The virus vaccine is under development, and rescue efforts are being effectively organized in all regions. Please do not give up hope. Victory will always belong to us.
Avoid densely populated areas, avoid making too much noise, and pay attention to whether drinking water sources have been infected by the virus...
This is not the end of the world! This is not humanity's end!
Do not give up hope. We can rebuild our homes.
Amid the crackling of electric current came a message that repeated over and over.
It encouraged everyone to stay alive and not give up.
Find every possible way to survive and wait for rescue.
Wu Heng looked in surprise at the modified radio recorder before him.
Naturally, he knew it was not a recording, but information received through the radio.
Normal communications had long since failed. Only this method could maintain contact with the outside world.
"They really do have a clear destination."
In other words, the reason these survivors had risked fleeing outside was that they must have contacted some Gathering Place beyond this area.
There was a better living environment there.
But clearly, they had failed. They had failed at this intersection.
"Are they the army uncles?" Xiaoxiao floated around once before asking curiously.
"Mm." Wu Heng nodded.
"Are we going to find them? They'll protect us then." Xiaoxiao floated down and lay on his shoulder as she spoke.
This...
Wu Heng glanced at the skeletons outside the bus, unsure how to answer.
If he had been alone and had not become a Necromancer,
he would naturally have hoped to receive the protection of a Rescue Team or the military.
But now, it was hard to say.
How was he supposed to explain his skeletons?
How was he supposed to explain the other