The exemption time was about to end, and the sky had darkened completely. Fortunately, the power system of the rest area had not been damaged, and the lights were still bright.
After taking a three-minute shower and washing off the blood and flesh from his body, Tang Zheng was now lying on a slope not far from the gas station. He was using a bus as cover and observing the zombie bus with a telescope. Although the view was not very clear, he could roughly estimate their numbers, at least over three hundred, all of them being hunter zombies and tank zombies. Not even a single ordinary one was mixed in. It appeared that those four mutated creatures had also gained a lot in the past six hours, recruiting a bunch of powerful new underlings.
