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Roar, roar, roar—
Zombies chased a car at breakneck speed. Ravenous for flesh, they were extremely excited by the fresh food source within the vehicle.
Ratatat...
"Damn, how come these disgusting creatures just can't be killed off!"
"We're out of bullets."
"What do we do!"
"Up ahead, up ahead!!"
The car screeched to a halt, its occupants cornered by zombies on a street.
Yi Xiao stood on higher ground, surveying the battle below, debating, "Should we save them?"
They had been on the road several days, their car broken down, hoping to find a new one here.
Hearing the commotion, they climbed up a building.
"They have guns," Chuzheng said calmly.
Although guns were usable by anyone in this post-apocalyptic world, firearms were still not easy to come by and not everyone had one.
Yi Xiao assumed Chuzheng meant they were safe because they had guns and was considering rescuing them.
"So, should we help them up here?"
