"Zombie Album" was distributed everywhere, not only in Huang City but also in other places.
In the prison, only He Mingxuan had it.
He had looked through it without much concern, except for one of the names that caught his attention slightly.
Lin Fan... a very familiar name.
But he wasn’t keen to dwell on it because thinking of this person brought back past events. Perhaps it was just a clash of personalities, with no significant grievances, but he still preferred to ignore it.
Just take a good look at this "Zombie Album", as it contains the information you all want.
He Mingxuan went outside, breathed the fresh air, exchanged a knowing smile with Feng Jie without saying much, understanding each other’s silent meanings, realizing there was no need to think further.
Nearing noon, everyone simply finished their meals, not the usual home-cooked meals they thought of, but food scavenged from the stores, like bread and instant noodles.
Comparatively, this food would be considered good in the apocalypse, as many survivors elsewhere might not even enjoy such privileges—they just wanted to survive.
The food that Sun Neng enjoyed was incomparable.
"Who will join me to gather supplies?"
With this question from He Mingxuan.
The scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
All eyes turned to He Mingxuan.
They had seen the "Zombie Album" and knew about Sunshine Shelter recorded within, also aware of an unimaginable person there.
Someone silently raised their hand.
"Brother He, can you take my mom along?" Feng Jie asked softly.
Many people were willing to follow He Mingxuan, but in the end, only six survivors were chosen. It was not that the van couldn’t fit them, but too many people would be problematic.
The group followed He Mingxuan towards the prison’s exit.
Feng Jie and his mother conversed softly, discussing some affairs. The bond between mother and son was strong. Feng Jie could give up everything except for his mother, wanting to accompany her to the prison.
But he owed He Mingxuan, feeling compelled to accompany him even knowing the dangers.
Sun Neng spied secretly from the shadows, watching as figures departed. With a snap, the sound crisp, a clear glass shattered in his grip. It was unclear whether it was wine or blood that dripped from his fingers to the floor.
Until He Mingxuan drove away in the van.
What remained was only the scarlet liquid on the ground.
The survivors in the van observed the outer conditions. Some had never come out of the prison and were astonished to see the city so desolate.
Initially, they could see zombies, but as they drove towards the distance, fewer and fewer zombies were visible until it was completely clean.
He Mingxuan drove quietly, wondering what drove him to do this, and what his purpose was.
Was it a form of silent protest?
At the end of the street was an iron fence, beyond which was the main entrance of Sunshine Shelter.
"Look, there it is, Sunshine Shelter, where survivors can live a normal life, free from oppression," He Mingxuan said.
He faintly saw someone patrolling the roof, seemingly armed.
"Aren’t you going?" a survivor asked.
He Mingxuan shook his head, "No, when you get there, don’t mention you came from the prison."
Everyone looked at He Mingxuan, unclear on why he wanted to keep this hidden.
He Mingxuan said, "Just listen to me, don’t ask too much, and don’t say too much. We’ve been together for a long time, and to say there are no feelings would be a lie. I hope you all have a good future."
The group looked at He Mingxuan, remaining silent.
Eventually, someone spoke up.
"Brother He, thank you for your care during this time. Without it, we might not have survived."
"Yes, be careful of Sun Neng; he’s a madman," another added.
Hearing everyone’s caring words, He Mingxuan smiled. There was a time when he was deeply loved by them. Damn, he enjoyed this feeling, savoring this pleasure that came from deep within his heart.
If he had this treatment during normal times, he would laugh in his sleep.
But he also found reasons within himself; previously, he indeed wasn’t liked by everyone due to his personality, unfriendly to everyone and always trying to take advantage, and more importantly, his appearance and physique made him look sleazy to anyone who saw him.
"Thank you all for your concern, take good care of Auntie," He Mingxuan said.
Auntie was Feng Jie’s mother.
"Yeah, we understand, but Brother He, how will you explain when you return?"
He Mingxuan laughed, "In the apocalypse, isn’t it normal for some to die?"
The people opened the van doors, got out, and walked towards the distance, He Mingxuan stayed in the van, watching their backs as they reached Sunshine Shelter and entered.
He stepped on the gas, turned the corner to leave, and before returning, he needed to gather more supplies.
As for whether Sun Neng believed it or not, it didn’t matter to him. You don’t believe is your issue, but the people are already gone, what use is there in telling me these things?
Guan Hao watched the six survivors arriving in a daze.
They’re coming in groups.
As they arrived, they curiously observed their surroundings, noticing that those living here were all working with smiles, some even chasing and playing around, immediately changing the atmosphere.