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Time flew by, and another five days had passed.
By then, it had been exactly two months since the zombie crisis broke out in Sanjiang City.
With no internet or electricity, and the highways completely blocked by car accidents, the survivors struggling within the city had completely lost contact with the outside world.
Gradually, even the radio was filled with long stretches of random static.
Occasionally, a few human voices could be heard.
"We hope... all citizens... during this difficult period..."
"Together with the government... unite to get through..."
"...the SRBD crisis..."
"Beep..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu clicked his tongue and turned off the radio.
Sitting next to him in the passenger seat was the woman he had previously demanded from Zhang Ye, named Du Mei.
"Bro Hu, why'd you turn it off?"
"We've finally got some news these past few days, don't you want to know what's happening outside?"
