After complaining, the passenger's gaze involuntarily drifted to Cheng Jinzhi's corpse on the ground, and he stammered, "Let's get out of here quickly! It'll be troublesome if the zombies come back."

The two came in looking for food, so of course they weren't going to leave empty-handed.

Once she regained her senses, Mo Shuwan noticed the focus of their gazes. She clenched her fist, walked over, and began digging with a watermelon knife, saying in a cool voice, "If you want to come with us, help dig a hole and bury our friend."

This statement clearly indicated their stance, and regret appeared in the eyes of the passengers. Not daring to offend Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, they all stepped forward to help dig the pit. Although they were hungry and wanted to eat human flesh, they dared not do it themselves, probably because they still had a trace of 'humanity'.

After burying Cheng Jinzhi simply, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo led several apprehensive passengers deeper into the village, finally finding some food at a few households.

It was completely dark when they left the village. Their original plan was to go straight back to the bus area, but unexpectedly, a blood moon rose in the sky when they were halfway there. Staying in the wild when the blood moon was rising would be tantamount to suicide, so the group had no choice but to turn back to the village.

The passengers who couldn't stop Wen Zuo and Mo Shuwan from becoming disheartened thought, "It's all over this time."

Silently, they found a house and hid inside, blocking all the entrances. Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo huddled in a corner, eating the already rotten food they had found, and said, "Those zombies didn't eat you before."

"That's because there's plenty of 'food'!" the passenger exclaimed in despair. "We're their food reserves. The people who were with us before must have run away long ago! They'll definitely eat us when they come back. They're different from ordinary zombies!"

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo frowned at the same time.

"I even think they have intelligence. They always finish one person before eating the next. That dead man was today's food. He should have been eaten a long time ago, but his woman saved him... By the way, none of the zombies cared about the woman. They even gave her food."

Mo Shuwan wasn't really listening to what the passengers said afterward. She felt a chill creeping down her spine. Was this some kind of intelligent, thinking zombie?

If the zombies in this world continue to evolve, will humanity, which is already barely clinging to life, still have a chance to survive?

Mo Shuwan suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.

They're not even sure if they can survive themselves, so how can they have the time to worry about the survival of other people?

After complaining, the passenger shrank back and said with tears in his eyes, "So we shouldn't have come back at all! There might have been a chance of survival outside, but hiding here, we'll be found and eaten sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, the other passengers huddled together with him also showed expressions of despair. Even knowing that it was impossible for them to leave Wen Zuo and Mo Shuwan now, they simply couldn't do it.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, Mo Shuwan swallowed the last bite of food. She took out water from her backpack to rinse her mouth and get rid of the strange taste. After hesitating for a moment, she swallowed the water she had rinsed her mouth with. There wasn't much clean water left, so she didn't dare to waste it.

Under the blood moon, zombies will rampage, and even under normal circumstances, they should not be underestimated. Moreover, this is the lair of three special zombies, so it is impossible to rely on this small house to save one's life.

Seeing Wen Zuo and Mo Shuwan get up, the passengers squeezed opposite them panicked a bit, "Where are you going?"

Mo Shuwan ignored them, moved the things blocking the window with Wen Zuo, and climbed out. Because of the blood moon, it wasn't dark outside; in fact, it was quite bright. Mo Shuwan, who came out first, looked up at the sky and tightened her grip on the watermelon knife in her hand. "Let's split up and search. Whether we find it or not, we have to come back as soon as possible."

Wen Zuo nodded, looking at Mo Shuwan, silently reminding her to be careful.

Their main purpose in coming out was to find the family's food storage cellar, which would provide them with an alternative escape route. Most families don't build cellars inside their houses, so their initial focus was on the yard and the area around the house.

Mo Shuwan walked around the courtyard twice, just about to move to another place to continue her search, when suddenly her expression changed drastically.

Mo Shuwan's eyes flashed with many emotions. Finally, she lowered her head, placed one hand on her stomach, and awkwardly took a step. After searching for about ten minutes, Mo Shuwan, whose face was already slightly pale, met Wen Zuo.

Wen Zuo, who was initially filled with joy, immediately noticed Mo Shuwan's expression and his heart tightened.

"I'm fine." Mo Shuwan responded weakly to Wen Zuo's concern. "How are things on your end? Have you found the cellar yet?"

Wen Zuo nodded, but the worry on his face hadn't subsided. Seeing that she looked like she might collapse at any moment, he quickly reached out to support her.

Mo Shuwan forced a smile, her face pale. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "That's good. You can go back first. I have something to do. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. I'll be back soon."

How could Wen Zuo possibly leave her alone to go back? Of course, he refused to let Mo Shuwan go alone no matter what. Noticing the fleeting embarrassment on her face, Wen Zuo was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked down and saw Mo Shuwan's hand covering her stomach. Combining this with the experiences of the past month, Wen Zuo realized something and also felt embarrassed.

But this awkward feeling was quickly swept away by Mo Shuwan's weakness. Wen Zuo bent down, picked Mo Shuwan up, and walked quickly into the house.

Mo Shuwan let out a muffled groan, her expression now best described as indescribable.

When Wen Zuo placed her on the stool, Mo Shuwan opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Wen Zuo had already walked away quickly. She could only turn to the side and squeeze her legs together. After a while, she stood up and waited silently with the question of whether Wen Zuo had guessed it or not.

Ten minutes later, Wen Zuo returned carrying several wet clothes.

Mo Shuwan stared in shock at the clothes in Wen Zuo's hand. After a careful examination, she realized they seemed to be his own clothes.

So... when you left just now, Wen Zuo went to do laundry?

However, Wen Zuo's next move made Mo Shuwan realize that he had indeed guessed it, and her expression became extremely awkward again.

Wen Zuo selectively ignored Mo Shuwan's embarrassment, dried the strips of cloth torn from her clothes, and handed them to Mo Shuwan with a normal expression.

Mo Shuwan didn't dare to be coy and quickly reached out to take it. She stammered that she needed to take care of some personal matters. Wen Zuo's unchanging expression made Mo Shuwan feel less embarrassed. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the darkness with the warm strip of cloth in her hand.

Wen Zuo's tense face relaxed for a moment after Mo Shuwan left. He raised his hand to touch his slightly hot earlobe, and the once blurry memories finally resurfaced clearly in his mind. The embarrassment in his eyes was gradually replaced by worry.

She was even hospitalized at the time...