Chapter 59: Shifting the Disaster

“Gurgle~ （Yes……yes, that makes sense. I’ll inform them right away. ）” Matthew, who was listening, was stunned for a moment, then spoke.

Although shifting disaster wasn’t something a good person should do, there was no other way at this point.

“How is it? Has anyone come to gather?” The Witch, wearing a large hat and sitting on a broomstick, asked.

They had been waiting here for so long, why wasn’t there any news? Where did the players who came in at the same time go?

“Not yet, there’s no one in sight now. Maybe they don’t dare to come out rashly.” The Sorcerer, taking a sip of his alchemy potion, said, his eyes scanning the surroundings, but finding nothing in the darkness.

“So what do we do now? Should we wait?” The Werewolf asked, yawning, holding a large beef leg in his hand and gnawing on it with gusto.

“Let’s wait a little longer. If it really doesn’t work, we’ll leave. Otherwise, if we expose our position for too long, it won’t be good.” The man floating in the air said.

“Hmm, let’s wait a little longer. There’s still plenty of time before the deadline. Don’t be impatient. After all, we have a lot of people. It’s normal for them to be afraid.” The Swordsman, playing his flute, said.

“But in the end, they still have to cooperate with us. With their strength alone, I don’t believe the guys we couldn’t even handle can be dealt with by them.” The Sword Cultivator holding a wine pot said coldly. Their team was one of the strongest attack teams, and they couldn’t even solve the Zombie King. If other players could handle it, it would be a miracle.

“That’s true, but the premise is that there are players who actually go and face that guy.” The petite figure repairing the mech suit said.

Just because someone accepted the task didn’t mean they would actually do it. Maybe they were hiding somewhere doing something else. They shouldn’t have their hopes up too high.

“That’s true……”

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but shrug their shoulders helplessly. They were also helpless when they encountered those players who accepted tasks but didn’t do them.

But at this moment, an urgent voice suddenly rang out in the chat group:

“Hey, hey, hey, can everyone hear me? We’re heading towards the gathering point. Besides that, we’ve also attracted the big zombie. If you can hear me, please get ready immediately. That big zombie is chasing us very closely.”

“Huh? It seems these guys aren’t completely cowardly.” The Mechanic said.

“Yes, they actually dared to go look for the Zombie King alone. They’re really not afraid of death.” The Swordsman nodded.

“Forget about being afraid of death or not, haven’t you noticed that they’ve shifted the disaster and brought the Zombie King to us?” The Werewolf said, somewhat annoyed.

“So, do we run away and let those guys face it alone, or do we help deal with it?” The Sorcerer, taking out a few bottles of potions, asked. If they were going to fight, he would have to drink a few potions to calm down.

“Of course we’ll deal with it here. We’ve finally lured that guy out. We can totally set up some things here.” The Sword Cultivator said with a cold smile.

“Makes sense. Then let’s prepare in advance and give him a taste of our power.” The Mechanic laughed and released a bunch of landmines and bombs from his spatial backpack.

Even if these things couldn’t k*ll or cripple the opponent, they would definitely give him a hard time.

“Hehe, I like this job the most.” Seeing this scene, the Werewolf said happily and joined in.

“Alright, let’s get to work, brothers.” The Druid, now transformed into a Night Owl, said.

The group began to install bombs and landmines around the area.

“Meow~ （Why are you chasing us? We don’t seem to have offended you, do we? Why are you chasing us so closely? I don’t even have any syrup. ）” Li Li cursed as he jumped to avoid a heavy blow. The building behind him collapsed with a crash, revealing the huge body of the Zombie King.

Was this d*mn guy sick? He was so enthusiastic about chasing them.

“Gurgle~ （What does it matter if we have syrup or not? ）” Matthew, sitting on Li Li’s back, asked, confused as to why the Zombie King liked syrup.

“Meow~ （You don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. ）” Li Li said angrily, stepping on a branch and jumping onto a nearby billboard. With a powerful leap, he crossed the roof of the shop and came to the street, rushing towards the gathering place.

The Zombie King behind him, like a tank, crashed directly in, smashing half of the shop.

Li Li’s whole cat went numb at the sight. This guy had such great strength, he must not be caught, otherwise, he would lose his little life.

“Gurgle~ （Oh, oh, oh. ）” Matthew immediately shut up when he heard this, for fear of distracting Li Li.

“It seems they should be here.” The Sorcerer, standing on a streetlight, said, looking at the place where smoke and dust were rising in the distance.

“Nonsense, anyone with ears can hear it, right? With such a big commotion.” The Werewolf said angrily. With such a big commotion, why bother looking? They could hear it.

“Alright, you two stop arguing and get ready to send this zombie to h*ll.” The man floating in the air said, the throwing knives in his hand spinning.

“He’s here, everyone be careful.” Just as they were talking, the Night Owl descending from the sky said.

“So fast? Let me see who’s so brave that they dared to go solo against the Zombie King?” Hearing this, the sitting Swordsman immediately stood up and stared intently at the place where the sound came from.

Although the others didn’t speak, they also stared intently.

Under their gaze, a figure dashed over like a bouncing ball.

And behind him? The entire shop exploded. The huge Zombie King directly broke through the shop and came over.

“Uh, a cat?” The Swordsman couldn’t help but be stunned after seeing the figure who came running.

“Not just that, there’s a Little Dwarf on him.” The Mechanic reminded him. There wasn’t just a cat, there was clearly a Little Dwarf on him.

“I just want to know how these two little guys went to fight the Zombie King alone. How dare they?” The Druid said, somewhat speechless. He thought it would be a more powerful helper, but it turned out to be two weaklings?

“Meow~ （Not good! ）” Just approaching the square, Li Li panicked and suddenly realized that the square in front of him was not as safe as it seemed.

He immediately stopped and stopped his rushing figure.

“Gurgle~ （Brother Cat, why did you stop? ）” Matthew, seeing this scene, asked in a panic. The big zombie was chasing them closely, why did Brother Cat stop at this time?

Let me recommend a book to everyone: An HP fanfiction, the protagonist is an old guy, similar to Howl, also has a moving castle. By chance, he lives on Privet Drive and will take the Boy-Who-Lived to ruthlessly beat up Voldemort in the future.