He was a little disappointed, but it was only for a moment, and he quickly recovered.
"Let's go out, don't let anyone notice anything amiss." Lin Hu stood up and took the lead in leaving, with Ling Jiuqi following behind.
The two emerged from behind the box and saw that Duan Linzhou and the others were still making arrangements, but it seemed that some disagreements had arisen.
"Why should we listen to you? Instead of cowering here and waiting to die, we should take advantage of the fact that there aren't many zombies left and fight our way out."
"The zombies outside could break in at any moment; we can't hold them off here."
"Yes, it's better to fight our way out than to wait here and die."
A slightly immature male voice shouted loudly, which inspired the ambition of a few people.
Duan Linzhou walked up to the boy who had spoken first. The boy was probably only twenty years old, with a youthful and lively appearance and a clear, bright voice.
However, he got a really ugly perm that covered half of his good looks, making him look even more ordinary, the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.
The boy was a little intimidated by Duan Linzhou's cold demeanor when he didn't speak, especially when the other man got closer and his imposing presence, which was about 1.9 meters tall, seemed to be almost 2.9 meters tall.
"What?" The boy lacked confidence. He should have shouted it out aggressively, but he made it sound like someone was pointing a gun at him.
Duan Linzhou looked at the boy for two seconds before turning to Lin Hu with a smile and saying, "Baby, go upstairs and turn on a video call for me."
Lin Hu felt as if a bomb had been dropped on his brain. With a "boom," his brain short-circuited for a moment, and his face instantly turned red.
What is this guy yelling about?!
But it sounds pretty good.
The others around were either stunned, gossiping, or enjoying the sweet moments, creating a cacophony of sighs.
Lin Hu glared at Duan Linzhou, and under the gazes of the others, he gritted his teeth and flew up.
Lin Hu made a video call to Duan Linzhou, and when the call connected, he turned the camera to show the outside.
At this moment, Lin Hu also took a quick glance at Qin Yaowei's current situation.
But this peek led to a direct eye contact with Qin Yaowei, who seemed to have anticipated this and had been watching this spot beforehand.
He was holding two frozen cherries in his hand, fiddling with them, but perhaps because he was a zombie and his level wasn't high, his fingers were stiff, and one of them fell to the ground after he fiddled with it a couple of times.
Judging from the size, it should be his attack fruit.
Lin Hu couldn't help but wonder if the fish he had just caught on the ground would have harmed him if it hadn't been frozen.
Qin Yaowei wasn't embarrassed by the fallen cherry; instead, he took out another one.
A white flower also peeked out from his shoulder, like a little person peeking out.
The white flower petals emitted blue light threads that wrapped around the cherry in Qin Yaowei's hand, instantly freezing the cherry.
Qin Yaowei started stirring things up again, looking at Lin Hu with a smug expression, which could be described as highly provocative.
The white flower can empathize with its owner's emotions and sense its owner's disgust for the person above it; its petals also fling out like ice silk from the first floor.
Lin Hu sensed something was wrong and quickly kicked the wall for leverage, then swiftly rolled over and hid.
Qin Yaowei's laughter came from outside the wall. Although it wasn't pleasant to hear, like sandpaper stuffed in his throat, it didn't stop the people inside from hearing his smugness.
The others also saw the situation outside through the videos Lin Hu and Duan Linzhou had just shared.
There were so many zombies that it seemed endless, but the most terrifying one was the red-eyed zombie.
After what happened to Qin Fulang's family in the chat area a couple of days ago, some people recognized Lin Hu and Qin Yaowei's identities, but none of them dared to make a sound.
They were afraid of being thrown out, and they were also afraid of being targeted.
Lin Hu didn't notice anything unusual about these people and walked over to Duan Linzhou.
"Is anyone else going out?" Duan Linzhou asked calmly, his gaze sweeping over the group.
No one spoke. Some of the people who had previously clamored to leave shrank back like quails and dared not utter a sound, but this did not mean that they agreed with the idea of staying.
Duan Linzhou finally turned his gaze back to the boy who had spoken up first.
The boy felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. After hesitating for a moment, he still mustered up the courage to challenge, "So what do you suggest we do now?"
These words were true to Duan Linzhou, but because of the other party's imposing aura, he dared not look at him too much, and instead looked at Lin Hu beside Duan Linzhou.
Lin Hu was about the same height and build as him, and he looked like a well-behaved student, which made him feel less pressured.
The others also began to whisper among themselves, like they were talking in hushed tones, their voices low but dense.
Now you either kill the red-eyed zombie and wait for the zombies outside to disperse on their own, or you can hold out for two days until it's over and then be teleported back to the raft.
The last option is obviously impractical, since city islands are not something you can encounter every day. Now that you've encountered one, it would be a waste for everyone to just stay here and not collect more supplies.
The first option, if everyone unites, might be able to resolve the external situation.
Dealing with Qin Yaowei isn't too difficult; the problem lies in avoiding the hordes of zombies outside.
To get close to him, one must first pass through the encirclement of these zombies and avoid being scratched and infected.
Duan Linzhou pondered for a moment, then didn't reply to the boy's question: "Are there any people with spatial teleportation abilities?"
People looked at each other in the crowd, when suddenly a hand covered in mud and dust timidly rose up. It must have been from scrambling for supplies while moving boxes.
"I...I am."
Upon hearing the sound, the crowd quickly moved to the side, making way for the speaker.
The girl was in her early twenties, with a high ponytail and not a single stray hair. Her facial features were more defined than the average girl's, giving her a rather heroic look. She wore a white t-shirt, a khaki workwear vest, and matching khaki capri workwear pants. She also wore blue and white gradient chunky sneakers, which were a bit dirty, suggesting she had been trampled quite a bit while scavenging for supplies.
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