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

On the morning of August 10, 2027.

The seventh day of the apocalypse.

Yulong Bay Phase II is located in the heart of the South New District of Hanzhou City. It is the earliest completed mid-to-high-end residential community in the entire newly developed area.

The entire residential area is completely enclosed by a solid wrought iron fence that is 2.5 meters high. The location is remote and isolated, not near the city center or main roads, giving it a sense of isolation from the world.

The community is surrounded by a beautiful and exquisite environment with excellent landscaping, well-maintained roads, and complete recreational facilities, fitness areas, and underground parking garages. The supporting facilities are very comprehensive.

This area covers a vast area, with buildings arranged very sparsely and loosely, and wide gaps between buildings. Green belts, small gardens, and leisure open spaces can be seen everywhere.

Unlike other crowded neighborhoods in the city, which seem to want to cover every inch of land with buildings, making it airtight.

This place is far from the bustling city center, with no office buildings or commercial districts nearby, and large shopping malls are several subway stops away.

On weekdays, residents rely on two large supermarkets located at the north and south gates of the community for their daily necessities, including rice, flour, cooking oil, fruits, and snacks.

The unique environment allowed the residents of the community to escape the threat of a massive horde of zombies from the outside, but there were still quite a few zombies inside the community, though they were scattered throughout the community and did not pose a significant threat.

Zombies are certainly terrifying, but the human heart is even more unpredictable.

Room 101, Unit 1, Building 2

The home of Li Yuetong's parents.

In the entryway, Li Jing'an stood tense, his back slightly straight, his face showing nervousness.

He held his breath, listening intently to the sounds outside, his heart pounding with anxiety, unable to calm down for a moment.

In the living room, Su Mingyue stood not far away, her delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, her gaze anxiously fixed on her husband in the entryway.

The couple were both filled with unease.

Outside, someone was knocking on the door, each knock hitting the heartstrings and making one tense all over.

The hallway outside was dimly lit. Young security guard Wang Mian stood in front of the door and gently knocked on the security door twice more.

There was no response from inside for a long time, but he showed no impatience, his expression was calm, and his tone was very sincere.

"Mr. Li, I am Wang Mian, the property security guard. I know there must be someone at your home. Mrs. Wang next door has already told us about your situation."

Please don't blame Mrs. Wang for being too talkative; she's only trying to help you. The zombies in the neighborhood have been mostly cleared out, but it wasn't entirely our relief organization's work; another group is also active around.

You should have heard at least a bit about how ruthless those people are. What happened to that man in Building One yesterday…sigh! I don't want to talk about it anymore. They're a bunch of beasts!

Wang Mian's face showed a resentful expression. He sighed heavily and continued,

"We have now completely entered the apocalypse, and no single person or family can survive on their own!"

Since the government has no faith in us, the only way we can survive this great calamity is to stick together and support each other.

Our property security team spearheaded the formation of the End Times Relief Association, aiming to unite like-minded residents in the community and work together to find ways to survive.

We heard that your family stockpiled a lot of supplies at the beginning of the apocalypse. If you are willing to donate some, you will be considered one of our own and will be under our protection.

We can go out to find supplies together in the future.

That's right! We promise.

The supplies you donate won't be embezzled by any individual; they will all be used to provide food for everyone in the relief organization so we can all get through these difficult times together. Would you please consider it?

Wang Mian spoke earnestly, word by word, with a very humble attitude, and there was not a single fault to be found in his words.

After he finished speaking, he stood quietly outside the door, waiting patiently for the reply from inside, without rushing or urging.

Inside the room, Li Jing'an turned around and met his wife Su Mingyue's gaze, both of them filled with apprehension.

The horrific scene at Building 1 yesterday was heard by almost everyone in the community.

The man wasn't targeted because he had too many valuables; he was only targeted because he had a beautiful wife. The gang of thugs forcibly broke into his home and pushed him off the fifth floor.

In the instant of the fall, the man had an extremely strong will to survive. He desperately reached out and grabbed at the air conditioner unit, water pipes, and windowsill on the exterior wall to cushion the impact. Surprisingly, he did not die on the spot after landing, but only broke an arm and suffered some internal injuries.

But those people had no humanity whatsoever; seeing that the person hadn't died, they became even more excited and arrogant.

A group of people rushed downstairs laughing and joking, surrounded the seriously injured man, and beat and kicked him wantonly. They also used thin needles to prick his skin, pulled his hair, and used iron pliers to forcibly pull out his teeth. Their methods were so cruel that they were appalling.

Afterwards, they forced the couple to run downstairs in only their underwear for amusement, and they would torture whoever they caught in all sorts of ways.

The piercing screams, the woman's wailing, and the thugs' arrogant laughter echoed through the neighborhood for a long time, terrifying everyone and making them feel insecure.

Recalling those scenes, Li Jing'an felt a wave of fear.

Fortunately, my daughter got married and moved out long ago, so she doesn't have to suffer in this dangerous neighborhood.

I just don't know how my daughter is doing now! Are there any bad people in her neighborhood? Have they hurt her... This damn world!

In the apocalypse, people's hearts have completely collapsed, and neighborly affection is no longer worth anything.

No one can guarantee that when they open their door, they will be greeted by a group of people banding together for survival, or by wolves breaking into their homes.

Can we really avoid it by not opening the door?

These ordinary household security doors cannot withstand brute force. An axe and a few crowbars can smash them open in no time.

Yesterday, wasn't it the same family in Building 1 whose doors and windows were intact, yet they were still forcibly broken into?

But these words are all Wang Mian's side of the story, and it's hard to tell whether they are true or false. Who would dare to believe them so easily?

Li Jing'an suppressed his panic, quietly approached the security door, and squinted to look out through the peephole.

Wang Mian, standing outside the door, looked to be only in his early twenties. Despite his young age, he did not possess the ferocity and menacing aura of the thugs. His eyes were peaceful and clear, and his demeanor was open and honest. He did not seem like a person who had committed evil.

He composed himself and spoke in a deep voice through the door.

"Since you're the one saying these things, there's no proof. I don't dare believe you easily. To put it bluntly, what if you're actually in cahoots with those thugs and are deliberately trying to trick us into opening the door?"

Upon hearing a reply from inside, Wang Mian, who was outside the door, instantly showed a hint of joy and excitement on his face, and quickly and sincerely explained.

"Uncle Li, I'm really not one of them! If I were with them, I would have just led a group to break down the door and force my way in. Why would I bother talking to you so patiently?"

It's okay if you don't believe me, that's normal! But you should at least believe our security captain, right? He's an upright person with a very kind heart. Since the apocalypse began, many residents in the community have received his help and kindness.

"It was precisely because the captain was there that our relief association was able to gather over fifty people, band together for self-protection, and prevent those thugs from openly provoking us!"

After hearing this, Li Jing'an felt a little relieved.

He knew that security captain. Before the apocalypse, he was a very popular and kind person. Although he liked to have a stern face, he was always willing to lend a hand to anyone in need.

Even though he had some confidence in Wang Mian, he still didn't dare to open the door rashly. Even if Wang Mian was really a villain, even if he couldn't help but smash the door, at least he could live a little longer.

Li Jing'an stared intently at the cat's eye, watching Wang Mian's changing expression outside.

"Wang Mian, could you give me some time to think this over?"

A hint of worry flashed across Wang Mian's face, but he didn't press her. He nodded understandingly.

"Okay, Uncle Li, I understand. It's just that supplies are so scarce right now, and there are still many children in the relief association who are not getting enough to eat every day. They are still young and are the hope for the future of humanity. I hope you can deliver supplies as quickly as possible."

Also, if those people come to cause trouble, you can directly mention our relief association's name. We should be able to help you fend them off for now. Please consider it.

After Wang Mian finished speaking, he nodded politely, turned around, and slowly walked away, disappearing into the dimly lit corridor.

Li Jing'an waited for more than ten minutes without moving, confirming that there was truly only deathly silence left in the hallway, before turning around and returning to the living room to sit on the sofa.