Me? The director of the Asylum of All Heavens!

Chapter 47: Janna is on top
The Noxian soldiers never found the stowaway passengers, and as they were about to reach their destination, they gritted their teeth and told General Midarda.

"Damn it, let's get down to business first. Let the people left on the ship continue searching, and let the others make preparations for battle!"

General Anbesa Midalda said decisively and turned to look for Mel.

"Mel, we're here." Anbesa found her daughter and went up to the deck with her.

Ahead is the Alchemical Glimmer Production Plant, which is also where Jace and his team lost contact.

A group of undead zombies roamed outside the factory, but inside the factory was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop. Looking down from the sky, the factory was a dilapidated scene full of broken walls and ruins.

"We can't stay here any longer. Regardless of whether we find Jace or other survivors, we must evacuate immediately in twenty minutes!" Mel said seriously while pinching his mechanical watch.

Anbesa smiled at her daughter's leadership qualities and waved her hand: "The airship maintains altitude, and the search team will descend from the sky!"

At the command, countless ropes were lowered from the airship. When the airship descended to a safe height, the Noxian special operations team and a few law enforcement officers brought by Mel slid down the ropes into the Alchemy Glimmer Factory.

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At this time, Lin Zizhi and Harley Quinn also came to the vicinity of the Alchemy Glimmer Factory. Most of the zombies here were undead zombies, which were not difficult to deal with, but the zombies became more and more insidious.

They have to be vigilant at all times about the resurrection of zombies they have already killed, as zombies may suddenly pounce on them from the corners of their blind spots.

Lin knew that he was swinging his trident so tightly that the zombies couldn't get close to him. He took the opportunity to shoot at the zombies that were approaching, and then used the trident to break their necks after killing them.

This way, even if they are resurrected, they have to reconnect their heads first so that they won't cause trouble as soon as they are resurrected.

The werewolves' bodies are tougher, but fortunately they cannot be resurrected, so you can just kill them and throw them on the ground without having to worry about them.

As for Harley Quinn, she was still riding a giant werewolf and rushing around. The werewolf's bloody mouth opened and closed, biting off the heads of many zombies.

Harley Quinn rides on it, controlling the werewolf with one hand and shooting with the other.

Every shot she shot hit the target, and fireworks bloomed on the heads of the surrounding undead zombies.

However, the werewolf was not willing to be a mount. It found the right time and ran towards the wreckage of a very low building.

It was a beam that fell to the ground from a collapsed shop.

"Wow!" Harley Quinn leaned back and narrowly avoided the beam.

After passing through the wreckage of the building, the werewolf suddenly jumped up into the sky, then fell backwards, as if trying to crush Harley Quinn to death.

"Harley!" Lin Zizhi exclaimed and shot at the werewolf's eyes.

The werewolf covered his eyes in pain, but still did not give up on crushing Harley Quinn.

"Bad dog!" Harley Quinn's posture was not suitable for exerting force and she couldn't escape for a while. She hit the werewolf's temple frantically and bit the werewolf's neck with her mouth.

At this time, the survivors hiding in the shadows nearby couldn't help but scream out.

"Janna! Save that girl!" A young man took out a wooden blue bird amulet from his shirt, held it in his palm and prayed.

Suddenly, the blue-gray mist in the rift formed a vortex, and Harley Quinn and the werewolf were dragged into the air by a ubiquitous breeze.

"Bah bah bah!"

Harley Quinn got the chance in the air. She opened her mouth, twisted her body, and pressed two machine guns with strong recoil against the werewolf's body.

Under the crazy firepower, Harley Quinn and the werewolf flew in opposite directions.

The wind stopped, and the werewolf's body and Harley Quinn fell down. Lin Zizhi jumped up and caught Harley Quinn in a princess hug.

"Wow, nice~catch!" Harley Quinn laughed and hugged Lin Zizhi's neck.

"What was that just now? Without that gust of wind, you would have been crushed to death by the werewolf!" Lin Zizhi asked with some fear.

The survivors in the shadows came out with their weapons.

Lin Zizhi only then noticed them. They were men and women, young and old, and their weapons were varied. Some held harpoons, some held kitchen knives, and the more powerful ones only used alchemical prosthetics to transform a long sword as a weapon. To put it bluntly, they were just a group of ordinary people living in Zaun.

Lin Zizhi couldn't figure out how they survived. If there was one thing they had in common, it was probably that they all had some decorations with blue bird patterns on their bodies.

"Who are you? Bluebird... Gang?" Lin Zizhi put Harley Quinn down and asked tentatively.

"What? Bluebird Gang? How can there be such a gang in Zaan? You are not locals!" said the young man in the lead who was holding a wooden bluebird amulet, frowning.

Judging from his attire, he should be an apprentice in a workshop, or a mechanic. He also wore a single-lens optical glasses that mechanics often wear.

"We are here for our honeymoon!" Harley Quinn laughed and continued to talk nonsense.

But those people just believed it.

"This is the totem of the goddess we believe in - the storm goddess Janna." The young man said, holding up the amulet in his hand.

"You should thank the goddess. It was Janna who saved you just now." He said piously and handed the blue bird amulet to Harley Quinn.

Harley Quinn was not very interested in these gods, but since they helped her, she couldn't reject their kindness.

She simply thanked him perfunctorily and threw the amulet back.

"Janna?" Lin Zizhi was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered that there was indeed an omnipresent storm goddess in Zaun's background story.

Since there are gods in Zaun, is there any way out of this disaster?

No, this disaster was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one. The Storm Goddess really couldn't help. It didn't seem realistic to ask her to blow away all the zombies in the city.

"Are you also here chasing the airship? My name is Pete. If you don't mind, let's go together! There is strength in numbers!" Mechanic Pete extended his hand politely.

In fact, they arrived here earlier than Lin Zizhi and Harley Quinn, but there were too many undead zombies nearby, and they were not sure they could break into the Alchemical Glimmer production factory, so they wandered around nearby.

Seeing that Lin Zizhi and Harley Quinn are so powerful, it is natural to pull them together.

"My name is Lin Zizhi, and her name is Harley Quinn. In that case, let's go together!" Lin Zizhi readily agreed.

There are more and more zombies ahead, and the road is becoming more and more difficult to walk on. Although I have joined the survivor team, there are too many immortal zombies to cope with them.

"Friends in the front are responsible for killing the zombies! Friends in the back are responsible for finishing off the zombies! Remember, those who are responsible for killing should aim at the zombie's brain, and those who are responsible for finishing off the zombies should cut off the legs first, then the head, and finally the hands! Throw the chopped limbs as far as you can!"

As the leader of the survivor team, Pete is indeed very experienced.

He proposed a feasible plan to deal with the undead zombies.

The survivors took action with a clear division of labor. Harley Quinn led the way, and under the powerful firepower, the undead zombies fell to the ground one after another.

They were finally approaching the gate of the Alchemical Glimmer Factory.

"Actually, the best way is to burn the zombies to death completely, but we have run out of fuel along the way to get here. Old Peter donated all his favorite liquor to make Molotov cocktails." Pete chatted with Lin Zizhi during their free time.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you." Lin Zizhi sighed and stabbed a zombie's legs with the trident in his hand.

"The people of Zaun are very strong. This is not the first time they have encountered such natural disasters and man-made tragedies. Being alive is victory. This is the only rule of survival for us Zaun people." Pete said self-deprecatingly.

"Of course, enjoying life while we can is also our motto. Believe it or not, Old Peter must have other good wines hidden." Another survivor, a butcher, came over and said.

He chopped off the zombie's legs cleanly and neatly, then twisted his fat body flexibly and threw the zombie's legs far away like a catapult.

"When we escape, I will treat you to the best wine in Piltover!" Lin Zizhi laughed.

"What? I heard someone invite us to drink. What kind of wine?" Hearing this, the short old Peter also joined the conversation.

Everyone burst into laughter, and there was a joyful atmosphere in the air.

(End of this chapter)