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Chapter 163 - 087 I’m Actually Described as a Kind Person_4

Chapter 163: Chapter 087 I’m Actually Described as a Kind Person_4

They blinked, and the big sister spoke very straightforwardly.

The big sister continued, "If we don’t go, we won’t lose anything, and there won’t be any danger. We can still drive around looking for shelters, so I think it’s unnecessary."

They pondered.

Xu Zeyang, "Agree."

Wen Jie, "Agree."

Old Mao, "Agree."

The big sister stared at the distant building, barely able to make out a figure on the rooftop. That figure must be a survivor, who, in such an open place, must have already spotted them.

Now, it was no longer just a battle with the post-apocalyptic zombies, but also with human nature.

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Room 704.

Inside the room.

Lin Fan stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the clothes he wore, looking left and right, finally concluding.

"So handsome."

He wasn’t saying he was handsome, but that the clothes were.

He always cared about his attire. He might be poor and wear inexpensive clothes, but he always believed that dressing neatly and cleanly kept a person looking spirited.

He went to the kitchen, grabbed a garbage bag, and headed downstairs.

Lunch was over, the rest was over, and it was time for him to get back to work.

Xinfeng Real Estate.

Carrying flyers, he started another round of running errands, looking for the real estate, and now he wanted to check on the survivor from the cake shop and see if she had recovered.

Mental health was always the hardest to heal.

Though it could be treated with medication.

But the effects were definitely not as good as overcoming it on one’s own.

The quiet, desolate streets, the cool breeze blowing occasionally punctuated by the presence of zombies, added only a slight stir to the streets. The swinging of Frost Mourning, its dazzling silver light, could stop all sources of evil.

The scarcity of zombies in this area was largely due to Lin Fan.

Rushing to escape with a group of survivors in the early stages was an unwise decision, as that was when the number of zombies was at its peak, and obstacles were everywhere. Those who were lucky escaped, and those who were not became food for the zombies.

Cake shop.

A modified truck was parked in front of the cake shop, with two people in the front driving seat and five male survivors in the back.

The back of the truck was enclosed by metal bars, the gaps only as wide as an arm, and it was similarly fenced on top, designed to protect against zombies, especially since many zombies now liked to jump down from buildings.

This definitely needed to be guarded against.

"Su Xiaoxiao... Su Xiaoxiao..." a man in the back of the truck called out softly.

This man appeared to be in his thirties, decent-looking and normally dressed, but he seemed a bit overexcited, not from medication, but more likely due to the post-apocalyptic environment, constantly vigilant against zombies, so this kind of behavior was quite normal.

Inside the shop, Su Xiaoxiao heard the noise outside, which felt somewhat familiar as if she had heard it somewhere.

She pondered.

Finally, she pulled open the curtain, saw the truck parked outside, and became nervous when she saw so many men, knowing from reading novels that if there were lots of men and no reliable women around, things wouldn’t end well.

"Brother Li."

She recognized the man in front of her.

Li Qi, thirty-five years old, a returnee elite professional working for a listed company, often came to her shop to buy cakes for his wife and child, and after several visits, they became somewhat acquainted.

"Xiaoxiao, there are no zombies around now, hurry up and come with me, I came specifically to save you," Li Qi said urgently, pressing urgently, giving the impression that this was no place to chat and that they needed to move to another secure location immediately.

The other survivors, seeing Su Xiaoxiao’s appearance, their eyes lit up, clearly impressed and not just slightly interested but very eager.

Despite Su Xiaoxiao’s fear of the post-apocalyptic world, if she wasn’t shrewd, she would have been gone long ago.

"Thanks, Brother Li, but I’m quite safe here, so I’ll stay," Su Xiaoxiao squeezed out a smile, she was afraid of offending them, so she spoke in a gentle tone.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go.

But she was frightened.

If it had been the military in uniforms, she wouldn’t have thought twice and would have followed them, even feeling lucky to have finally found salvation.

"Oh, how can you think like that? It’s dangerous now. How long can this place hold up? Hurry up and come with me. The shelter I’m at is very safe and is already housing dozens of survivors. We need to stick together and help each other," Li Qi tried to persuade her, restraining his impatience.

Dozens of survivors?

Indeed, Su Xiaoxiao felt tempted, but as she observed the surrounding people, she noticed their looks seemed to harbor ill intentions.

A woman’s intuition is often very accurate.

Many things seem to have a preternatural sense, almost like a superpower, allowing her to guess things unknowingly.

Like guessing whether a man has a mistress.

"Brother Li, how are your sister-in-law and the kids?"

"The sister-in-law and the kids are in the shelter, follow me and you’ll meet them,"

Li Qi just blurted that out, while the men around him pretended to be calm, thinking about how smooth Li Qi’s wife would be, never having enjoyed her, and when he sent his wife out, his wife, unable to bear the impending shame, jumped to her death with the child.

Back when Li Qi and his family were in hiding,

he thought as long as they could survive, having his wife die for him was okay. As someone with higher education, he was quite rational and always calculated his losses and gains.

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