Wang Kai said, "Lin Fan, can zombies swim? They are playing the music so loud; aren't they afraid of attracting the zombies?"
Although the apocalypse had developed to this point, many survivors were still unfamiliar with the characteristics of zombies. The only things they knew were that their speed and explosive strength were formidable, their biting power strong, and their craving for living flesh terrifying.
Lin Fan watched the yacht gradually moving away, the joyful dance of the survivors on it imprinting in his eyes, wondering how long they could last. If zombies can't swim, they really could last a long time.
River water could be filtered and boiled for drinking.
The river also contained fish that could temporarily satisfy hunger.
"Let's head back."
An elegant electric car, a journey home for two people and a dog. The desolate road was not crowded, and except for the occasional growl of zombies, everything else seemed serene.
