After recovering from her immense anxiety, Mo Shuwan couldn't help but look at the gun in Wen Zuo's hand with envy, saying, "If we can get back safely, teach me how to use a gun."

Wen Zuo silently said "okay".

With the crisis over, the survivors who were fleeing for their lives stopped panting and turned around in fear to look at the special zombie that had pinned Jiang Ling down.

Jiang Ling was the last to react. When she realized she wasn't dead, her icy hands and feet regained some warmth. She abruptly threw off the special zombie that was pressing down on her, and the first thing she did after standing up was to grab a large knife and rush forward to fight Zeng Chi to the death.

"Jiang Ling!"

Jiang Ling, panting heavily, turned her head and glared at Xiangzi who was running towards her, her eyes bloodshot. "He almost killed me just now. Can't I even get revenge?"

"You're not dead yet, are you?"

This is also an unwritten rule among humans: if someone is thrown out as a pawn in a crisis, they are not allowed to seek revenge as long as they survive. After all, very few women can conceive naturally these days, and only those in large safe zones have the ability to produce in vitro fertilization. The number of humans in these small safe zones is decreasing, and if this is not controlled, they will eventually face extinction.

Jiang Ling gritted her teeth unwillingly, glared at Zeng Chi, put down her broadsword, walked up to Wen Zuo, and sincerely thanked him.

The people in the deep-water safety zone didn't dare stay and have already disappeared to who knows where. Without the threat from outsiders, everyone relaxed a little.

Xiangzi walked over to look at the special zombie, and when he turned back to look at the village, a chill ran down his spine. No one expected that a special zombie would appear in such a small place, especially since they had been to this place more than once.

They must have used up all their good luck from the previous encounters, because they ran into this special zombie as soon as they entered the village. If Wen Zuo hadn't had a gun and was an extremely accurate shot, none of them would have survived.

"Thanks to you this time."

Wen Zuo shook his head.

Without saying much, Xiangzi took the lead and walked into the village. "Let's go in. There's no way two special zombies will appear here. It's safe for now, but we need to finish this quickly. There are probably a lot of zombies that have been attracted by the gunfire moving here."

This time, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo were surrounded. Although they were envious of the gun in Wen Zuo's hand, they also understood that the gun could only be effective in Wen Zuo's hands. The situation just now proved this point, and Xiangzi was extremely glad that he had not taken the gun out of greed.

Just as Xiangzi said, there was basically no threat in the village, and only a few zombies were wandering around. Often, before Xiangzi and the others could even make a move, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo would rush up and take care of them.

After wandering around the village for more than half an hour, amidst the growing growls of the zombies, Xiangzi found some potatoes and sweet potatoes. He took out the burlap sack he always carried, filled it halfway with potatoes and sweet potatoes, and carried it on his shoulder, preparing to avoid the zombies and return through the mountains and forests.

"You guys go back first."

Xiangzi frowned. "Are you leaving?"

Mo Shuwan shook her head. "No, we want to look for more supplies nearby." Seeing that Xiangzi still looked like he didn't believe her, she added, "I have no reason to lie. If you'd like, you can come with us."

"I'll go with you."

Mo Shuwan glanced at Jiang Ling who was walking over. She wasn't surprised by Jiang Ling's statement. After all, Jiang Ling and Zeng Chi were having a falling out, and she was probably still upset that Zeng Chi had abandoned her. Wen Zuo had saved her life, so it was obvious who she should choose to go with.

To Mo Shuwan's surprise, Xiangzi also planned to come with them. He handed the food to Zhu Jun and said, "You guys go back first."

"Okay, take care of yourselves."

Besides the two survivors who just died, there are still nine people in the team. Apart from Mo Shuwan and her group, Zhu Jun and his group also have five people. As long as they are not unlucky enough to encounter any special zombies, there should be no problem for them to return safely.

Without further delay, the two sides parted ways. Zhu Jun and his group took a detour through the forest to leave, while Mo Shuwan and her group chose a side path, intending to fight their way out by killing zombies.

Upon learning of their plans, Xiangzi and Jiang Ling were speechless: "..." Are these two out of their minds?

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo stayed behind primarily to kill zombies, with finding supplies being a secondary objective. So when Xiangzi and Jiang Ling questioned their actions, the two didn't offer any further explanation. In any case, whether they said anything or not, those who needed to be killed would still be killed in the end.

They started clearing the zombies from the side path, and it took them more than ten minutes. The four of them rushed from the side path to the main road. There were quite a few zombies, but Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo did not hesitate at all. As soon as they saw the zombies, they rushed up to the left and right in unison.

Watching the two men chop off the zombies' heads like watermelons, Xiangzi and Jiang Ling, who were following behind to help, twitched at the corners of their mouths. Looking at the zombie corpses all over the ground, they had no idea how to express their feelings.

Facing a horde of zombies for the first time, yet not needing to lift a finger. Jiang Ling, who had never been so relaxed in the wild, glanced at Xiangzi and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you find those two?"

I found it on the highway.

Jiang Ling was speechless; this guy's skill in picking up people was quite impressive...

Because Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo were killing zombies ahead of them, and doing so fiercely, Xiangzi and Jiang Ling, who were walking behind, had virtually no chance to come into contact with any zombies. Without worrying about attacks from zombies, the two of them quickly and confidently began scavenging for food in the surrounding fields. Unexpectedly, they were quite lucky and actually dug up a small bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes. Although they were not large, they were enough to make a porridge with wild vegetables for dozens of people.

Although Wen Zuo had given Mo Shuwan special training these past few days, physical strength is something that can't be built up in a short time. Before long, Mo Shuwan was panting as if she had asthma. She used to be able to kill a zombie with two strikes, but now she needed three or four strikes, or even five.

Noticing that something was wrong with her, Wen Zuo silently moved in front of Mo Shuwan and blocked most of the zombies' attacks.

Soon it became Wen Zuo leading the way, with Mo Shuwan following behind him. They fought their way out of the village, and before a large number of zombies caught up with them, they rushed into the nearby woods, winding their way around for quite a while before stopping.

As soon as she stopped, Mo Shuwan bent over, panting heavily as she tried to control her urge to lie down on the spot. She put down the watermelon knife, placed her hands on her knees, and slowly took deep breaths. It took her several minutes to get her heartbeat back to normal. Covered in sweat, she slowly straightened up, enduring the dizziness as she reached out to take the water Wen Zuo handed her, and thanked him weakly.

Mo Shuwan felt a little better after drinking some water. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked in a low voice, "Shall we rest for a while before continuing?"