"Really?"
A middle-aged man beside him took the binoculars and looked in that direction, indeed seeing someone walking on the street, bizarrely unnoticed by the zombies, which was quite strange.
His name was Qiu San, ranked third among his siblings. He had come to Huang City to work and had checked into the Xinfeng Hotel on the very day, planning to apply for a security job at a bar or KTV the next day. Who could have expected such an event to occur, trapping him here.
"Blimey, what guts, daring to move alone. Doesn't he know how to spell 'death'?" Qiu San said.
The young man beside him shuddered, who knew what the other was thinking.
Just then,
A survivor hurried into the room, "Brother San, Liu Bing is causing trouble."
"What happened?" Qiu San frowned, the image of a chubby figure coming to mind.
"He's saying we're getting too little food each day, and they're given lousy rooms to stay in, claiming it's unfair," the survivor said.
