This was undoubtedly a warning and a provocation to Gu Shangse, who was preparing to leave and had already taken a few steps.
Gu Shangse didn't continue forward but chose to stop. He scanned the empty room.
Every corner, every position, almost every place that could be and should be noticed by him, he had not missed.
Danger came from all directions, but its precise location could not be confirmed.
Danger was everywhere, yet he could not pinpoint the target.
This indicated that the power of the person in this room far surpassed his own.
Realizing this, Gu Shangse knew he had encountered a problem.
Moreover, this unknown danger held significant hostility towards him.
But the fact that the other party remained hidden put him at a distinct disadvantage.
Regardless of how difficult it was to deal with, the best approach was to provoke them and lure them out.
With this thought, Gu Shangse began to observe the room's layout.
After a brief survey, Gu Shangse was reasonably certain of how to enrage the opponent.
He brandished the baseball bat in his hand, walked over to the wall displaying various self-assembled motorcycle models, and smashed it with one blow. The model wall shattered, and the motorcycles on it tumbled to the floor.
Gu Shangse didn't stop after smashing the motorcycle wall. He continued to swing the baseball bat at the models.
It was precisely this action that successfully provoked the hidden danger.
The baseball bat in Gu Shangse's hand did not fall onto the scattered motorcycle models. Mid-swing, it was caught by a large hand.
To be precise, it was not the hand of a normal survivor, but that of a mutant.
Gu Shangse finally saw clearly the person radiating a dangerous aura. Strictly speaking, it couldn't be called a person, but a zombie.
The zombie standing before Gu Shangse, catching his baseball bat, was one whose face was intact and indistinguishable from a survivor. However, from its chin downwards, its skin was that of a mutated zombie.
Its facial skin was fine, just like that of a normal human.
But its eyes lacked any spirit, filled with bloodshot veins.
Layers of red blood vessels occupied and encased its entire eyeballs, making it difficult to glimpse the original color of the eyeballs beneath the dense network of veins.
The skin below its neck displayed bulging veins just beneath the surface, like a thin membrane wrapping a giant insect.
And that insect was a blood-red color, the membrane as thin as a cicada's wing, seemingly on the verge of tearing, ready to let the insect within burrow out.
Its hand gripped Gu Shangse's swung baseball bat. Its fingernails were long and extremely sharp, radiating a dangerous aura.
It observed Gu Shangse with stiff, slow movements. Noticing the difference between Gu Shangse and itself, it raised its other hand, revealed its sharp claws, and lunged towards Gu Shangse's neck.
Gu Shangse reacted quickly. He pulled the baseball bat free, used the opposing force to execute a backflip, and then delivered a swift and clean kick to the zombie's face.
The zombie hadn't expected Gu Shangse to kick it. It stumbled backward repeatedly from the force of the blow until it hit the wall, stopping its momentum.
Gu Shangse's kick enraged the zombie. It furiously beat its chest and stomped its feet, revealing sharp fangs beneath its intact face. With a roar, it swung its terrifyingly sharp claws at Gu Shangse, launching an attack.
A baseball bat, as a defensive weapon, could offer some protection against ordinary zombies.
However, it was useless against this zombie, which was clearly many times stronger than a regular one.
Yet, Gu Shangse did not discard the baseball bat. Instead, he infused it with his lightning ability. As crackling currents spread across the entire bat, the zombie, which had been lunging at Gu Shangse with bared fangs and claws, visibly hesitated.
It seemed to sense that the baseball bat in Gu Shangse's hand had become extremely dangerous.