At night, guards were stationed outside the dormitories to prevent any unexpected situations from occurring while others were resting in their respective dormitories.
Meanwhile, survivors were whispering among themselves in the corridors of each floor of the apartment building.
"It looks like a drone, attracting the zombies in the vicinity."
"Who would do something like that late at night?"
"What good would it do to attract attention if you can't see anything in the dark?"
"It attracted a lot of zombies, there must be several thousand!"
"Everyone, keep it down. There are so many zombies around now, it'll be troublesome if we attract them."
No one in the apartment building expected to see zombies emerging from every corner.
There are so many hidden zombies near the building I live in!
A wave of fear washed over me. If I had accidentally made a loud noise and attracted thousands of zombies to surround the apartment building, I would have had no chance of escaping.
Many survivors felt a sense of gratitude towards the person who operated the drone behind the scenes.
Looking at the zombies gathered below, drawn by the music played by the drone, Zheng Lan seemed lost in thought.
If you lure zombies this way, as long as you have a way to safely and reliably kill the gathered zombies...
This would be far more efficient than forming small teams to clear out the zombies bit by bit.
I plan to discuss the feasibility of this plan with the other survivors tomorrow.
The drone flew over the apartment building where the survivors were located and headed towards other areas of the campus, with zombies following closely behind.
The survivors, still engaged in heated discussion, were left watching from the corridor.
In the post-apocalyptic world after the power outage, the survivors could only rely on candlelight at night and lost all recreational activities.
The night was long, so we decided to stay outside and watch the drone show.
Even after the drone flew away, the sound could still be clearly heard by many survivors for nearly thirty minutes.
Almost all the wandering zombies around the student apartments of East China University of Political Science and Law gathered in one place.
After a while, the sound of music played by the drone gradually approached the direction of the girls' dormitory.
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