"Sir, are we going to the opera house first?" Charlotte asked as the car drove away from the prison and squeezed in the back seat with Charles and others.

"Let's change a car first. Charles, how do we get to the auto show center?" Sha Na, who was in the driver's seat, spoke first. Because of the addition of Charles and the other two, the space in the pickup truck was a bit crowded, and the big guy Jacob had to squat in the back bed of the car.

Setsuna didn't want to squeeze with others, so she simply "took back" her driver's seat. At this time, she wanted to change to a more spacious means of transportation.

Charles is a very capable person with good living skills. Except for his weak magic power, he is a know-it-all. He can handle both housework and cooking. He also has a detailed understanding of the urban layout of many areas. With him around, they don't have to look for maps and navigation to find places they want to go.

“Miss Setsuna, why don’t you go directly to the Grand Opera House? It’s an upper-class cultural area. There are probably more luxury cars there than at the auto show center. Given the current situation, it should be easy to get one.”

Compared to going to the auto show center to find a car, Charles prefers to pick one up on the roadside. When he suggested this, naturally no one in the car objected.

As time went by, the chaos in the city did not subside, but instead tended to intensify.

Support from surrounding areas has not arrived yet, because the ghouls will return to normal sanity after eating, and many people in the city who were involuntarily transformed into ghouls will also try to escape the city.

Not to mention that the zombies have a very strong survival instinct. Even if it is a place of faith, you can't expect everyone to be a fanatic, right?
The so-called essence of faith is to make oneself better. Being better while alive is naturally better than being better after death.

Many people who are great and upright in their daily lives may know how to avoid danger and seek good fortune when faced with situations that endanger themselves, better than many troublemakers who usually refuse to obey discipline.

Most people in the Ukuru Courtyard still have a strong sense of awe for the church and the Knights Templar. Those zombies fled the city and fled to the surrounding areas more for their own safety.

This act of escape and wandering also caused the threat of zombie infection to spread to the surrounding areas. The surrounding areas were carrying out emergency prevention and control, but it was difficult to transfer manpower to support the city in a short period of time.

The pickup truck drove all the way back to the city, bypassed a large college, and came to a neighborhood with a wider road surface than most roads in the city.

There are no high-rise buildings in this neighborhood. There are almost always squares of varying sizes in front of the various buildings, with various fountains dotting the greenery. I think this should have been a neighborhood full of warmth and elegance.

However, the streets were unusually empty at this time, and amidst the bloodstains, there seemed to be more mutilated corpses here than on ordinary streets.

"It seems that the people here are not so harmonious." Looking at the situation on the street, Mu Hua muttered.

"Your Excellency is saying that in most cities in Ukuru, there is a clear class division, with the lower class accounting for about 70% of the total population, and at least 50% of the lower class need to rely on the 10% to 20% middle class for their livelihood."

"Half of the remaining people are engaged in work related to the gray and black industries, and the other half are receiving relief on a daily basis, trying their best to publicize the kindness of the top leaders and sing praises to the greatness of the gods."

"On weekdays, those who can come here for leisure and consumption are generally the elites in the upper or middle class."

"Those who serve the middle class are always trying to cross the social class. If they have nothing to do on weekdays, they may even think about squeezing into the middle class circle through normal means."

"But once they encounter such a disaster, the dissatisfaction that they usually hide will turn into hatred, and hitting those middle-level managers will make them very excited." In the car, Charles responded to Mu Hua's mumbling and said emotionally.

"Hehe, you have a clear distinction. That's why they don't even want the middle level to become a zombie." Mu Hua pointed at the car window, shook his head and smiled.

Ghouls do eat humans, but they can't actually eat much. There aren't that many corpses on this street, but there is an excessive concentration of broken corpses without any signs of being armed, and it's obvious that many of them were deliberately killed.

"Yes, they resist those middle-level managers, but they are also afraid of them. In their subconscious, they are not competitive when compared with those middle-level managers." Charles said with a smile.

"Why the middle level? What about the senior level?" Mu Hua asked casually as if chatting.

"They can't see it, or they are still waiting for the higher-ups to create a better living environment for them, right?" Louis fiddled with his fingers and answered Mu Hua, but looked at Charles, who gave him a kind and appreciative smile in return.

"Ha~, what do those who receive relief say?" Mu Hua said with a smile.

"My Lord, you have seen it, haven't you? They should be that kind of people. They are used to exchanging misery and praise for benefits. Now they should be waiting for salvation, no matter whether it is the salvation of the church or your salvation."

Charles pointed outside the car. From time to time, he could see some zombies that looked disheveled, squatting on the street with their bodies huddled up. In this environment, those zombies didn't seem to be aggressive. When they saw the car of Mu Hua and his companions, their eyes revealed a mixture of uneasiness and expectation.

"Haha, you're talking about the wrong person. The situation here was caused by Shane. It has nothing to do with me." Mu Hua said with a smile.

Indeed, even if they become zombies and even if they possess a certain amount of power, some people have become accustomed to being protected. They will do nothing and wait for salvation. It doesn't matter by whom it is saved.

In fact, they are also very easy to identify. On a normal day, you see those people who live a miserable life, but when something happens, they act as if the court is their own home, and they use the law, call the police, and sue people for no reason. They are usually this kind of people.

If possible, if you encounter one, try to stay away from it.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for the people holding sickles to harvest leeks. After all, they are harvested because they do not regret it and just rush to stand out.

Moreover, those leeks will bite people too. The reason they don’t bite is not because they are kind, but because they don’t have the courage or ability. Create opportunities for them and you will see which one is more ruthless than the other.

This is probably the reason why knife-wielding people can cut with a clear conscience. Normal people cannot cut randomly. After all, if you cut him, he will bite you. Maybe the loss from the cut is not as much as the compensation, so it is not worth it.

But you said, it's fine if you don't bite, because the leeks' daily behavior reveals their intention of "If you don't cut me, I will bite you sooner or later when I grow thicker and stronger." Who would cut them comfortably? "Squeak~~" The pickup truck drove into a spacious square where vehicles were prohibited from entering, slid sideways and stopped, ending the idle chat in the car.

After getting off the car, everyone saw a large classical-style building in front of them. It had a high platform and stone pillars, and an opera house dominated by dark tones. In front of the main entrance of the opera house stood a statue of an angel playing a harp.

"This place has been blocked, show your identification!" Mu Hua and his companions got out of the car. Three light mechas over 20 meters high were guarding in front of the opera house and scolded them.

The main building of the opera house radiates magical fluctuations, and in front of the long and gently angled steps, a magical halo flows from time to time.

This place is shrouded in defensive magic. It is obviously magic, but I don't know what name it is given to the outside world. There are even mechas on duty here. It seems that the city managers attach great importance to this opera house.

"Buzz~~" After finding an angle, Mu Hua raised his hand and swept out a dimensional slash.

"Click~Click~Click~" Amid the sound of metal friction, parts that were erased by the dimensional gap appeared on the fuselages of the three mechas, just like when the cut fuselage slid down, flames devoured the part of the mecha cockpit that existed.

Looking back at Charles and the other two who were feeling uncomfortable due to the high temperature, the touch of jealousy grabbed the burning mechas and threw them far away.

"A defensive barrier that mobilizes the power of the earth?" After taking care of three armed mechas in a flash, Mu Hua extended a soul tentacle and tentatively touched the magic barrier in front of the opera house.

At this moment, the nerves of Charles and the other two had become somewhat numb. They looked at the mecha in the distance that was spewing molten iron with an expression as if they were used to it.

"It's the underground defense circle. It should be the ability of the shields stored here." Shana explained on the side. Mu Hua still has some shortcomings in some knowledge.

"Oh, that." Mu Hua responded, and without him making any movement, a complicated magic circle spread out from his body.

"Sir, the most famous performance of the Grand Opera House is a gauze skirt dance, and the people of Ukuru regard that dance as an elegant trend."

"However, the dancers here are usually selected and purchased by those big shots when they are young. In the eyes of most people, the opera house is a temple of art, but in essence, it is just an exchange that satisfies the special desires of the upper class."

"I heard that this place is blessed by God. Even an attack that can destroy this city cannot shake this grand opera house." Seeing Mu Hua blocked outside by the magic barrier, Charles stepped forward and said.

"The stock exchange? Oh, I know that. It's similar to ballet, right?"

"In the name of art, the rich are allowed to enjoy forbidden pleasures. Ha, I really don't know why there were so many idiotic parents who let their children learn ballet." Mu Hua was stunned, then sneered and shook his head.

He originally thought that the Grand Opera House was a place to promote stories about gods, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of place. It turns out that in human society, no matter what is lacking, there must be a place for enjoyment.

"As for the blessing of God? Come on, this is what you call the power of the devil, it comes from magic."

As he spoke, Mu Hua's magic was completed. The void barrier unfolded, and the expanded barrier overlapped with the defensive magic covering the Grand Opera House.

The geomagnetic defense circle is indeed a city-defense-level defensive magic that absorbs the power of the earth. It has a very strong defensive effect and durability.

If the core of the barrier is not destroyed, it is almost impossible to break this defensive barrier with conventional attacks.

However, its disadvantage is that it must be integrated with the earth. At the same time, if there is not enough magic reserve, its defensive ability is exchanged for the vitality of the earth.

As the void barrier unfolds, the earth vein defense circle, which is also an auxiliary defensive magic, will not block the superposition of the void barrier, but the part where the earth vein defense circle overlaps with the void barrier is equivalent to being separated from the earth.

"Bang~!" Mu Hua smashed a corner of the earth vein defense circle with one punch. He did not need to deploy a large enough void barrier to cover the earth vein defense circle. It would be enough to dig a hole to get in.

This is also the biggest disadvantage of the geomagnetic defense circle. As long as there is no infusion of the power of the earth, its physical defense is even worse than that of ordinary brick and stone walls.

"Let's go." The door opened and Mu Hua stepped onto the stairs of the Grand Opera House.

At this moment, someone in the opera house should have discovered the three destroyed mechas. On the steps, a group of thirty or forty security personnel were shouting at Mu Hua and his group with guns.

Mu Hua was too lazy to pay attention to those people. Charlotte tugged at the small shoulder bag on her back, but Jacob was the first to rush up the stairs with a strange roar.

Gunshots rang out and Jacob dodged. This guy seemed to be used to facing guns, but a strong wind blew from behind and a huge black shadow rushed past him and directly hit the security guards who were shooting.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~" The gunshots were loud, but where the shots were fired there was a bloody storm.

"Fuck!" Jacob screamed and retreated, only to see a dozens-meter-long white bone monster, like a centipede covered with sickles. In the blink of an eye, it had chopped all the gunmen on the steps into a pile of meat.

The centipede death sickle, thrown by Charlotte.

Witches are a profession that adventurers fear. Charlotte and Monica can run into other people's courtyards to cause trouble, which shows that they are not weak. Charlotte also has a lot of constructed undead stuffed in her bag.

To be honest, Monica's death was really unfair... (End of this chapter)