You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

"Slap!"

Luo Xin's face turned red as she covered her butt, glaring at Zhang Ye with her round, almond-shaped eyes.

"What are you doing!"

"Got mad 'cause I hit the nail on the head, huh!"

Zhang Ye looked at the woman who was as agitated as a rabbit and thought to himself that she did have a nice touch, yet his face remained expressionless:

"Looks like you have too much free time."

"Finished mopping the bathroom floor?"

"If you have, there are a few rooms over there that also need cleaning, you see—"

As soon as Luo Xin heard this, her expression changed immediately, and she pointed at Liu Qingqing, who was directing zombies in the distance, to protest:

"That's not fair!"

"Why doesn't she have to do any work herself?"

"This is discrimination, I demand equal pay for equal work!"

She ranted loudly in front of the bathroom, quickly attracting the attention of Liu Qingqing, who had been watching the commotion here.

"What's up, Ye Zi?"

"Just tell me what you need me to do!"

Luo Xin fell silent on the spot.

She seemed to understand where the difference between her and Liu Qingqing lay.

Seeing Liu Qingqing approaching, Zhang Ye immediately looked relieved and his tone softened considerably:

"Qing Qing, perfect timing."

"Can you draw?"

Liu Qingqing immediately nodded, "I've learned, what do you want me to draw?"

Zhang Ye then looked towards Luo Xin: "What about you?"

The woman silently nodded.

Who hasn't taken a few training classes these days?

But seeing how confident Liu Qingqing was, she felt a bit unsure of herself.

Could it be another expert?

——

"Truly a master!"

Luo Xin looked at the drawing in Liu Qingqing's hand with admiration.

"This crying face is drawn so realistically, it's like it walked right out of a horror movie!"

"One word!"

"Lifelike!"

Zhang Ye silently glanced at it, then picked up Luo Xin's work. The lines were a bit rough, but it was still a standard smiley face.

He stuck the drawing on 004's face.

It fit rather well.

The originally ferocious expression disappeared instantly, replaced by something indescribably comical, like a bear wearing a clown mask.

"Not bad."

Zhang Ye nodded in satisfaction.

He had wanted to cover the faces of these staff members for a while now.

Even though he had gotten used to their appearance, a sudden look back still made him inadvertently clench.

Startling himself was one thing, but scaring the other survivors was another.

Thinking this, he immediately turned back to Luo Xin, who was looking smug, and said:

"Make another dozen or so."

"No, actually, make it several dozens."

"From now on, all company employees will have to wear this smiley face."

"This will be their work badge!"

——

Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

The street in front of the hotel was still desolate and uninhabited.

Car accidents and corpses were everywhere, and occasionally zombies could be seen chasing rats that scurried out of the sewers into the alleyways.

A thud.

A body hit the ground.

A few shadows emerged from the shadows in the alley.

"Bro Dog."

"Shouldn't we go back?"

"There are too many zombies outside, and there are only a few of us—"

The man speaking was named Song Hao, and as he looked at the small herds of zombies scattered around the street, his throat felt dry.

"Talking rubbish!"

Someone immediately interrupted him, and the tone was rather unfriendly.

"We haven't eaten all day, are we supposed to just sit at home and starve to death?"

"If you're scared, just say it!"

The person spoke while staring at Song Hao, eyes full of disdain.

His name was Zhang Wei, and he was a lawyer.

A cultured man.

The one caught between the two was the leader of this group, his surname Tian, his given name Gou, a man tall and long-legged, known as Brother Gou.

Brother Gou hesitated as he watched the zombies outside.

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As long as one moved quietly and avoided injury, there generally wouldn't be any problems.

The key issue was that almost every shop on the street had anti-theft rolling shutters. Once you opened them, the noise they made was enough to attract all the zombies within dozens of meters nearby.

By then, whether you lived or died was a matter of fate.

After thinking it over, Brother Gou still gritted his teeth and went out, the other two seeing this hurried to follow.

All three of them had families at home waiting for a meal.

They had no choice.

Half an hour later.

A piercing alarm suddenly went off.

No one expected a small convenience store to have an alarm system installed.

"Ughh!"

A zombie clawed its way from the side and pounced at them.

Brother Gou quickly sidestepped and raised his hammer, smashing it into its head.

"Hurry up!"

"Or we won't make it!"

Upon hearing this, the two men grabbed whatever they could from the shelves, stuffing them into their backpacks before turning to run out the door.

The number of zombies outside was increasing, quickly blocking the way they had come.

"What do we do, Brother Gou?"

"It looks like we can't go back!"

Song Hao panicked on the spot, his face breaking into a cold sweat, the backpack he was holding trembling continuously.

Zhang Wei's face looked extremely grim, but he didn't speak.

Were they really going to die here?

"Wait, what is that over there?"

Just as Brother Gou was about to lead them to find a place to hide, Song Hao suddenly pointed at a utility pole not far away and exclaimed.

The two men followed his line of sight and discovered something painted on the utility pole.

It was a green arrow.

"Seems like it's indicating a direction for us, Brother Gou?"

Zhang Wei was the first to catch on, looking at Brother Gou, who appeared calm, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Brother Gou first scoped out the surroundings, then focused on the direction the arrow was pointing.

"Go!"

He commanded.

The three immediately fled in the direction the arrow pointed.

After a tense and rushed run of more than ten minutes, they suddenly saw a hotel ahead.

Green arrows were painted all over the utility poles and walls next to it.

There seemed to be two figures at the entrance.

Could it be?

Security?

Brother Gou, relying on his 2.0 vision, was the first to make out the uniforms on those two, the legendary Country Garden suits.

But those two looked a bit odd, their faces completely covered by masks.

Smiling faces?

Definitely not zombies!

Perhaps the hotel was the base of some survivor group!

Those arrows must have been left by them to save new survivors!

The world really does have more good people!

The three of them quickly pieced everything together, and their nervous hearts settled down a bit.

"Go!"

"Let's go in!"

Brother Gou led the way into the hotel.

Song Hao and Zhang Wei didn't hesitate and decisively followed.

The two security guards in green outfits brushed past them and thoughtfully closed the door behind them.

"Eh?"

"Brother Gou?"

"Aren't they coming in?"

Zhang Wei was about to say thanks, also aiming to make some connections, when he realized the two men had actually locked them out.

He was shocked on the spot!

There were over a dozen zombies following them outside!

Could it be that these two brothers in security uniforms were planning to sacrifice themselves for others?

New era's living Lei Fengs?