Ten mice scattered from the corner, moving very quickly.

"Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen anything like this, it's amazing," Wu Yanfeng exclaimed.

"They each have their strengths. Brother Mo Yu's metal element is even more powerful, and I admire him very much," Meng Wu said modestly.

“It’s nothing to mention,” Mo Yu said succinctly.

"..."

We chatted for about ten minutes.

The ten mice returned one after another, having completed their reconnaissance.

Zhang Hao asked, "How is it?"

“There are no Awakened Ones nearby, neither small nor medium-sized organizations, and there isn’t a single ordinary person in those residential buildings. This is very strange,” Meng Wu replied.

"No awakened ones? And no ordinary people either?"

Zhang Hao's expression hardened, and he became serious.

This is not a good sign.

The zombies have been cleared out; there are no people left.

This proves that there is a very dangerous place here, making everyone afraid to set foot here.

Zombies are mindless and die one by one, but people tend to avoid risks, so they simply evacuated the area.

It gradually formed a no-man's-land.

This is no simple matter!

Ravens can smell decay from several kilometers away.

Since neither humans nor zombies can hide, it proves that this dangerous existence is most likely some kind of mutated creature.

But where is their stronghold?

Without a doubt, it must be the food supplier with the largest food reserves.

Only here can the other side safely remain here without worrying about survival.

To confirm their guess,

Zhang Hao instructed Meng Wu to control the rats and infiltrate the supplier's warehouse.

But none of the rats returned, because as soon as they entered the warehouse, all ten rats were quickly killed.

Meng Wu could only vaguely see a white expanse.

It has four limbs, and appears to be some kind of bipedal animal.

Zhang Hao's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "White? Four limbs? Or does it walk upright? Could it be it?"

"My luck can't be that good, right?!"

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P.S.: Goodnight (π_π)