It seemed that the screams of Ryoichi Kawasuke and the others had attracted all the nearby zombies.
There were at least two or three thousand of them by the looks of it. The ordinary survivors screamed in terror on the spot.
Without Ryoichi Kawasuke and the other three evolvers, how could they possibly hold back several thousand zombies?
Jiang Siming clearly had no bleeding-heart desire to help them. He simply got into his own vehicle, intending to leave in style.
From Ryoichi Kawasuke's memories, he had learned quite a few pieces of good news. All the gold from Yokohama Bank had been hidden by the military in a secret base—at least fifty tons of it.
Moreover, there was a T3 Zombie in Yokohama.
Jiang Siming planned to loot all the gold in the base first, then go to Yokohama to find the T3 Zombie.
"Mr. Ming, are you leaving? Could you help us? We can't handle this many zombies."
Mihara Junko pleaded helplessly with Jiang Siming. Her ability could only repair objects, giving her no combat ability whatsoever.
Jiang Siming hesitated briefly before stopping the vehicle.
"If you want to leave, get in."
Jiang Siming did not dislike Mihara Junko, the twin-tailed girl. Although she was always infatuated with him, at least she meant him no harm.
"But if I leave, what will happen to everyone else?"
Mihara Junko glanced at the trembling crowd of ordinary people, unable to bear it.
"Are they related to you?"
"No, but they're survivors our team took in and supported," Mihara Junko answered honestly.
"Then why are you worrying about so many people? The one thing this world has no shortage of now is compassion. Your abilities are limited, and you can't help them. Get in."
"B-but can I bring Sister Yuko with me?