The Bus jolted along, and the vehicles behind it dared not fall behind.
Even the people on bicycles stood up to pedal, sweat pouring down their faces, but not one of them dared stop for even a moment.
Behind them, the people from that convoy had caught up and kept shouting that they wanted to cooperate.
At their heels, the zombie tide had fully formed.
A dense, dark mass surged forward like a tidal wave, engulfing the slower people fleeing at the rear of that convoy.
Even then, the zombie tide showed no sign of stopping.
Instead, the zombies ran faster and faster, chasing the convoy ahead in relentless waves.
"Cheng Rong, wake Blind Cheng up!"
Lin Yi hurriedly turned his head and shouted.
Cheng Rong was pale with fright. She quickly nodded, then ran over to shake the drunken Blind Cheng.
"Slap his face! If that doesn't work, pour water over his head!"
Lin Yi glanced at the rearview mirror, his expression growing grimmer.
Damn it.
What convoy was this? Were they trying to drag us down with them because they were about to die?
Cheng Rong understood how serious things were. Without another word, she brought over a basin of water and dumped it straight over Blind Cheng's head.
"Who... who was that? What's going on?"
Blind Cheng clearly still wasn't fully awake.
Lin Yi hurriedly shouted, "Stop fucking sleeping! We're in trouble! Get ready to climb onto the roof and fight!"
Only then did Blind Cheng sober up a little.
He got up and rubbed his temples. Ignoring his muddled head, he immediately asked what was happening.
Lin Yi kept it brief. "We've run into a zombie tide. Some bastard convoy behind us wants to drag us to our deaths. Get on the roof and give them