The Undead

Zheng racked his brain but couldn’t find anything suitable for him to do, and finally could only have him wash some light clothes with Wu Xinyan. They didn’t even dare to let him wash the special forces’ clothes, as their Alpha masking agents only lasted two months and were now gradually losing effectiveness. They were afraid the residual pheromones on the clothes might trigger an early heat for Omegas – Zhou Rong felt helpless and could only squat by the river every day, smoking and scrubbing T-shirts.

They traveled south along the small towns by the highway, passing through Hebei and taking a route through Wuhan, trying to avoid zombie-congested highways and densely populated major cities. Whenever they passed a village, Zhou Rong would personally lead a team to search for survival supplies and sometimes rescue survivors. However, as time passed, the food they could collect and the number of people they could rescue became fewer and fewer because fewer and fewer living people remained.

The group of people brought out from the fertilizer factory, along with survivors rescued along the way, now formed a team of over seventy people. Zhou Rong said that if they entered a large town, they could definitely find more living people. However, they no longer had the time or ability to venture deep into high-risk areas to search for more survivors. No one knew if the original antibodies in their possession were stable enough or how much longer they would be effective.

If the South China Sea base was indeed waiting for them, and their journey delayed the critical moment of antiviral research, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yan Hao lay behind the cover, squinting and looking through the sight at a zombie forty meters away: “Captain.” A soft whoosh, and the zombie fell.

Zhou Rong: “What?”

“I’ve been thinking for a long time,” Yan Hao said seriously, “I think you really need an Omega.”

Zhou Rong: “…Why?”

“You’ve been single for too long, your internal fire is strong, and your endocrine system is clearly having problems. Last time you almost suffocated Spring Grass while urinating in the grass. And last night, you pretended to be asleep to cuddle with Xiao Si, who avoided you several times…”

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