The survivors avoided the sunlight and tried not to go near direct sunlight.

They huddled in the corner, burying their heads in their knees, not daring to make even a sound.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from nowhere, rolling up several fallen flower pots and knocking them gently at the feet of the survivors.

The man shuddered and buried his head deeper.

"Okay, the danger has passed, let's leave quickly."

When he heard the captain's voice ringing in his ears, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He raised his head, his eyelids trembled slightly, and when he was about to open them, he felt someone tug on his lower back.

He was about to say something, but suddenly thought of a possibility, his face changed, and he buried his head back stiffly.

"Why aren't you still moving? It's getting late. If you go back late, the food rations won't be your share!"

The captain laughed and cursed.

He turned a deaf ear, but his clenched hands were shaking slightly.

"Move! Why don't you move! Move quickly!!!"

The captain's voice gradually became irritable, almost turning into the roar of some kind of monster. A terrifying sense of oppression came from all directions, almost crushing him!

Persist! You must persevere!

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly no matter what he was feeling, without any thought of prying in his mind.

In the end, the sound seemed to be tired, and slowly died away, and the surrounding area returned to silence.

After about another fifteen minutes, he dared to raise his head and open his eyes to look around. An indescribable figure appeared in front of him, quickly occupying his entire field of vision!

He is dead.

Only then did the four remaining survivors dare to open their eyes.

The captain looked at the young man's corpse with wide eyes and extremely distorted face, and sighed.

"He shouldn't have responded."

The outcome was already doomed as early as when he responded to the voice and reacted, and his thought of escaping from danger was nothing more than a wonderful illusion.

Although the captain noticed that his movements were wrong and pulled him, it was of no avail. A young life eventually disappeared in this dilapidated corner.

"Remember, when you encounter [Nameless Wind Breath], you must not have any thoughts! Don't have any reaction!"

Others said yes again and again with lingering fears. Finally, they simply cleaned up the young man's body, wrapped it in a black robe, set it on fire, and quickly left the place.

We did not encounter many dangers on the rest of the way. Zombies are not common in the city now. Qishan City has been recovered, and most of the zombies have been either eliminated or expelled, making it a rare paradise for humans in the apocalypse.
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It's a pity that the drastic change happened and everything was ruined.

They came to a large gymnasium and were about to open the secret door to enter when they saw a man in black robes walking from the ruins on the corner of the street.

The captain waved his arms and whispered: "Come in quickly, it will be dark soon!"
Chapter completed!