Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

After distributing the sweet dates and the big sticks to the team members.

Shenhe planned to take the group back directly to Lijing Garden, hunt down a batch of giant rats in the community, and store all the rat meat in his space as a long-term food source.

But when the Land Rover stopped at the entrance of Lijing Garden and looked inside, the entire community was quiet and there wasn't even a trace of a giant rat.

Shenhe told everyone else to stay in the car and wait, while he got out and went to patrol the neighboring community.

After circling around for most of the way, he finally found a hole in an open area.

The cave entrance is more than two meters in diameter, and the cave is bottomless and pitch black, with no end in sight.

A gust of hot, foul-smelling wind blew out of the cave, smelling both fishy and rotten.

The soil around the cave entrance was damp and sticky, stained with dark red blood, and mixed with many pieces of clothing and body parts.

Shenhe stared at the deep cave entrance and pondered for a moment.

After thinking it over, Shenhe reluctantly gave up. He had considered leading the team into the cave to catch them, but he was afraid that the giant rats would dig a hole and cut off their escape route, suffocating them inside.

It's not worth it for a few bites of reserve meat.

Shenhe abandoned the idea, turned around and walked towards the parking lot. Facing everyone's gaze, he simply shook his head, then drove away in his Land Rover.

Zhang Ran followed behind in his truck.

After leaving Lijing Garden, Shenhe followed the road conditions shown on the map, turning through several streets and alleys.

I deliberately chose a street with an open area and no roaming zombies, and pulled over.

Shenhe glanced around at the surroundings, his gaze finally settling on a spacious post office savings branch facing the street. The exterior walls were intact, and the doors and windows were fairly tidy.

"I'll stay here tonight."

After saying that, he pushed open the car door and got out.

Li Yuetong, sitting in the passenger seat, casually looked out the window, her eyes gentle and calm. For her, as long as she could stay by Shenhe's side, she would be willing to sleep on the street.

As she thought about it, she reached out and pushed open the car door, about to pick up Shen Qiangwei, who was sitting obediently on her lap.

But the little girl was nimble; with a light leap, she jumped off the car in a flash, her short legs moving swiftly as she followed closely behind Shenhe.

Li Yuetong subconsciously reached out her hand, wanting to tell him to run slowly, but before she could finish speaking, something suddenly occurred to her, and she pursed her lips helplessly as she got out of the car.

The night was as thick as ink, pressing down on the desolate city.

The streetlights went out, plunging the entire neighborhood into endless darkness.

Without the noise and pollution of human lights, the cool moonlight quietly spills out from behind the clouds, its brightness not dazzling, but a natural gentleness that washes away the hustle and bustle.

A cool night breeze swept through the streets and alleys, swirling up discarded debris that drifted everywhere—cardboard, fallen leaves, aluminum cans, and plastic bags rustled and rolled in the wind.

The wind occasionally carried the stench of rotting garbage and dust, along with the faint, putrid smell of zombies, which seeped into the nostrils.

Li Yuetong looked up and around. The high-rise buildings along the street were mottled and dirty after being washed by the rainstorm. They were covered with stains and cracks, and the scene was desolate and bleak.

On the contrary, the vegetation is lush.

"Wake up the fat man."

Shenhe's voice drifted gently into Li Yuetong's ears. As soon as he finished speaking, he walked into the post office savings hall with a gun in hand, and a few flashes of light appeared in the room.

Li Yuetong turned around to call out, but Li Wanning had already walked over with several backpacks. She naturally took Li Yuetong's arm and said softly, "Sister-in-law, just let Zhang Ran go and call. Let's go inside and get some shelter."

The two walked side by side toward the entrance of the hall. Li Yuetong noticed her slightly protruding belly and asked softly with concern, "Are you alright? Don't overwork yourself while you're pregnant."

Li Wanning looked down at her belly, a gentle maternal smile spreading across her face. "It's okay, as long as I don't do strenuous exercise, it won't have any effect."

"Let me take your bag, don't carry heavy loads." Li Yuetong reached out to take her bag.

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I can carry it; I'm not that delicate," Li Wanning said with a smile, dodging the object.

Zhang Ran stood by the car, watching his wife and sister-in-law walk into the bank lobby chatting and laughing. A slight smile unconsciously crept onto his lips, and he felt at ease and reassured.

He closed the driver's side door, walked to the passenger side, and reached out to nudge the unconscious Tang Dashan.

"Fatty! Wake up! Wake up!"

Tang Dashan showed no reaction at all. Although his leg injury had been healed by Shen Qiangwei, he had lost too much blood and was extremely tired, so he slept very soundly.

Zhang Ran glanced up at the bank entrance, and seeing that no one came out, he raised the corners of his mouth and slapped Tang Dashan hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

"Oh... um? Brother Ran?" Tang Dashan groggily opened his sleepy eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"Wake up, get up and let's go. Brother Shen said he'll be staying at the bank tonight."

Tang Dashan tilted his head, rubbed his chubby face, and mumbled, "Did you hit me?"

Zhang Ran suppressed his laughter, desperately trying to keep his lips from turning up in a smile, and said in a serious tone, "Am I sick? Why would I hit you for no reason? Get up and go inside."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked quickly into the bank.

Tang Dashan looked completely bewildered and shouted at Zhang Ran's retreating figure, "Why don't you lend me a hand!"

"Your injuries are all healed, why do you need my help? You've been spoiled rotten, thinking you're some kind of lord?"

Zhang Ran's irritated voice came from the front, and he had already entered the hall.

Tang Dashan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously moved his previously broken leg.

My legs landed firmly, and I could move freely without feeling any pain.

"Huh? It's all healed? Holy crap, it's really completely healed!"

His eyes widened in disbelief. He took a couple more steps before finally realizing that he had escaped death and recovered from his serious injuries.

He grinned foolishly, but as he smiled, his eyes slowly reddened, and he felt both moved and relieved.

As Tang Dashan walked awkwardly into the hall, Shen He was already coming down the stairs from the second floor with a gun in his hand.

He came down as soon as he went up to the second floor; the map showed no trace of humans or zombies.

He cleared out the zombies on the first floor, leaving only one living zombie trapped inside the service window.

He screamed wildly through the thick bulletproof glass, pounding his fists against the glass repeatedly.

The glass remained motionless, and Shenhe, standing outside, couldn't kill it; he could only let it rage inside.

When Zhang Ran saw Tang Dashan enter, without needing anyone's instructions, he stripped the intact clothes off the zombie on the ground, twisted them into sturdy strips, walked to the front door, and wrapped them tightly around the glass door to secure it.

Li Yuetong, holding Shen Qiangwei's hand and pulling the pregnant Li Wanning along, sat quietly on a bench in the lobby's rest area.

All three of them stared at the female zombie trapped inside the window, desperately ramming and screaming, watching her futile madness as she knocked things to the ground.

At this moment, Tang Dashan's eyes reddened, and his emotions surged.

Upon seeing Shenhe descending the stairs, he rushed forward and knelt down three meters in front of Shenhe, bowing his head and kowtowing heavily.

[Tang Dashan’s favorability is 100]

Shenhe was taken aback. The man's favorability rating was 100%?

Will there be any superpower rewards?

I opened my backpack and saw nothing!

After kowtowing, Tang Dashan got up, turned around, and walked to Li Yuetong. He then kowtowed three times each to Li Yuetong and little Shen Qiangwei.

The unexpected and generous greeting made Li Yuetong a little embarrassed. She quickly reached out to help him up, saying, "Oh, get up, Fatty, you don't need to do this."

After kowtowing, Tang Dashan's face flushed with a simple, shy expression. He scratched the back of his head, unsure how to express his heartfelt gratitude. After a long pause, he solemnly spoke.

"Big brother, sister-in-law, and... Miss! From this day forward, my life, Tang Dashan's life, belongs to you all!"

Zhang Ran and Li Wanning were at a loss for what to do after seeing this scene, as both had been saved by the same person.

You kowtowed, but we didn't!

This would make us seem insincere! The couple exchanged a glance and then got up to kowtow.

"You two should just call it a day! Find a room and get some rest."

Shenhe realized what was happening, interrupted the two, gave Li Yuetong a look, and went upstairs again.