The dream she had while unconscious was filled with a vague sense of reality and illusion, featuring people Su Junxin had never seen before in her past life.
She could be certain that she had a clear look at the man's face.
Despite his glasses that covered half of his face and an unkempt beard, it wasn't difficult to see the resemblance to K.
Since her rebirth, the dreams Su Junxin had were mostly related to the apocalypse; she wouldn't see these things without a reason.
This dream had neither a beginning nor an end, even the main character of the dream wasn't clear, but she was sure that it must be foreshadowing something.
She withdrew her thoughts from her memories and looked toward K who was a few steps away— K was leading at the front of the crowd, his expression taut, shooting a zombie's head with the butt of his gun and tugging his stumbling companion with his free hand.
Who on earth was he?
"Su Junxin, why are you daydreaming at this time?"
