The two guards only blinked twice, and she was already at the entrance, moving with astonishing speed.
They stared blankly at the zombie corpses strewn behind Su Qiao, then at the blood-smeared baseball bat in her hand. For a long while, they couldn't recover from their shock.
"Open the door!"
The man and woman guarding the entrance finally reacted. They hurriedly undid the iron chain securing the door and opened it.
Su Qiao tossed aside the bat and walked in with her large backpack on her back.
The man quickly reached out to stop her. "Wait. Before you go in, we have to check whether you have any wounds."
Su Qiao took a step back, her little face cold. "Do you think I'd let a zombie touch me?"
"B-but if zombie blood splashed onto a small wound, that could also..." the woman cut in fearfully.
Su Qiao turned her head and fixed her cool, dark eyes on her. "Do you see a single drop of zombie blood on me?"
"N-no."
Su Qiao was wearing black sportswear, so it was actually impossible to see anything clearly, but the woman didn't dare say so.
Su Qiao looked at the two of them. "Then can I leave?"
The man hesitated for a moment before nodding. "You can."
After receiving a definite answer, Su Qiao paid no attention to the people poking their heads out on the first floor and went straight up the escalator.
After Su Qiao, covered in a chilling aura, left, everyone began whispering among themselves.
"Didn't they say this girl was an idiot?"
"What idiot? She isn't stupid at all. She just doesn't like talking. It was all nonsense spread by her uncle and aunt."
"Speaking of that, I remember her awful aunt. Ugh, even thinking about her now makes