The probability of someone being infected with the virus not turning into a zombie is extremely low.
Bai Xizhu had only heard of this legend in the apocalypse, but had never seen it.
If he becomes a zombie...
Bai Xizhu felt a pang of pain in her heart, recalling the scene when they were imprisoned together in the underground research institute.
She thought the hardships of the past were over, and that she could foresee the future, but an accident still happened.
Qin Yuan and the water snake were still wandering outside, unable to distinguish which scent belonged to Leng Yebai now.
The Bai family was anxious when they saw Bai Xizhu remain silent, but they didn't know how to comfort her.
They also wanted to find Leng Yebai as soon as possible, but now was not the time to find him by making a phone call.
From morning to night.
The sky was full of stars; it was already past midnight.
Despite their dark circles under their eyes, the Bai family members continued to look out the window, trying to find a figure.
"How about... we put on some music?"
Bai Yifan said softly.
If Leng Yebai were to unfortunately become a zombie, and the kind of zombie without any thoughts at that, they might be able to attract him by playing some music.
Although no one wants to admit that Leng Yebai will turn into a zombie, it is the most likely outcome.
If Leng Yebai were to become a rational zombie like Zhang Yiming, he would definitely come looking for them.
He didn't come, maybe...
After Bai Yifan finished speaking, the bus fell silent, with only the sound of the bus engine struggling to keep up with the load.
"...Let it go!"
Bai Xizhu's voice was weak and hollow.
This was the second sentence Bai Xizhu had uttered in the past dozen hours.
The first sentence is, "Find Leng Yebai."
Bai Anhai's finger paused on the music play button for a long time before he gritted his teeth and pressed it.
They never imagined that those who used music to attract zombies would one day use music to attract their own people.
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