Perhaps the zombie oil had taken effect, because the zombie roared at her, saying something unintelligible. Then, it bypassed her and continued jumping towards the direction where other zombies were gathering.

Cheng Shuang breathed a slight sigh of relief. The close contact just now felt like talking to a corpse, and it wasn't a pleasant experience.

Qiu Shengwencai then imitated the zombie's language with a roar, tugged at her, and jumped forward first to catch up with the zombie's pace.

They entered an old house where people were wailing in fear.

Even though they knew Cheng Shuang knew some martial arts, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai deliberately shielded the little girl in the middle, considering that she had no practical experience in dealing with zombies.

At this moment, zombies kept swarming in, and the three of them unconsciously walked towards the source of the wailing.

"Isn't that Master Huang?" Wencai said in a surprised whisper.

In the center of the dilapidated house, on a square table, a man lay covered in wounds. Zombies lurked all around, but only one fanged zombie could enjoy the 'meal'.

It lay on the neck of the wailing man and tore his neck apart.

Just then, Wencai and Qiusheng's breathing became heavy due to nervousness, which was noticed by the zombies behind them.

Cheng Shuang was short and didn't notice the situation immediately. When she looked up, the zombie had already told the tusked zombie a story.

All the zombies looked over. The little girl immediately feigned surprise, looked up at the two frozen figures, and jumped back two steps to create distance between them.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai... felt complicated, as if they had been taught a lesson!