"Ruan Ruan, who is that person? I've never seen him before. When did you two meet?"

As Jiang's mother watched someone bring the three of them over, she was surprised by Zhang Yang's terrible condition, but the man's aura was so strong that it made her, someone who had experienced many storms, feel extremely pressured.

"Mom, um... I don't know either. Let's go in and treat Zhang Yang's injuries first. An Xia is also injured. Let's go in quickly, or it will be too late."

Jiang Ruan urged him on, sounding somewhat anxious.

"Alright, come in quickly!" Jiang's mother said, opening the door and welcoming the person inside.

Jiang Ruan found her mother really strange, but it was just a fleeting illusion; she actually saw a nightmarish presence in her.

That terrible race.

Back then, everyone thought that zombies were the last glimmer of hope, so they insisted on the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth of August, when the moon was full and they hoped to take advantage of the moonlight and the zombies when they were at their weakest to wipe them out and live in peace and health.

Little did they expect that, like the mantis stalking the cicada, they were unaware of the oriole behind them.

The truly terrifying creatures have only just surfaced. The zombies are not afraid; to those horrific beings, they are nothing more than a group of ants.

Therefore, Jiang Ruan was terrified when she saw the shadows of those things on her mother.

She silently thought to herself, "No, how could these things be here? They shouldn't be here, because I dealt with their hosts long ago. Could something have happened?"

This thought weighed on her like a boulder, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Ruan Ruan, what's wrong? I've been calling you for ages, why are you spacing out? This isn't like you, you've been acting strange lately."

Xiao's mother stepped out from the side, looking at Jiang Ruan with suspicion.

Jiang Ruan chuckled awkwardly, "Mom, I was just thinking about something. How is Xiao Ran? I haven't seen him for two days, he should be almost better."

Xiao's mother sighed, somewhat worried: "Alas, it should be fine by now. Wanmei has used everything she can, but it still doesn't work. He hasn't woken up yet. It seems that he has really become a vegetable who has fainted."

Jiang Ruan patted Xiao's mother on the shoulder and said, "Mom, don't worry, it's nothing. Xiao Ran is very skilled, and with his supernatural abilities protecting him, ordinary injuries are nothing to him, so you don't need to worry too much."

Xiao's mother knew that Jiang Ruan was trying to comfort her, so she nodded and said, "Oh, it's getting late. Your mother and I have prepared some food. You must be exhausted. Eat something quickly so you can get some rest."

He then went to the kitchen to get the groceries.

Jiang Ruan said, "Okay, I'm tired after a long day, thank you Mom."

After a hearty meal, Jiang Ruan went to Xiao Ran's room and, sure enough, saw him wrapped in gauze, lying quietly on the bed, motionless.

Just as she was about to say something to Wanmei, the caregiver, the bell in her pocket rang, and she answered it without thinking.

"Ahhhh, you finally answered! I thought you were dead! Are you alright? Is that really you, or a substitute? Where are you? Talk to me! What happened? Don't scare us!!!"

The piercing sound was so loud it felt like Jiang Ruan's eardrums were about to shatter.

"Du Chong, keep your voice down, or I'll be driven crazy by your noise even if I'm not dead yet."

The person opposite was clearly Du Chong, whom I hadn't seen for several months. It was a pity I couldn't see his face, otherwise I could have given him a good talking-to.

Making calls by phone like this is not very effective.

"Oh my god, it's you! You have no idea, we were all scared to death. People here said you were dead, that you died a terrible death, and they haven't even sent the news out yet. It scared me to death."

"If you all die, I think the world will really end!"

Although Du Chong lowered the volume, it was still a bit noisy, so Jiang Ruan turned the phone volume up and put it aside, saying, "What exactly happened? What do you mean I'm dead or not? How did I die? Who died? Who spread the rumors?"

Du Chong's voice was so loud that Jiang Ruan could only hear a little bit of it during the last two rounds, intermittently talking about whether someone was dead or not.