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After about an hour's drive without sighting a single zombie, they ran into a small patch of white fog instead. Lin Wu drove around the fog, and as he looked back, he realized it was different from ordinary fog; it would deform but not dissipate, almost as if it were a single entity.
The road was littered with building debris, making the journey far from smooth as they often had to slow down and take detours. The sun was harsh, and the two of them felt parched. Just as they were discussing where to rest, Wai suddenly let out a low grunt, its eyes fixed on a two-story building to the right ahead.
Maya brought the three-wheeled vehicle to a sudden stop at the solitary two-story building, Lin Wu stormed through the front door, and Maya circled around to the back.
