What the survivors saw made their blood run cold. The zombies packed the roads like a living sea, trapping them from all sides. One of the women couldn't hold back her fear anymore and burst into tears, shouting, "I don't want to die!"
Annoyed by her scream, Chu Zhimiao strode over and raised her hand.
SLAP!
The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the area, stunning the woman and silencing everyone else. Standing in front of her, Chu Zhimiao glared and said coldly, "If you dare to scream again, I will kill you myself."
At her threat, the loud sobbing stopped. The other survivors, who had been wailing in panic, quickly covered their mouths and struggled to hold back their tears and voices.
After a pause, Chu Zhimiao added, "There is no use in screaming or crying. All it does is drain your energy and attract more zombies. That's not helping anyone."
She squatted down, locked eyes with the woman, and said firmly, "If you don't want to die, then stand up and fight. As long as you don't give up, there is still a chance to survive."
The woman hiccuped and replied hoarsely, "How can I survive when I don't even have the energy to run?"
Chu Zhimiao noticed her dry, cracked lips and said, "I will give you some water. After that, we will figure out a way to escape."
The survivors' eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. Encouraged by her words, they quickly searched for anything that could be used as a water container.
Chu Zhimiao distributed a cup of water to each person, giving everyone a share. Once she was done, she walked over to Li Yang and Pei Yijun.
Seeing her walking over, Li Yang asked with concern, "Miaomiao, are you okay?"
Chu Zhimiao nodded and replied, "Don't worry. I only used about 10% of my energy. Based on that, I think I can produce at least 500 liters of water."
Nodding at her, Li Yang said nothing and started looking for a way to reach the rooftop. As he leaned out the window, he saw zombies stretching their hands upward, trying to grab him.
Seeing this, he turned and began moving furniture to block the door. That way, even if the zombies managed to break into the building and climb the stairs, they could buy themselves a little more time.
While they were racking their brains for a way to survive, not far from their area a group of people stood on the rooftop of a five-story structure, observing the zombies' movements.
"Brother Mo, it looks like we won't be able to go through this road. Let's turn back and find another route," a young man said, turning toward a tall, pale man.
Though he looked sickly, the man was very handsome. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and let out a few coughs before sighing and saying, "If we take a detour, it will take us a few more days to reach Lin'an City."
At his words, the group exchanged looks. A young woman spoke up, "Brother Mo, even if you are in a hurry to find your cousin, you should prioritize your safety. With so many zombies out there, how can we go on?"
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