They had beauty and ugliness, height and shortness, but at this moment, every face was a shade of pale. They were hiding, observing the situation on the street.
"Sister Xin, that guy is back again," said the speaker, her braids tight, the situation on the street making her nervous.
The woman known as Sister Xin was in her thirties with a very serious expression.
Initially, when she saw a survivor who could ignore the zombies, she was genuinely thrilled—after all, she had never seen anyone do that since the apocalypse had begun.
Therefore, she let Li Qun in, hoping they could together withstand the apocalypse.
At first, he seemed normal, able to cooperate with them in scavenging for supplies, but it didn’t take long before his bestial nature revealed itself. When one of their companions was resting, he secretly broke in, attempting to rape her, even threatening her.
’Wang Han, you wouldn’t want me to stop luring the zombies away, would you?’
Wang Han was just a teenage girl, trembling with fear at Li Qun’s intimidation, unsure of what to do. Fortunately, Chen Xin saw this and severely punished him, driving him out of the place.
But since then, Li Qun would attract a large swarm of zombies every few days.
At this moment, Li Qun, head held high, called out, "Chen Xin, I know you can hear me, I’m telling you, Li Qun is not to be messed with."
When Li Qun first came to this shelter and saw that it was filled with girls, he was thrilled. His mind filled with scenes from Japanese anime, imagining himself as the ruler of a group of women, cutting down zombies by day, taking turns with the women at night. The thought made his mouth water.
But damn it, who would have thought these women would be so tough?
He couldn’t swallow his pride.
Inside the building, Chen Xin clenched her fists, really wanting to teach this guy a lesson. She couldn’t understand why all he thought about was such nonsense.
She knew how terrifying zombies were. If she made a noise and let the zombies know there were people inside, they would definitely try to break in.
"Chen Xin, now you know fear, but it’s too late. It’s your fortune that Li Qun took an interest in you. Do you know I’m chosen by destiny, the only one in this apocalypse with such ability? If you had been compliant earlier, I would have ensured you lived luxuriously, not worrying about those matters," he taunted.
"Too bad... you chose wrongly."
Li Qun, oblivious to the zombies around, roared at the building unreservedly, and the zombies, though hearing his voice and not seeing flesh, kept up their ghastly moaning.
The dense sound of zombies made those who were slightly timid inside the shelter tremble.
"I give you a final three-day deadline, better hand over Wang Han, or I’ll let the zombies in, haha..."
Li Qun laughed loudly, carrying a gong and walking away. As for the zombies, he had no intention of taking them with him; he left them there to thoroughly intimidate the women.
He enjoyed seeing the desperate look on these women’s faces.
He then had no choice but to send someone out.
"Strange, where are the zombies?"
Lin Fan, carrying a sword, looked around. He had never cleared this area before, but who could imagine it would be so devoid of any creatures? Maybe another survivor had eliminated the zombies.
But with no corpses around, that seemed unlikely.
Perhaps some survivor had lured the zombies away.
He looked around, still finding it empty, which he found slightly unsettling. Normally, wherever he went, he could see staggering zombies, so today felt unfamiliar.
A male survivor approached.
Li Qun, head lowered, was still thinking about what to do if the women didn’t agree after three days. Honestly, he was a bit reluctant to let the zombies kill them.
Women were rare in the apocalypse.
And among that group, there were a few who were quite attractive.
Suddenly, he looked up and saw Lin Fan. He was shocked at the sight of another survivor so brazenly walking just like him.
He had seen other survivors before, but they were always in cars, looking very ragged and completely defenseless against the zombies.
Li Qun stared in a daze. The other man was young, carrying a sword—an in-game weapon, Frostmourne. But why was he so boldly out in the open?
Were there other survivors around?
Or was he just passing through?
Lin Fan greeted him, eyeing the survivor. In Lin Fan’s eyes, there was something off about this survivor; his spirit did not seem right.
As Lin Fan spoke, Li Qun backed away like a startled cat, far and fast. He might be able to ignore the zombies alright, but he was still a regular person. If the other guy attacked him with the sword, all he could do was run.
At the same time, he felt a bit nervous. Perhaps he had been too reckless recently, attracting the attention of some survivors who learned of his unique trait?
Lin Fan stood there, his gaze fixed on Li Qun. That gaze made Li Qun feel his skin crawl, clutching the gong in his hands and hastening his steps, then breaking into a run toward the distance.
"Something’s very off about him, a strange survivor, probably not good," Lin Fan thought.
He trusted his instincts.
They were seldom wrong.
He had thought of following him to find out what was really going on with this guy, but then, he heard a sinister ’hehe’ sound coming from ahead, startling him with its strangeness.