"Zombie horde?!" Cheng Xianguo instinctively felt his heart turn cold and asked, "The 'zombie horde' you mentioned refers to...?"
"A group of zombies gathered together for some reason. They instinctively move toward places with lots of people." Shang Jiudi suddenly spoke up, answering the question in Chu Han's stead.
She did not know that the three people she had just met had already developed loyalty toward Chu Han. She simply did not want to tell others that zombies had heat-sensing abilities. It was an instinctive form of protection toward Chu Han. She did not understand how Chu Han knew so much, nor did she want to. Even she herself had not noticed that she was gradually going against certain principles and beginning to think wholly in Chu Han's interests.
Chu Han gave her a rather surprised look. Countless thoughts spun through his mind, but in the end, he still could not figure out Shang Jiudi's intentions. He only found this woman strange, unpredictable.
"A zombie horde?!" Cheng Xianguo and the other two widened their eyes.
"Wh-where?" Yuezi swallowed, his tone tense and his smile especially stiff. "The horde isn't heading this way, is it?"
Chu Han's gaze dimmed slightly. "I'm very sorry, but it's heading exactly this way."
Chu Han's words plunged the room into deathly silence.
The Fresh Fruit Base was located in an extremely awkward spot. They had initially chosen this place because of the large park ahead. Not every residential complex had such a vast green belt; once cleared, it could be used for farming. Moreover, this neighborhood had been left behind by the civilized era. It was familiar to people, and not everyone was willing to give up such a good environment to live in tents out in the wilderness.
But if a zombie horde broke