As she ventured deeper, Lin Xi vaguely heard someone groaning in pain. The voice was so muffled and urgent that she couldn't quite tell if it was a zombie or a wounded survivor.
Lin Xi slowly approached and saw a staff member lying at the entrance of the cold storage, with a trolley lying face down next to him.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Xi's voice became increasingly unrecognizable.
But perhaps out of the instinct for survival, the woman suddenly looked up at her, her eyes filled with a desire to live, and pleaded, "Please, save me."
Her lips were almost bloodless, indicating that she had been trapped there for some time.
"Were you injured by a zombie?"
The woman shook her head in fear. "No, after I was crushed by the cargo, I kept my teeth clenched and didn't make a sound until it was quiet outside before I dared to make a sound."
Lin Xi approached and carefully examined her wounds. She hadn't been attacked by zombies, but her leg was broken. After so long, she didn't know if her leg could be saved... No, she couldn't even see a doctor now, so her leg was probably useless.
"Please help me! Please!" she cried, her voice hoarse from the pain she was enduring.
Lin Xi glanced at the cargo box lying on the ground; it was full of meat—pork, beef, chicken, duck, fish, and seafood.
She first stuffed the pork and beef into her bag, then used the bag she had just torn from the supermarket shelf to pack some other meat.
"You want to hoard food, right? I'm the warehouse manager. If you're willing to save me, I'll tell you the passwords to all the warehouses."
Lin Xi paused, her hands still moving. It did sound very tempting. But if she chose to save this person, he would inevitably become her biggest burden.
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