Qin Mingyue's words were decisive and insightful.
"I agree." The Fatty finally came to his senses.
Old Zhang, the guard, let out a wail. "Poor me! I've got elders above me and children below me—how am I supposed to live?"
"Can we leave?" Zhang Yang gripped the wooden spear in his hand and spoke with unquestionable resolve. At any time, laying down one's weapon was foolish, even if that weapon was nothing more than a simple wooden spear.
"But if we do that, won't charging out like this just be suicide? Although those—Cauliflower-Heads don't attack on their own." Qin Mingyue spoke in a low, rapid voice while surveying the street outside, which had once again become crowded with traffic and bustling with activity.
"Staying here is obviously a dead end. We need to charge out and find a defensible location as quickly as possible. Everyone, you absolutely mustn't let your guard down. You'd better treat these Cauliflower-Head brains like the zombies in Resident Evil. Breaking free from their pursuit and blockade won't be any easier than fighting our way out of Zombie Siege."
Zhang Yang spoke in a deep voice while rapidly scanning their surroundings. The school's classroom buildings were certainly not easy to defend, and as for escaping the city, they might as well stop dreaming. This ultimately wasn't ordinary Biohazard Mode, and these Cauliflower-Heads weren't ordinary zombies either.
"We can't hesitate any longer. We have to hurry. If those Cauliflower-Head brains realize that a murder has taken place in the Guard Room, we won't be able to leave."
Zhang Yang's gaze fell on Qin Mingyue. He had to convince this strong-willed fellow.
"You didn't need to kill him just now. Maybe this is merely some strange disease."
Qin Mingyue unexpectedly said this at such a moment.
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