The shadows of people in the hallway grew more numerous.
Zhang Ye's expression became increasingly serious.
There were eleven employees he had left here, and on the staff list, their numbers had all turned red, with the same status written behind them.
Out of control.
But how could things have gotten out of control so easily?
Until the second before he entered the elevator, he was still pondering this question, but now he suddenly realized the reason.
The blood in front of him, spread haphazardly like spilled ink.
That was the cause.
"Ye Zi."
"Should I go up?"
Far from being scared, Liu Qingqing seemed eager to try, with sparkles in her eyes.
She had already gotten used to seeing these zombies' faces these past few days.
So what if they were just a bit uglier?
There was nothing to be afraid of!
Seeing this, Zhang Ye was very pleased—this was what a real good employee was like!
Willing to stand in front of their boss at a critical moment!
