Huang Zhao, who was mixed in with the survivors, was naturally unaware that his arrival had attracted the attention of the prophetic ability users in the capital city.
The group was resting in the hall to replenish their energy.
"Hey bro, wanna have one?"
Huang Zhao handed a cigarette to one of the leading level three flesh-based superhuman soldiers.
Completely disregarding the bleeding dagger in the other's hand, which was still dripping blood after the zombie energy crystal had just been extracted.
Gao Qiang looked at the cigarette Huang Zhao offered and took it.
Huang Zhao took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for the other person, while Gao Qiang held out his hand to shield his eyes from the wind.
"Kid, you're pretty smart."
Gao Qiang glanced at Huang Zhao, unable to recall where he had rescued him.
"Hehe, I have to thank everyone for the rescue, otherwise we would all be trapped at home."
"I wonder what life will be like inside after we're taken in?"
As Huang Zhao spoke, he subtly slipped the entire pack of cigarettes into the other person's backpack.
A month has passed since the apocalypse began, and all the supplies that could be easily found outside have already been looted by the survivors.
Cigarettes, a consumable item, were highly sought after by the survivors, almost as valuable as food.
Seeing that Huang Zhao was sensible and was also resting, Gao Qiang smiled and said:
"As long as you participate in labor, you won't have to worry about food, and you'll also receive energy crystals to enhance your strength."
"Judging from your strength, you are quite capable. Once you enter the city, you can choose to join the army."
Judging from Huang Zhao's actions, it could be roughly determined that he had the strength of level two, which Gao Qiang did not find surprising.
After all, the survivors who have made it this far must be at least at level one in strength.
At this point, the survivor is still at level zero; the moment they see a zombie, it will be the moment they die.
It is almost impossible to escape the pursuit of a level one zombie.
Upon hearing Gao Qiang's words, Huang Zhao smiled happily:
"That's really great! We don't have to live in fear here anymore!"
"I wonder how many people are left in the capital now? I saw you were out searching for survivors and managed to bring back so many..."
Huang Zhao subtly inquired.
At this point, Huang Zhao was still more than 20 kilometers away from the first city wall, and he was unable to detect any information about it.
Huang Zhao didn't know if, after a month, the capital city would have invented technology to detect information about people with superpowers.
Therefore, it's best to be cautious. It's not possible to quickly improve one's strength in the short term, so it's a rare opportunity to relax.
According to Gao Qiang, there were approximately 50,000 people in the gathering place in the capital at that time.
It had almost as many people as Huang Zhao's Dawn City, and most of the survivors joined voluntarily.
This is the power of official appeal; there's no need for someone like him to actively search for information.
Even after the zombies were cleared from the entire city, most of the survivors still escaped and did not choose to join the zombies.
If the capital city is recaptured, Huang Zhao believes that 80% of the survivors will choose to join rather than leave.
Of the 50,000 people, about one-tenth belonged to the official authorities, and the rest were survivors who were gathered together.
I also learned some information about superhumans, their types, talents, and levels from him.
It was mostly information that Huang Zhao already knew, so it didn't surprise him.
Huang Zhao successfully built a good relationship with the four soldiers in the search and rescue team by giving them a few packs of cigarettes and some small odds and ends.
Soon, the official search and rescue team set off again with the twenty-odd survivors.
The scent of living people attracted many zombies.
But as soon as they got close, they were killed by soldiers who had already reached level two, without making much of a sound.
Even though the approaching zombies made the rescued survivors' legs go weak, no one screamed or ran away.
Huang Zhao's composure was not particularly noticeable among the many survivors.
On the contrary, his clothes were unusually clean and odorless, and even had a slight scent of washing.
It's the apocalypse, who can calmly do laundry every day?
Moreover, apart from the survivors in the shelter, who outside has the means to take a shower every day?
Therefore, Huang Zhao's unusual behavior was still noticed by them.
Huang Zhao, whose mental perception was fully activated, naturally noticed their gazes, but paid no attention to them.
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