However, later on, the outbreak of zombies occurred, and almost all the workers in the clothing factory turned into zombies.
In their battles against the zombies, half of their team members were lost.
The remaining people finally managed to return to the City Police Department, only to find it had long since fallen.
Watching her former colleagues turn into monsters, biting her team members, tore at her heart.
Just as they had escaped, they were relentlessly pursued by roaming zombies on the way.
Finally, they encountered Dylan and his team, narrowly escaping disaster.
She couldn't understand what had happened to the world, why such unbelievable disasters occurred.
For so many days, this was the first time she could relax and ponder these questions.
Although she was the captain of the city security team, she was also a woman.
The monumental changes that had occurred in the world had far surpassed her abilities.
With none of her team members surviving, she felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
As she felt the warmth and harmony within Dylan's team today, as well as the adoring gazes of the women towards Dylan, she couldn't help but envy them.
If her man were as strong, how could she have turned herself into such a tough woman?
The more she thought about it, the more melancholic she felt. Georgia decided not to dwell on it anymore; right now, all she wanted was to get a good night's sleep.
Forget about responsibilities; she just wanted to be herself again, a woman who loves to eat and sleep lazily.
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Meanwhile, in the master bedroom on the third floor.
"Alberta, did you use your telepathy ability on Captain Georgia today?"
"I did!"
Dylan smiled; Alberta was indeed clever.
"What did you hear?"
"I heard her thoughts twice. Once when we were at the entrance of the mall, she admired our team's strength. The second time was during dinner; she wished for such a beautiful life every day."
Alberta rested her head on Dylan's shoulder, blinking her eyes as she looked at Dylan.
Her hand kept drawing circles on Dylan's chest, making Dylan feel a bit restless.
"Do you want Captain Georgia to stay?" Alberta asked.
As soon as Alberta mentioned this, Dylan's mind was filled with the image of Georgia's heroic figure.
Yes!
With her beauty, physique, abilities, and the righteousness emanating from her very core, combined, they created a special charm that made people strongly desire to conquer her.
If he were to push her down...
"Ah~" Dylan suddenly felt a pang of pain in his chest and couldn't help but cry out.
Alberta glared at him, using force with her hand as she sternly said, "In front of me, you still dare to think about other women! Men are all the same!"
Dylan wailed in misery; he had been careless and was caught by this little girl.
This was absolutely intolerable, having no privacy at all! And she dared to pinch me.
Dylan quickly removed her little hand. The chest was indeed a man's weakness.
"Humph, don't think I don't know. You also have thoughts about Jodie and Dorothy. I'm just not exposing you." Alberta gritted her teeth, speaking fiercely.
"The desire for beauty is universal among humans!""I am a normal man!" Dylan said earnestly.
"It seems like you have too much energy, I'll have to figure something out," Alberta said, then jumped on Dylan.
"Charge me up!" ...
Jodie couldn't sleep again.
"Oh my God..."
"I must have been blind to choose the room directly below theirs!"
"Hey, someone tried to enter our guardhouse just now, I didn't agree. Now, he's gone to the property office!"
In the night, after Dylan had finished his busy work, he heard Kimberley's voice on the intercom.
"Okay, got it," Dylan replied with a smirk.
Just as he was thinking of going to find Jacques, he showed up on his own. That saved him a lot of trouble.
Looking at Alberta, who had collapsed into a pile of mush and fallen asleep, Dylan smiled.
He put on his clothes and quietly walked out of the bedroom.
...
Jacques woke up hungry in the middle of the night. He didn't dare to go to Dylan's villa, so he wandered to the guardhouse where Kimberley was.
He knew there were guards here, so he hoped to get some food.
Unfortunately, Kimberley completely ignored him.
He wanted to break down the door, but it was too thick for him to break.
Feeling frustrated, he groped his way into the property office.
Finding a storage room, he temporarily hid inside to escape the cold.
"Damn it, you'll all see when you need me! Then, you'll see how I'll torture you!"
Jacques muttered angrily, his heart full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Especially that guy, I will make you kneel and beg me. Hehehe..."
As Jacques smirked, suddenly, the door of the storage room opened.
By the moonlight, Jacques saw a tall figure outside the door.
This sudden appearance in the darkness startled him.
"The guy you were talking about just now, is it me?" the person standing at the door said coldly, his voice unmistakably Dylan's.
Jacques never expected Dylan to appear here at this time. And worse, he heard his vicious words.
Feeling guilty, he stuttered, "I-I didn't mean you!"
As he spoke, a bright light shone on his face.
Instinctively, he shielded his eyes from the glaring light.
Dylan walked up to Jacques with a flashlight in hand, his face expressionless. "Give me the time displayed on your arm."
After hearing Dylan's words, Jacques was stunned. He knew the time displayed on his arm. But he didn't know what it represented.
Subconsciously, he replied, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Why? Hehehe!" Dylan chuckled.Then, Dylan took out a baseball bat from the space in front of Jacques.
With a smile on his face, Dylan said to Jacques, who was surprised, "Because if you don't give it to me, I'll smash your head in. Do you believe me?"
Although Jacques couldn't see Dylan's expression clearly, from his tone, it was definitely not a joke.
However, he didn't want to appear too cowardly, so he bravely pointed at Dylan with his right hand and said, "You... you dare? Ah!"
As soon as he uttered the words "you dare," Jacques screamed in pain. He held his right hand with his left hand, his face contorting in agony.
Without hesitation, Dylan struck his right arm with the baseball bat, and Jacques felt like his bones were broken.
"Now you know whether I dare or not?" Dylan sneered.
Having been hit by the bat, Jacques realized that Dylan was serious.
Shaking and trembling, he said, "I-I know."
"Well, then hurry up and extend your left hand to me, and transfer that time to me!" Dylan stepped forward, extending his left hand.
Hearing this, Jacques didn't dare to delay and immediately extended his left hand.
"H-How... how do I transfer it?" he asked stutteringly.
Dylan grabbed his left hand and rolled up his sleeve, looking at his arm where there was less than a year's worth of time energy.
"See these times? Keep 30 seconds for yourself, and transfer the rest to me with your mind. Hurry up!"
Jacques was stunned to learn that he could transfer time energy like this. And from Dylan's demeanor, he felt that this time was very important.
He was somewhat resistant, but afraid of Dylan hitting him again.
Forget it, a hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses. I'll give it to him now, and when I have the chance, I'll take it back later.
With this thought, Jacques gritted his teeth and transferred the time energy to Dylan.
And now, there were only 30 seconds left on his arm.
Watching the seconds decreasing continuously, Jacques inexplicably started to panic.
Meanwhile, Dylan, having obtained the time energy, calmly took out a cigarette and a lighter from the space.
He lit the cigarette and took a deep drag.
Meanwhile, Jacques, seeing that Dylan showed no intention of leaving, nervously asked, "I've given you the time, why don't you leave?"
Dylan smiled and replied calmly, "Hehe, I have to wait to collect your corpse, don't I?"
Hearing this, Jacques was instantly petrified.
Terrified, he asked, "You want to kill me?"
But Dylan shook his head when he heard this. "It's your own fault. I'm just here to collect your corpse!"
Jacques didn't understand what Dylan meant. He wanted to threaten Dylan, but before he could speak, the time energy on his arm reset to zero.
Jacques collapsed directly to the ground, his face still contorted in pain.
Seeing this, Dylan threw the cigarette to the ground and extinguished it with his foot.
He muttered as he looked at Jacques's body, "Blame yourself for not knowing your place. How could I possibly leave such a threat behind? You should be grateful that I let you live a few more hours!"
With that said, he smirked and stored Jacques's body in the space.
After doing all this, Dylan finally returned to his villa with a sense of relief.