When the three had just finished cremating the bodies and were preparing to leave the rooftop, Cheng Yao suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent. She stared fixedly at the office building opposite them, grabbed Zhao Tianlei by the arm, and exclaimed, "Tianlei, look! There are people in the building across from us, and they're waving at us."
Following Cheng Yao's gaze, they saw a group of people gathered in an office directly opposite their floor, constantly waving toward them. Although there was some distance between them, it was only the width of a road, so Zhao Tianlei could clearly see that the people inside seemed to be trying to attract their attention. Every one of them was even holding a bright strip of cloth and waving it.
Seeing that there were at least twenty people, Li Xuyang, standing beside Zhao Tianlei, could not help saying, "Brother, there seem to be a lot of people in that office across from us. Should we go over and save them?"
After hearing Li Xuyang, Zhao Tianlei said irritably, "Save them? Are you kidding? Do you know what kind of people they are? What if they're like those guys who trapped you in the small supermarket before—all a bunch of selfish bastards? Wouldn't that spell disaster for us?"
Cheng Yao hurriedly tried to persuade him. "But Tianlei, we haven't saved them, so how do we know what kind of people they are? Besides, there are dozens of them. If we don't go save them, they'll die sooner or later. Those are dozens of living people! When we left the school, didn't you say that you wanted to save survivors and establish a survivor base? To establish a survivor base, we'll need a lot of people. If you save them, they'll definitely be