With the little light filtering through the blinds, Awei saw Huang Zhao walking slowly down the stairs.

They were dressed neatly and looked calm, like office workers who were resting on the rooftop before the apocalypse and were about to return to their offices.

But Awei knew that now that the apocalypse had arrived half a month ago, it was impossible for an ordinary person to be able to show such a demeanor.

Slightly startled, Ah Wei noticed Huang Zhao had moved even closer, so he quickly took a few steps back and asked:

"Who are you? How did you get down from the roof?"

According to Huang Zhao's mental perception, the person who had awakened poison-type superpowers was still in the office and had not moved.

With a slight smile on her lips, she said to the young man in front of her:

"Take me to meet your boss."

There was a strong smell of gasoline in the air, and Huang Zhao knew that this was the last line of defense set up by the other side to block any potential dangers that might suddenly attack from the rooftop.

Hearing Huang Zhao's voice, Awei breathed a sigh of relief; at least it was a human.

Ah Wei relayed what he had seen and Huang Zhao's request via the radio strapped to his waist.

A voice came through the radio: "Bring him here."

Huang Zhao followed Awei downstairs.

They soon arrived at the conference room on the 27th floor. Everyone except the poison-type ability user had already left.

The chairs, neatly arranged, still retained some warmth.

Huang Zhao knew that the others were currently hiding on the 26th floor, on high alert.

He was holding some easily obtainable weapons such as fire axes and iron bars.

Although they agreed to let Huang Zhao into the office building, they did not let their guard down.

Hou Xiaoying, sitting at the head of the conference room, stared intently at Huang Zhao, feeling the imposing aura of a level-two superhuman and a pre-apocalyptic superior.

"How did you end up in this building? There are zombies all around, and the buildings are too far apart. It's impossible for anyone to have come to this building."

Hou Xiaoying asked in a deep voice, his voice revealing some fatigue.

Trapped inside the office building, he had already tried every possible way to escape.

Unfortunately, all of them failed, and some even resulted in the deaths of many survivors.

Otherwise, they wouldn't still be in the city center, which is teeming with zombies.

At this point, there were a total of 23 survivors in the building: 18 men and 5 women.

They had dealt with almost all the zombies inside the building, and the passageway leading upstairs was also sealed off, so no zombies would come up, making it relatively safe.

However, the food looted from the building has been almost used up over the past few days.

Since it's an office building, even if there's food available, there probably won't be much.

It is estimated that in another three days, the twenty-odd of them will run out of food.

Huang Zhao did not answer Hou Xiaoying's question, but asked directly:

"You're not bad. Do you want to leave here?"

Hou Xiaoying looked at Huang Zhao with surprise and suspicion, and then examined him carefully again.

Why can I still dress cleanly and neatly even now?

Why does he seem completely oblivious to the urgency of the apocalypse?

Didn't he know that coming to this building was tantamount to being trapped in a dead end with no way to escape?

"I want it, I dream about it, but there's no escaping it."

“We originally had more than fifty people, but they tried to leave and ended up dying.”

The reason Huang Zhao was willing to stay here was, besides the middle-aged man who was talking to him.

This is also because it was the best atmosphere he had ever experienced.

Because I have witnessed far too much bullying of other survivors.

Huang Zhao was surprised to see that everyone was at peace and even working together to escape.

This place is nearly 30 kilometers away from Dawn City, and Huang Zhao would not allow the members of Dawn City to clear the obstacles within this 30-kilometer radius before coming here.

But helping them escape from here was not difficult for Huang Zhao.

"I left you some gifts on the rooftop; they should help you escape safely."

"There is a shelter near the university town in the southwest of Shanghai. If you are able to get there, you can choose to join."

"Well then, goodbye~"

Huang Zhao teleported away, his figure disappearing from the building.

Ah Wei stared blankly, feeling somewhat horrified.

"This...Brother Hou, was that a person or a ghost just now?"

Hou Xiaoying didn't react as strongly as Awei. When he saw Huang Zhao, he knew that this was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Of course they are people, but modern people, not people from the apocalypse."

"Let's go see what gift he's talking about. Anyway, we have nothing, nothing that would make him want to give us anything."

Hou Xiaoying called out the people hiding downstairs.

A group of more than 20 people went up the stairs and saw the safety door that Huang Zhao had kicked away in the corridor.

There is a clearly visible dent in the very center of the gate, which gives you an idea of ​​how much force was applied at the time.

Hou Xiaoying, who was walking at the front, swallowed hard and said in a strained voice:

"This... I suddenly feel like it really might be a ghost..."

After all, how could a person possibly have the strength to kick through a steel security door that's only a few tens of millimeters thick?

After observing the security door with surprise for a while, the group went up to the roof, where a pile of supplies was placed somewhat incongruously in the middle.

The packaging was intact, and the pile was formed into a small hill.

"So much food! Ham, instant noodles, bottled water! Enough to last us a long time!"

"And that's a steel cable? A grappling hook! How does he have all this professional exploration equipment?"

"Great! With these things, we can figure out a way to leave this building!"

The survivors excitedly rushed towards the mountain of supplies that was taller than a person, dancing with joy.

Like a traveler in the desert who has not had a drop of water and has encountered an oasis, seeing hope for life.

Although Huang Zhao did not directly lead them out of their predicament, their strong will to survive meant that escaping their predicament would be a piece of cake with these items.

Looking at the supplies Huang Zhao left behind, Hou Xiaoying murmured, "The university town, is it? I'll go!"

Of the group, only he, who had awakened his poison-type ability, remained.

It's not that there weren't other people who awakened superpowers, but rather that these people, after trying to leave, never returned.

He chose to stay and continue to look after the other survivors, so the atmosphere was relatively harmonious under his supervision.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind as he stepped forward to distribute supplies and make preparations for escaping the building.

But this has nothing to do with Huang Zhao, who has already left.

Huang Zhao maneuvered Chen Run to continue moving forward in the center of Shanghai, and soon they left the central area.

"The central area is indeed the hardest hit, with the highest population density and the largest number of people who have not been turned into zombies, but the fewest survivors."

Huang Zhao teleported past a corridor about 2 kilometers in diameter, where the number of survivors was less than a thousand.

Moreover, most of them were like the survivors we saw in the office building before, surrounded by zombies and struggling to survive with only a small amount of supplies.

"Survival is hard, survivors sigh."