"Yeah, thank you. The zombies are faster than before. Luckily, we're even faster, or they would have caught us!"
A girl said, giggling.
"No problem. Didn't you say you could provide food?"
The boy quickly reacted, took off his backpack, and pulled out a bag of instant noodles and a pack of biscuits: "Is this enough?"
They had stayed with others before, and the payment was always the same.
Zhu Zhu nodded: "It's fine."
The boy handed her the noodles and biscuits, put his backpack back on, and stood respectfully with his companions, showing no intention of sitting down.
Zhu Zhu glanced at the long sofa that Xiao Chongyan was occupying alone and pointed to a corner behind them: "There are chairs over there, you can sit."
The group thanked her and moved chairs from the corner to sit. Some also sat on the sofas nearby.
"Um, my name is Song Qi. Friend, I noticed everyone else has left. Why are you guys still here?"
Zhu Zhu looked at the person on the sofa.
If Xiao Chongyan hadn't fainted at this moment, they would have already left.
The boy followed her gaze and noticed the sleeping person on the sofa, but Zhu Zhu had covered him so well that his face couldn't be seen.
"Is that your companion?"
Zhu Zhu, being serious, blurted out: "My boyfriend. He suddenly got a fever this morning. We'll leave when he wakes up."
"Ah! He has a fever!"
Someone couldn't help but exclaim, even stepping back a few paces. The chairs scraped against the floor with a harsh sound, and Zhu Zhu frowned.
Song Qi, surprised, kindly reminded her: "Many people had fevers before turning into zombies. Your boyfriend... shouldn't you tie him up with a rope? Just in case he really mutates, it'll be a precaution."
"No need."
Song Qi wasn't too scared and even offered some comfort: "When people first turn into zombies, their movements are very slow, so don't worry. I woke up to find three out of four people in my dorm had become zombies, and I still managed to escape. Don't be afraid."
The others quieted down a bit.
The girl from before echoed his words: "Right, zombies aren't invincible. We have so many people, can't we handle just one?"
"Bang!"
You can't make pronouncements carelessly, or trouble will follow.
Perhaps it was because of the red rain last night that the zombies became more sensitive, or perhaps the arrival of these people attracted more attention.
In any case, they were surrounded by zombies.
Looking out from the window where the curtains were drawn, the outside was swarming with zombies, and more were continuously gathering. There were at least dozens.
"Damn it, why did they follow us?"
"We just took a little something from them, didn't we? How can these zombies hold such grudges?"
Hm?
"What did you take from them?"
The zombies were relentlessly banging on the door, making a loud racket, but it held firm. The windows, too, were being pounded by various grotesque arms and hands.
However, upon closer inspection, those who approached found that no matter how they hit, the windows barely vibrated. The sound was generated by the vibrations; they heard the noise but didn't feel much shaking, attributing it to the good quality of the glass for the time being.
Song Qi sheepishly pulled out a green crystal: "This. We took it from a female zombie in the first group. They've been chasing us ever since we got it."
They thought they had escaped by reaching this place, and just as they were about to stop and rest, they were caught up again.
"Um, we brought the zombies here. If you mind, we... we'll go outside."
In their group of seven, after he spoke, three immediately voiced their opposition, while the other three remained silent.
With dozens or even hundreds of zombies outside, going out now would be a death sentence. They just wanted to live, and there was nothing unforgivable about it.
"No need," Zhu Zhu said, pointing at the object in his hand. "But you have to give me this."