The air was permeated with a scent that spoke of a long absence of inhabitants, and dust lay everywhere.
"Hehe"
The low growl of a zombie came from the bedroom.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone exchanged looks. They hadn't closed the door, and logically, the sound of it breaking should have lured the zombie out, so why was it still inside?
"Be careful, I'll take the front."
Old Zhou, holding a shield, walked toward the dim bedroom. Even though Zhu Cheng had said it was just an ordinary zombie, the fact it didn't come out upon hearing the noise suggested there might be a problem.
For everyone's safety, he had to be cautious.
As he cautiously entered the bedroom, he could vaguely see a figure lying on the bed, but the tightly drawn curtains blocked out the sunlight, obscuring whatever it was.
He drew back the curtains.
The scene became instantly awkward.
Dong Jia and Ye Qian gaped, their expressions stunned.
"This…"
