Hearing Li Yahong say that, prison really was a good place to defend against Zombies.
It was built far from Residential Areas, and Prison Guards and the like were equipped with guns and ammunition.
There was also the possibility that the prison had its own power system and had never lost electricity at all.
Thinking about it that way, a place like that really was a good option.
"You're planning to go there?"
Li Yahong nodded. "Yeah. That was the plan before, but we're still considering it now."
Wu Heng definitely would not go looking for some survivor camp. Going there would only make things unpleasant for himself.
Still, he hoped to have some living people under his command.
They could help with work the skeletons could not do, or at least bring a little sense of life.
Wu Heng did not say much else and led the army onward.
Whenever they passed places where traffic accidents had severely blocked the road, he had the three-meter-tall "Big Guy" Zombie move the wrecked vehicles aside so the electric tricycle could continue forward.
As they traveled, they spotted the sign for a gas station ahead.
Wu Heng said to Xiaoxiao, who was lying on his shoulder, "Xiaoxiao, go check whether the gas station is dangerous, especially inside the buildings."
"Okay!" Xiaoxiao floated into the air and quickly flew into the distance.
Before long, Xiaoxiao flew back from afar.
"There are only some Zombies. Nothing strange."
"Let me take a look." Wu Heng was still uneasy and planned to see for himself.
Xiaoxiao snorted and slipped into his body.
The situation at the gas station appeared in his mind.
Two private cars were parked beside the fuel pumps. A few scattered Zombies wandered back and forth across the open space, while there was