a little more adjusted, a clearly abnormal plane appeared."

"It was carrying what sounded like an extraordinary monster, crashed right before our eyes, created a world-shaking commotion, and then drew every zombie in the city over to it..."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

"This feels less like a random accident and more like a deliberate deployment or a calculated maneuver. It feels like... there’s an invisible hand behind the scenes, controlling the pace of this instance, or perhaps... testing something."

This speculation instantly sobered up the eager Trevor Tanner and Coco Sullivan, sending a chill down their spines.

Julian Shaw and Dustin Sullivan also fell into deep thought.

"It’s only the second day. There are too few clues to be certain."

Dustin Sullivan said after a moment of contemplation, having also realized something was amiss.

"But your theory is highly plausible. If that’s the case... then this Zombie Kingdom civilization trial isn’t just about survival and hunting."

His gaze deepened. "This means we might be facing a ’chess game’ on a much higher level. The System, or the rules behind this instance, could be consciously setting up stages, introducing variables, and even... observing and screening Players’ reactions and Abilities. The plane crash is the ’bait,’ the zombie horde is the ’pressure,’ and all the Players are just Chess Pieces swept into the game."

If Dustin Sullivan’s theory was correct,

then the complexity and danger of this instance would far exceed their previous estimates.

Proactively heading to the explosion site might mean more than just hunting a special zombie.

It would mean stepping right onto a pre-arranged "stage" or into a waiting "trap."

In the distance, the fire had not died down, and thick smoke billowed into the sky. The roars of the zombies rolled in continuously, like a tsunami.

Dawn finally tore through the darkness, but because of this sudden "plane crash incident," the city had been plunged prematurely into a state of even greater frenzy and uncertainty.

To go, or not to go?

This was no longer just a simple calculation of risk versus reward.

It was a critical choice about how they understood the fundamental nature of this instance.

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