Chapter 14 Civilized Sinner 14

"What do you think, Dr. Yan?"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, everyone in the room turned their eyes to her.

He had hardly any previous interaction with the other people in the room, but his name was familiar to almost everyone else.

The pale man sitting in the middle had his long hair casually spread out. It was obvious that he had never taken good care of it. When it was stained with mud and blood, he just washed it casually with water. But now his hair was still smooth like silk, or a whole piece of black cloth.

Yan Nan raised his head, and the black cloth on his head shook and slid down from his shoulders.

"Ask me?" He stood up, with a hint of doubt in his voice, but his handsome face remained calm.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but stare at the hair for a few more seconds.

Yan Nan stood up and pretended to look at everyone around him slowly, but he was actually stalling for time to discuss his speech with the system.

[What are you going to say? ] The system asked him.

[I wanted to ask that, too.] Yan Nan replied helplessly.

It would definitely not work to just say it directly. No one would believe that Yan Nan would be so kind as to take them to some good place. It would be an act of conscience on his part not to trick them into going there to feed the zombies.

He had not intended to speak on this issue at first, but who knew someone would throw the question to him. He subconsciously took over the woman's words at that time, so what should he say now?

Silence spread in the room. Finally, Yan Nan made a decision.

It's better not to talk about it. Maybe someone can't stand the awkward situation and change the subject.

So he didn't say anything for a long time, and the silence lasted for a long time.

Everyone looked at him, and he looked at everyone, and a weird atmosphere gradually formed.

What is he doing? Pan Yi, the buzz cut man sitting by the door, looked at Yan Nan and thought.

He stood up and looked at everyone without saying anything. Was he laughing at them? He was laughing at the fact that a bunch of people gathered together and seemed to be united, but in fact they were confused and drifting with the flow. How could he take them seriously? A group of people who had lost confidence?

[Coming.] The system suddenly gave a voice prompt.

Yan Nanxia turned around consciously.

Bang, bang, bang——!

There was a violent knock on the door.

A young boy's voice came into the room accompanied by knocks on the door.

He said:

"Boss, there is a group of zombies coming from the east."

"Where are we? How many are there?" Pan Yi, who was closest to the door, opened it and asked.

The young master responded quickly: "I just saw them from the sentry post. There are quite a lot of them, and their target is clear. They are less than 300 yards away from us. I'm afraid we can't defend here."

He finished a long string of words in one breath. Pan Yi nodded, then he turned and looked into the room behind him. Everyone inside had already stood up.

Although they were several meters apart, his gaze collided directly with Yan Nanzhen's calm and peaceful gaze. He quickly looked away as if he was burned.

At this time, Song Yanghui walked past him and walked out of the door holding his weapon, "Hurry up and get ready. Everyone will gather at the back door in two minutes."

"Got it, boss." He responded subconsciously, then turned around and left without hesitation.

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Because they had been vigilant the entire time, most of the supplies in the supply station had already been moved to the vehicles last night, so the convoy set off quickly, leaving behind only a trail of exhaust fumes and an empty supply station for the group of zombies behind.

The journey was not smooth. At first, they were able to move forward along the original route, but groups of zombies kept appearing behind them, forcing Song Yanghui to keep modifying the route to avoid casualties due to conflicts when the situation was unclear.

After a whole day of twists and turns, we finally found a place to temporarily rest and set up camp when it got dark.

night.

The base was very quiet. Pan Yi quietly left the tent and his nimble figure kept moving around in the camp.

The night wind blew his collar. His resolute face looked serious, with a deep scar on his eyelid.

He felt a little uneasy when he saw Yan Nan during the day. He still remembered the scene at that time. Before Ma Liang came over and knocked on the door, the man standing in the center of everyone's sight had already looked towards the door.

Later, when he learned that the zombie horde was approaching, he could even sense a hint of anxiety in the boss, not to mention the panic that the others were forced to suppress.

But what about Yan Nan? When he looked into his eyes, he didn't see any emotion in Yan Nan's eyes. He seemed to have anticipated the arrival of the zombies.

His face, which had not changed at all over the years, reminded Pan Yi of that tragedy unconsciously.

No matter what happens, he always looks indifferent and just stands by.

Is there anything else in this world that can move him?

"What do you want to talk to me about?" In the pitch-black tent, Song Yanghui was exhausted after a day of hard work and fell asleep early. However, he was woken up by this uninvited guest not long after he lay down.

He thought Pan Yi had something urgent to do, so he quickly let him in. However, this guy didn't say a word after coming in, but just stared at him.

"Boss." Pan Yi seemed to have prepared his words. He spoke in a low voice, "I think there's something wrong with Yan Nan."

"Ha," Song Yanghui couldn't help but let out a short laugh, "There must be something seriously wrong with him. I know that without even having to think about it."

"You disturbed me in the middle of the night just to tell me this?"

"No, he really has a big problem." Then Pan Yi told Song Yanghui the details he had noticed during the day, and the latter fell into a brief contemplation after listening.

After a while, Song Yanghui spoke again: "It's the same during the day."

Thinking of the wolf-like appearance of running around in panic due to the zombies during the day, he spoke with a hint of anger, "Based on my experience of surviving the apocalypse over the years, the probability of encountering a group of zombies is definitely abnormal."

"Someone is deliberately guiding the zombies here."

"Except for Dr. Yan, who else has such great power to do this kind of thing?" Song Yanghui raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

"We shouldn't have him on the team anymore, he's going to get us all killed."

"He's making such a big fuss right under our noses. If we really let him out, how can you guarantee that he won't make something even bigger?"

The tent fell silent again.

"He didn't deserve to live..." Pan Yi's suppressed voice of pain echoed in the tent.

Song Yanghui looked up, the tent was too dark, he could only reach out and slowly pull the blurry shadow towards him.

"Okay." Song Yanghui said, "Don't blame yourself. The fault was not yours in the first place."

"No." He still shook his head. "If I hadn't been so smart, if I hadn't had a base in the beginning..."

"I'm sorry, Captain..."