Zombies Could Evolve

The post pinned, highlighted in red, and bolded on the forum contained the application requirements.

First, minors, active-duty soldiers, and veterans would receive priority admission.

Second, those with special skills would receive priority.

Third, women under twenty-eight, who had never given birth, were in good health, and were attractive could apply.

Note: Adult men could bring two family members into the shelter, while women had no accompanying slots.

After reading those requirements,

everyone exploded!

"Why can men bring two family members while women can't bring anyone? Isn't that blatant gender discrimination?"

"What kind of bullshit requirements are these? Was the person who made them some disgusting maggot?"

"Heh, women have to be childless and good-looking. It's obvious they're being brought in as breeding tools. You people actually dare enter a shelter like that?"

"What a trash shelter. Even if I died outside, starved to death, froze to death, or got eaten by zombies, I still wouldn't enter that shelter!"

"Can't there be some flexibility for people without special talents? I've always worked at a state-owned enterprise. I really don't know how to do anything!"

"Brothers, sigh... My application wasn't approved. I feel awful."

"What's there to feel awful about? Even though your application wasn't approved, you can still kill zombies and trade crystal cores with the Star-Level Shelter for supplies."

"Fuck! I only had two abortions—I never even gave birth! Why didn't my application pass? Who hasn't loved a scumbag when they were young?"

Those who met the requirements

had already begun filling out the application forms and hitting submit.

Those who did not meet them cursed loudly.

They could only vent their anger and fear this way.

Besides the application requirements,

the forum also had sections for finding relatives and survival.

Noah compiled an apocalypse survival guide and pinned it in the survival section.

It included zombie weaknesses and the uses of crystal cores,

as well as basic information on finding water sources and identifying wild plants and animals.

Some of those far from Donghai City had already begun carefully reading the survival guide.

Zombies were a virus transmitted through blood and saliva. From infection to onset, it took no more than twenty-four hours.

Elementary Zombies feared water. Try to find shelter near a water source.

During the day, zombies were slowed by sunlight and moved relatively slowly. At night, their sense of smell and hearing became keen, so do not go outside.

A zombie's energy came from the crystal core in its head. If you wished to kill one, cut off its head directly.

This survival guide brought sudden realization to many people.

Some sharp-eyed users immediately asked,

"Elementary Zombies? Does that mean the current zombies are only elementary, and there will be intermediate and advanced ones?"

"No way, zombies can evolve?"

"We can't even deal with Elementary Zombies right now. If they really can evolve... wouldn't humanity be doomed?"

"To be fair, this guide is really useful. If we'd known earlier... my comrades wouldn't have had to die."

"Am I the only one curious about who the Decision Maker of the Star-Level Shelter is? They not only have powerful defenses and so many supplies, but can also release a guide like this. They seem like some kind of god!"

"What's the use of being curious? Didn't you see the photos posted by the shelter people? Heavy Metal is everywhere. Whoever built the shelter must have been extremely wealthy and influential before the apocalypse."

Although most people did not meet the shelter's application requirements,

they now had this survival guide

and could trade zombie crystal cores for supplies.

It was as though hope had been rekindled in everyone!

As for the foul and chaotic remarks on the forum,

Noah quickly discovered them and muted their authors.

Just as everyone was discussing things fervently,

in Donghai City's Villa District,

inside the Underground Shelter,

it was called a shelter, but it was actually just a cellar.

It had merely been dug deeper, covering around two hundred square meters.

Yang Wei sat in a circle with more than twenty classmates from his class.

They were eating compressed biscuits.

The compressed biscuits did not taste bad.

However, for convenience, Yang Wei's family had only stocked a small amount of dried fruit, vegetables, and rice in this shelter.

Most of it was compressed biscuits!

And they had not prepared any water.

The only two bottles of mineral water in the cellar sat before them.

Once they were gone, there would be no more.

After eating the compressed biscuits, everyone's throats felt dry.

Yet no one dared ask for water.

Everyone knew that the two bottles of mineral water before them were for saving lives...

"Ugh, my throat feels like it's on fire."

The Class Beauty swallowed the compressed biscuit in her mouth with difficulty.

She complained pointedly.

Given her relationship with Yang Wei, the Class Beauty had fully expected him to hand her the mineral water directly.

The result left her stunned.

"Enough. Whose throat isn't dry?"

"You should be grateful you have something to eat. Why are you still being so picky?"

Yang Wei showed no regard for their past relationship.

The others also began criticizing her to curry favor with Yang Wei.

"It's already good enough that Wei Ge was willing to take us in. You still want things to be like before?"

"It's the apocalypse. Just make do. If Wei Ge hadn't agreed, you'd be in some zombie's stomach by now!"

"Yeah. The people still outside don't even have a bite to eat. They're too busy hiding from zombies. How could they be as relaxed as us? You should be content!"

Their words came one after another,

leaving the Class Beauty too afraid to say anything more.

At that moment, someone thought of Li Chen.

"I wonder how Li Chen is doing now. Sigh, Wei Ge kindly called him yesterday, but he couldn't even be bothered to respond."

"Wei Ge was even willing to let go of their old grudge and invite him over. He's the one who chose to court death."

"Heh, Li Chen has probably already been torn apart and eaten by zombies. Who told him to oppose Wei Ge? He brought it on himself!"

No matter what they had thought of Li Chen before,

everyone now instinctively mocked him to flatter Yang Wei.

Before the apocalypse,

Yang Wei had been a rich second-generation heir. His family was in real estate and filthy rich.

That was why Yang Wei's family could dig out a cellar and establish a shelter.

Everyone knew

that if Yang Wei had not considered their status as classmates, he definitely would not have let them hide here with him.

Although this shelter was made of concrete,

at least it looked relatively safe.

Moreover, Yang Wei's family had hired bodyguards to stand guard nearby.

That gave everyone a sense of security.

While everyone was talking, the School Beauty beside them lowered her head in silence.

She had been rescued by Yang Wei's bodyguards yesterday.

At first, she had wanted to go to an official shelter.

Who would have thought that after braving countless hardships to reach it,

she would find that the official shelter had already fallen.

There were only zombies inside, no living people!

With no other choice, she followed Yang Wei's bodyguards here.

Hearing everyone mention Li Chen, a trace of worry appeared on the School Beauty's face.

"Should I send Li Chen another message?" the School Beauty asked softly.

"Heh, all the signals are down now. Even if you send one, Li Chen won't receive it!"

"Wei Ge is magnanimous, but I still think it wouldn't be appropriate to let Li Chen come here."

The other classmates immediately objected.