Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 152 The Person Who Drawn the Zombies

"You little brat, you see a promising talent and you want to recruit them into your team? You have no shame." Liao Zian gave him a disdainful look.

Last time, he snatched away that kid named Li Jin first.

“Brother Jiang is so lucky to have a girlfriend like that. I’m from Wucheng, how come I don’t have one?” Pei Mao honestly changed his form of address. “When this woman fights zombies, she’s so cool. Even the zombie dogs that pass by get hit with a stick.”

At this moment, Song Jinhe was wiping the blood off her knife with a cloth torn from the zombie's body.

Those cool, sword-sheathing scenes on TV after a fight are fake. If you don't secretly wipe the blood clean, the sword will be ruined in no time.

Although the chaotic scene last night made it difficult to see people, her agile movements still earned her a place among the core combat force.

"I didn't know you could be this strong without talent! I feel like I can do it again!"

Looking into the other person's sincere eyes, Song Jinhe remained silent for a few seconds, "If you don't have talent, then you have no talent for playing style."

Lacking talent, she simply stayed in the background.

On the way back, passing by the clinic, Song Jinhe learned that Uncle Li had also been sick the night before. He couldn't go out because of the many insects, and by the time he came to the clinic in the morning, he already had a low-grade fever.

Since she and Qi Sixing had taken off their protective suits and it was inconvenient for them to enter the ward, they learned about the situation from outside.

Li Jin sat quietly on the plastic chair, her anxious expression betraying her age.

"I received news that the lab has a solution."

Upon hearing Song Jinhe's words, he suddenly looked up, his face filled with surprise and delight. "Really?"

“Really.” Song Jinhe nodded.

Previous treatments only addressed the symptoms, not the root cause. Normally, the development of a specific drug wouldn't be this fast. It seems to be related to biological mutations and zombie viruses. There was already relevant research data and progress, but she didn't know the specifics.

This news brought a sigh of relief to everyone. Every day there were deaths from severe illness, and despair permeated every treatment center. Now there was finally hope, at least the situation would not worsen.

The first thing Song Jinhe did upon returning to the villa was to take a shower and go to sleep. She didn't even eat anything before collapsing onto the bed in a relaxed, reclining position.

After fighting zombies all night, the space has only increased a little bit, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to expand.

As I was still half asleep, the door was gently opened, and Jiang Shi'an returned.

He was clean and looked no different from when he left home, except that his beautiful eyes showed a hint of fatigue.

Song Jinhe sat up. "You haven't been sleeping at all these past few days, have you?"

"I took a short break in between." Jiang Shi'an smiled slightly and walked towards the bathroom.

After so many days, everyone could finally get a good night's sleep. The blackout curtains were drawn, and the air conditioning in the room was kept at 25 degrees Celsius, just right for sleeping. Song Jinhe only remembered that the sound of water stopped, the empty space next to her was replaced by a familiar scent, and then a deep sleepiness.

I woke up hungry after a few blinks, and it was already past 3 p.m.

Jiang Shi'an was still resting; this was the first time he had woken up later than her.

My eyes, which were still a little blurry, were instantly cleared when I saw the faint outline of her collarbone visible under the clothes next to me.

Well, with long, thick eyelashes, she loses the usual precision and meticulousness, and gains a touch of elegance and languor.

Her eyes involuntarily darted around—no, wait, it's not like she's never seen abs before. Song Jinhe quietly closed the door, rushed to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, grabbed some food, and heated it up.

I learned from Zhang Yi that the special medicine developed in the laboratory has been put into use, but resources are limited, and the residents of the base will be allocated first. Uncle Li's condition has also stabilized.

In a little while, the base will begin spraying an agent targeting the mutated insects, spreading outwards from the central area.

"Will the medicine kill those insects?" Zhuang Ting asked.

Song Jinhe: "It's impossible to completely eliminate them, but the number of insects will start to decrease. As long as there is a treatment method, we won't be helpless when we encounter the same situation in the future."

Suddenly, the manual doorbell rang outside.
It was Gu Huai who arrived. He looked like he had just rested for a few hours after a fierce battle. "Is Brother Jiang here?"

"Rest in the rooms upstairs." Song Jinhe pointed to the stairs. "What happened?"

"No, not at all." Gu Huai shook his head. He looked at Song Jinhe, then at the ceiling, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, his eyes filled with shock.

Unexpectedly, the person who couldn't get up was Brother Jiang.
He cleared his throat. "The North Second District, the temporary accommodations, and the corpses outside the wall have all been cleared. However, the commotion last night was too great, and zombies from further away are likely already on their way."

As they were talking, light footsteps came from the wooden stairs. Jiang Shi'an naturally sat down next to Song Jinhe and took the sandwich she offered.

“Don’t you have a patrol team under your command?” He looked at Gu Huai.

"Yes, it's already been arranged. I've also sent people to check. There were bloodstains and internal organs on the road in the direction the zombies came from yesterday. We haven't found the person who lured the zombies there."

At this point, Gu Huai's gaze turned serious.

"The insect plague and the man-made zombie horde have caused significant casualties. A cure has been developed, and survivors outside can now enter the base through the normal assessment process. Yesterday, many people helped the base fight off the zombies, but..."

"The person who lured the zombies here is among that group of survivors," Jiang Shi'an continued.

“That’s right, you really can guess everything.” Gu Huai explained, “The entry and exit management has been particularly strict during this period, making it easy to check, except for people from outside.”

"Unless we find out who did this, none of the survivors outside can come in."

“If we don’t let people in, the person who did this might continue to cause trouble, unless they die,” Song Jinhe said.

It's impossible to keep watch over such a vast area outside the base.

If such zombie hordes continue to occur, the base's resources will be exhausted.

Gu Huai tacitly agreed with Song Jinhe's words, "Some people in the base have already decided to kill."

Everyone understood what he meant: if they couldn't find the person, their murderous intent was naturally to kill the innocent rather than let the guilty go free.

How can the people inside sleep if they leave those who attract zombie hordes outside alive?

"This afternoon, the survivors outside were taken to the side of the North Second District and placed under surveillance," Gu Huai added.

"After all, the base used to be a shelter, and this practice is too cruel. So for now, it's just being monitored. If they can't find the person, someone might take action behind the scenes later."

Others might not stop him, and neither would he. After living in the apocalypse for so long, the little humanity and morality that remained was very necessary, but this concerned the lives of many more people in the base.

So, he came here to ask if there was any way to find the person who was causing the zombies, such as the neurological drugs in the laboratory.

Jiang Shi'an: "The laboratory doesn't have all the materials. What you want can only be produced as a limited, stripped-down version."