Si Nan ran back, grabbed the iron ladder, and leaped cleanly into the rear compartment, looking puzzled and scanning everyone. Chun Cao put down her submachine gun, gripping her adoptive father’s hand: “Can you not speak as if any Omega would want you? We’re the least likely to find an Omega in this car,” Chun Cao commented.
The armored vehicle rumbled across the road surface, with zombies on both sides turning their heads at the sound, driving towards the dilapidated and desolate B City.
“When you said ‘least’, did you include our temporary worker, Xiao Si?” Zhou Rong asked.
Zhang Yingjie, sitting in the passenger seat checking the road conditions, turned back and laughed, “Don’t you get it, Brother Rong? Good-looking Betas are the most popular among Omegas, talking about being considerate, gentle, and mutually respectful…”
Zhou Rong pointed at Si Nan dissatisfied, “Where does he look gentle? Where does he show respect?!”
Si Nan hugged an Uzi submachine gun in his arms, leaning his head against the shaking car wall with his eyes closed, not even showing any intention of speaking.
“Si Xiao Nan is probably also tough,” Chun Cao objectively evaluated, “The most findable would be either Yan Hao or Xiang Zi. Yan Hao, well, no need to say more, with a good face that’s welcome everywhere, possessing a deep and melancholic campus heartthrob quality, absolutely meeting the Omegas’ requirements for gentleness and respect.”
Yan Hao holding the steering wheel, politely said, “Thank you for the organization’s affirmation.”
Zhou Rong, Yan Hao, Zhang Yingjie, and Ding Shi, who had been laughing and silent, simultaneously changed their expressions: “Don’t mention—!”
But it was too late.
Guo Weixiang turned back, slowly saying, “I knew you recruited me for this…”
“Having an episode again,” Zhou Rong said helplessly.
“In what way am I holding the team back? Tell me?”
Guo Weixiang was emotionally excited, full of grief, pointing his finger at each person’s face in the car. Si Nan, who was originally sitting next to him, had silently moved three feet away, now sitting beside Ding Shi, maintaining exactly the same posture of arms crossed and feigning sleep, even the angle of his tilted head unchanged.
