These people don't look like good people. If they all go down, these people will probably do something sneaky.
Han Chen glared angrily at the group of women eating peaches on the steps, clenching his back teeth tightly.
Lu Sheng's guess was correct; Su Zheng and Zhao Mujia quickly realized something was wrong after going downstairs.
They opened two heavy iron doors, and behind them stood a horde of rotting zombies, their eyes bulging with hunger and their eyes wide open, starving for food.
These zombies were probably refugees who sought refuge underground during the extreme heat of the early post-apocalyptic period, and they were all dressed in brightly colored summer clothes.
After Han Chen and his group arrived, they locked the low-level zombies downstairs and left them to fend for themselves.
As soon as Su Zheng and his group turned on the light source, the zombies that had been waiting for three years immediately swarmed towards it.
The zombies had been starving for years, and as soon as they smelled human scent, they rushed up frantically, chasing after Su Zheng, Zhao Mujia, and the others, their mouths agape as they howled.
The dark and damp environment, combined with the stench of decay that lingers in the air, made Su Zheng and the others afraid to split up.
If anyone accidentally falls behind, they will be devoured by this horde of hungry zombies in an instant.
As Su Zheng and Zhao Mujia were clearing out the zombies, a figure cautiously approached Lu Sheng and the others.
Ma Dongmei immediately looked up warily and saw a relatively neatly dressed young man approaching the group with a fawning expression.
The man was probably in his early twenties. His skin was pale from being trapped underground for so long, and his hair, which hadn't been washed in ages, was brushed aside by his hands. Although his face was emaciated from lack of food, with only a thin layer of skin remaining, his eyebrows and features still revealed a handsome outline.
Lin Xiaobao stared at him for a while, then sat up straight in surprise. "You're Chen Zhao?"
Upon hearing the familiar name, the female team members, who had been sitting and eating peaches, suddenly turned around and stared in disbelief at the slightly disheveled man behind them.
"Hello, sisters." Chen Zhao smiled, revealing eight teeth.
Lu Sheng stared at the familiar face for a while before realizing that this person was the male celebrity Sun Tiantian had previously admired. Before the apocalypse, she had even watched his variety show with Sun Tiantian.
Chen Zhao was clearly very confident in his fame, and immediately sat down next to Lin Xiaobao as if they were old friends.
"Sisters, can you take me with you? I'm healthy and can help you with many things. I promise I'll make you all happy." He leaned forward slightly, his eyes sweeping flirtatiously over the group of girls.
Ma Dongmei and Lin Xiaobao exchanged glances, their brows furrowed as they sized up Chen Zhao.
"Is this guy crazy? Even in the apocalypse, does he still think he can make a living with his looks?"
Han Rui, who had previously been so obsessed with her idol that she lost her mind, pouted with disgust and moved her butt a little further away from Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao was very perceptive and immediately recognized that Lu Sheng was the one with decision-making power among the group. She immediately fawned over Lu Sheng and sidled up to her, saying, "Sister, choose me. I can do anything."
Zhuangzhuang, annoyed, bit down hard on Chen Zhao's ankle.
Get away! All of you get away! The one who cleans the poop is Teacher Xu! You dirty men, don't come any closer!
Lu Sheng kicked Chen Zhao aside with disgust, saying, "Don't be so blind."
"Why don't you go and share the compressed biscuits with them?" Han Rui looked around curiously, while several people behind her had already torn open the packaging and were frantically stuffing them into their mouths.
Chen Zhao shrugged, feigning nonchalance, "If we could snatch it, who would be willing to stoop so low as to be a kept man?"
Ma Dongmei and others: "..."
This person has really let loose; they're not even pretending anymore.
Lu Sheng glanced at Chen Zhao, took out a bag of pork jerky from his pocket and tossed it over, "Answer whatever they ask, and you'll get your share if you answer well."
Chen Zhao sat up with a jolt, unceremoniously tore open a piece of pork jerky, threw it into his mouth, and chewed quickly. At the same time, he glanced back and saw that the rest of the people were still busy distributing cookies, so he mustered up the courage to swallow it.
It seems Chen Zhao isn't doing too well here; he has to depend on Han Chen and the others for everything.
This is understandable, since a slick-haired guy like Chen Zhao would generally face some rejection in male groups.
But this person is direct and easy to control; Lu Sheng needs this kind of simple and efficient dialogue.
"How long have you been here? How many of you are there?" Lu Sheng tossed out another substantial bag of dried beef.
Chen Zhao's eyes were glued to the bag. He hurriedly stuffed the beef jerky into his clothes and answered vaguely, "There were ten people in total. They all happened to take refuge here after the apocalypse. It's been about two years."
A nobody like him, whose superpower level isn't high enough, has no credibility in the apocalypse; he just follows whoever is strong.
As long as he can quickly climb up to Lu Sheng's coattails, he can immediately betray everyone here.
Lu Sheng tossed out another box of chocolate cake, "How have you guys survived for the past two years?"
She had observed the place from the moment she entered; there were simply no conditions for growing crops here, thus ruling out the possibility that these people were producing and selling their own produce.
Moreover, the area is perpetually dark, so even the people here are as white as ghosts, let alone growing crops.
Chen Zhao subconsciously swallowed, and suddenly his expression became a little awkward.
But under the watchful eyes of Lu Sheng and the others, he still frowned and quietly took out a pink metal cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to Lu Sheng.
"What's this?" Zhang Xiaojuan asked curiously, taking the package and opening it.
Holy crap!
The next second, Zhang Xiaojuan almost threw the box in her hand away.
After opening the pink metal cigarette box, there was a half-box of plump, white, tender, and translucent little worms inside.
Although the insect looked quite clean and cute, it still gave Zhang Xiaojuan a big fright when she was caught off guard.
"Don't shout! Don't shout!" Chen Zhao hurriedly covered Zhang Xiaojuan's mouth.
Lu Sheng used her fingernail to pick one out of the box. "What kind of bug is this?"
"Han Chen found this on a mutated plant. We call this kind of insect a rice weevil." Chen Zhao looked disgusted and casually took one out of the box and crushed it.
"This stuff is rich in protein and tastes a bit like egg white. It's okay in taste, but it's disgusting to eat."
Everyone present looked surprised, never expecting that there was such a hidden food that they knew nothing about.
Zhang Xiaojuan pinched one and gestured with it near her mouth several times, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to swallow it.
"Han Chen kept the bugs for himself after he found them. He would only share some with us depending on how we behaved." Chen Zhao became more and more disgusted as he spoke, and almost vomited the pork jerky in his mouth.
"Where did you get these?" Lu Sheng became a little interested in the tender white insects.
Chen Zhao glanced back warily. "I keep two for each meal. These are the ones I've accumulated over this period of time."
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