We're Just a Bunch of Kids...

Fang Zheng soon found out what Umbrella was planning.

Not long after their yacht entered the inland sea, they received a radio signal.

"Hey, can you hear us? Apocalypse, we need rescue! We've made it to the Dock and are currently in Warehouse Twenty-Three! Help us! There are very dangerous Mutated Zombies here! We've lit a smoke signal, so if you see it, please save us!!"

It had to be said, it really did sound convincing.

Listening to the plea for help over the radio, Fang Zheng exchanged a discreet glance with Little Black, who mischievously winked at him. Clearly, both of them knew what was going on. But just because they knew did not mean Rea and the others did. After drifting at sea for so many days without seeing a single survivor, they were incredibly excited to suddenly hear someone respond.

"Mr. Fang Zheng! Let's hurry and save them!!"

"Of course. That's what I came here for."

Fang Zheng gave Rea and the others a meaningful look, but did not choose this moment to douse them with cold water. There were many things that were better experienced firsthand by these worldly innocent children than explained by him. Besides, although they had been through quite a lot already, zombies were, after all, simple enemies. Humans... were often far from simple.

"Then Little Black, Rea, Kuru, get ready. Come with me to 'rescue' them."

At that, Fang Zheng paused before looking toward Xia Shi.

"Xia Shi, you'll stay on the yacht with the others... If any trouble arises... you know what to do."

"Of course, Brother Fang Zheng."

Xia Shi nodded at Fang Zheng's words. Unlike Rea and Kuru, the Cursed Children born in the Pitch-Black World were most familiar with human malice. Perhaps Gastrea were merely visible threats to