In the apocalypse, Yun Ran was the one who was at the front every time.
"Mo Beiyuan, I don't think there's any danger here."
Yun Ran twitched her nose. This was also a habit she had developed in the apocalypse. With a sniff, she could roughly estimate if there was any danger. Generally, zombie nests would have the smell of decay and pungent blood. The stronger the smell of blood, the more dangerous it was.
Yun Ran was also using this method to determine if there was any danger in the darkroom.
Mo Beiyuan looked up at her. The little girl's eyes were wide open as she said seriously. Her expression was very similar to Sweetcake's.
It was easy to soften one's heart with that expression.
"Follow me. Don't touch anything. Be careful of traps and hidden weapons."
"Alright, I understand."
