Chapter 169 is Fengye!

They moved stealthily, like hunting felines, following the sound.

Every time they walked a certain distance, strange noises would start to occur.

Finally, they stopped in front of a five-story building with bullet holes in its exterior walls, broken windows, and a faded "Community Medical Center" sign.

Then, Josie's gaze froze.

Right at the entrance, where it was half-hidden by snow, lay a piece of white enamel basin with a chipped edge and stained with blood.

It was the porcelain basin that Xie Jue and the others used to attract zombies!

“It’s Xiao Jue!” Qiao Xi immediately turned to look at Shen Han.

"Wait!" Shen Han grabbed her arm, his eyes sharp. "It's obvious someone deliberately lured us here."

Josie was well aware that they had been attracted by the noise.

Something's definitely wrong here, but they have to go in and check it out.

Josie tugged at his sleeve and said, "Our abilities are special, we can go in and take a look."

Unless it's a fourth-tier ability user, or an extremely powerful mental zombie.

Otherwise, if the two of them work together, they usually won't get trapped.

"Yes, follow behind me."

Shen Han knew that she wouldn't give up until she went in to check the situation.

After assessing the situation, he shielded Josie behind him.

A black mist silently spread around him, like a shadow poised to strike, and he was the first to step into the dark hallway, which reeked of a mixture of disinfectant and blood.

The room was a mess, with medicine bottles and medical records scattered all over the floor, and the overturned chairs covered in a thick layer of dust.

They carefully made their way up the stairs, each step making a soft but jarring sound as they stepped on broken glass and debris.

The anticipated traps and ambushes never materialized.

They arrived at the door of a room on the third floor with a sign that read "Surgical Treatment Room".

A faint light and an even stronger smell of blood emanated from the slightly ajar door.

Shen Han gestured for Qiao Xi to step back with his eyes, then suddenly kicked open the door.

The black mist surged instantly, ready for a thunderous strike.

However, the sight in the room stunned them.

In the corner, a small fire lit from discarded tables and chairs was emitting a faint warmth and light.

Beside the campfire, three familiar figures sat against the wall—it was Xie Jue and two other superhumans!

"Sister?" Xie Jue suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, but it was quickly replaced by worry. "Why are you back?"

Qiao Xi immediately noticed that Xie Jue's dark combat uniform was torn in several places, especially on his left arm, where a large patch of dark red blood had congealed, sticking the fabric to his skin.

"Where are you hurt? Let me see!" She took a few steps closer and reached out to check his wound.

A faint, unnatural blush instantly spread across Xie Jue's pale face. The young man awkwardly shifted his body to avoid her hand, his voice low and hoarse: "It wasn't me. I'm not badly injured, just superficial wounds. It was the two of them..."

He pointed to his two companions lying beside the fire.

Josie then turned her gaze to the other two.

Both young men were in a semi-comatose state, their faces were ashen, and their lips were chapped.

One of them was alright, except for a deep laceration on his leg that exposed the bone, and the bandage was soaked with blood.

The other man's condition was even more horrifying; he had at least five or six gruesome zombie bite wounds on his arms, shoulders, and even waist and abdomen.

The skin and flesh were rolled back, revealing bone deep inside, and the edges of the wound showed an ominous bluish-black color.

His body was still twitching unconsciously, clearly enduring immense pain and viral infection.

Josie's heart sank.

She quickly walked to the seriously injured man, squatted down, and carefully peeled off the tattered cloth that was temporarily covering his wounds and was already soaked with blood.

Startled, his companion slowly opened his eyes and looked at them, then at the young man with the injured leg in front of them, his voice hoarse and desperate: "I don't know if he... will make it through."

"You can do it! Don't give up!" Josie's voice was unusually firm, carrying an undeniable strength.

She immediately pulled out a crystal core that emitted a warm yellow light from her backpack.

Place it in the other person's hand, draw upon their supernatural energy, and guide them to unconsciously absorb the pure energy contained within.

At the same time, she took out disinfectant alcohol and clean bandages and quickly began to clean those terrible wounds.

The alcohol sizzled as it was poured onto the wound, and the unconscious victim convulsed in pain.

Josie gritted her teeth, but her movements didn't stop at all. She used tweezers to remove the bone fragments and filth embedded in her flesh, and then carefully wrapped the wound with bandages layer by layer.

Time passed second by second.

Perhaps it was Huang Jing's energy that took effect, or perhaps it was Qiao Xi's treatment that temporarily suppressed the outbreak of the virus. The injured man's ashen face seemed to regain a faint trace of color, his high fever miraculously subsided, and his breathing became more stable.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

"The fever has subsided. If you can get through tonight, you'll be fine."

Taking advantage of the break, Shen Han took out food and distributed it to the group, saying, "Eat something to replenish your energy."

The flickering firelight illuminated everyone's weary faces, giving Josie a chance to ask what had happened.

“Back then… we ran for our lives, trying to lure the horde of zombies as far away as possible,” Xie Jue recalled, taking small bites of a biscuit, his voice low. “But there were just too many zombies, and it seemed like something was directing them, relentlessly pursuing us. We were cornered in a dead end, and it looked like we were about to be surrounded…”

"Just when we thought we were doomed... Fengye appeared."

Josie paused,

The young man with the injured leg beside him didn't know who Feng Ye was, his eyes filled with gratitude and awe. "That man is incredibly strong! Lightning struck from the sky, and those zombies that pounced on us were like paper in front of him! In just a few swishes, he cleared out a large area. If it weren't for him... the three of us would definitely have been devoured to the bone!" He described, his tone still tinged with shock.

A little hot water spilled from the kettle Josie was holding, scalding the back of her hand, but she didn't even notice.

"Feng Ye?" Her voice was a little hoarse. "He...is he here?"

Xie Jue shook his head. "He fought off the wave of pursuing zombies, pointed us to a relatively safe path, and then... disappeared."

Josie lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the complex emotions surging within them.

Feng Ye... helped them again? Had he been secretly following them all along?

She was in a state of confusion and ate a few more bites of food haphazardly, but they tasted like nothing at all.

After a simple dinner, she stood up and said softly, "I'm going to wash my face."

He picked up his kettle and walked to the drain at the end of the floor, where the water had dried up and was now just a dirty tap.

The icy cold water in the kettle cleared her confused thoughts a little.

Just then!

An extremely dangerous aura suddenly came from behind.