Lin Wu returned to the vicinity of the outpost, standing like a husband-watching stone, looking down the highway toward Left County. The wait had gone from eleven in the morning to three in the afternoon. Counting from nine o'clock when Lin Wu started luring the monsters, six whole hours had passed, far exceeding the expected duration of the operation, which made Lin Wu quite worried. He kept glancing at the base cemetery, fearing that at any moment, there would be a few more people buried there.
In front of him was the horde of zombies at the outpost, and behind him and across the wilderness, zombies could be seen everywhere. Sitting atop a street lamp, Lin Wu was like a lone wolf, quietly observing the world in these apocalyptic conditions.
