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Based on the patterns observed from Yun's Supermarket, sometimes it appears every week, other times it takes a month, but it has never been this long. While everyone was anxious, the membership card that had not disappeared became their only comfort. However, those who had never been to the supermarket held a skeptical attitude towards it; after all, the various rumors were too fantastical, and without witnessing it firsthand, it was hard to believe.
In a residence at Ning'an Base, Feng Ling, Zhou Xiaopang, Xiao Jue, and Wen Yu gathered together, gnawing on dry bread. There was no joy in their gathering; each of them sighed heavily. Zhou Xiaopang could no longer be called fat; in just a year, he had become half as wide as he used to be. Even during the apocalypse, he hadn’t lost weight, but after eating at Yun's Supermarket and thinking about food for a year, nothing tasted good anymore—he had turned into a skinny version of himself.
Zhou Xiaoshou grimaced and said, "Where is Miss Yun? My membership card is practically shining from rubbing it so much, yet there’s still no sign of her address."
Wen Yu took a bite of the hard, expired bread and swallowed it expressionlessly. It probably had something to do with not returning to the supermarket in time back then; those chains wrapped around him seemed to carry a sense of punishment.
Fake Kid Brother had also aged considerably over the year; there was a new scar on his cheek from a fight with Wei Shi. It added a touch of maturity to his already small face. He sighed and said, "We can endure this, but the captain..."
Feng Ling interjected, "The captain has gone out to hunt zombies again. Day and night, every time he thinks of Miss Yun, he goes out to kill. Even iron bodies can’t take that much. I saw blood on him yesterday; I don’t even know where he got hurt."
Although the captain was already at level nine, Yin Liangchen still liked to cause trouble for him. I worry that one day he might really get the captain into trouble; after all, that guy Ice Sealed is truly formidable.
Wen Yu shook his head. "If Miss Yun isn’t around, the captain won’t let himself go out. But I heard Yin Liangchen is still going solo, refusing to team up while repeatedly entering Wei Shi’s territory. His chances of running into danger are much higher."
At this point, no one spoke. The battle back then had seen all three major bases dispatch their strongest teams. Except for their own team coming out unscathed, Yin Liangchen’s and Ling Xue’s teams had suffered heavy losses.
That woman Ling Xue didn’t treat her teammates like people; she was merely a burden. After returning home, she quickly formed another team. As for Yin Liangchen—whether out of guilt or something else—he refused to take anyone with him on dangerous missions anymore; even Lian Yong from Peach Blossom Base couldn’t persuade him.
A team should be well-rounded and work together to ensure each other's safety. In their team, Shen Xingchuan was an attack-type lightning ability user; Feng Ling specialized in perception; Zhou Xiaoshou focused on defense; Xiao Jue was speed-oriented; and Wen Yu wielded water abilities—each complementing one another.
Yin Liangchen acted alone now and lost the support of his team, making his situation inherently more dangerous.
After finishing their bread, Xiao Jue suddenly asked, "Is the captain still keeping an eye on Ye Zhi?"
Feng Ling raised her hand and said, "I asked a bit yesterday, and it seems he has managed to recruit several Eighth Level Zombies. It's developed by Ye Zhi, specifically for use against Zombies above the Eighth Level, and it won't provoke them into fits of rage."
The captain remarked that judging by Ye Zhi's demeanor, he intended to rule among the Zombies. After all, no one wants to die; he wants to survive in another form. However, Wei Shi, who leads the group, has a deep grudge against him, so it’s unlikely he would stand on the opposite side of us.
Xiao Jue shook his head. "If the Zombies were to rule, it’s impossible to predict what the future of the world would look like. Are we really supposed to coexist peacefully with Zombies? Just thinking about it is insane."
Zhou Xiaoshou pulled out a black membership card with a red lip print and began rubbing it frantically. "I’ve already gone crazy! I want a seafood feast—roasted chicken, roasted duck, stir-fried greens—and wait, am I hallucinating?"
Zhou Xiaopang stared at the card as suddenly an address appeared on it, his eyes widening in shock. At that moment, a man who was frantically killing Zombies turned his gaze toward Wu Ming's Red Jade Ring.
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