The woman froze for a moment, then protested, "I... I never said I wanted to leave."
Unfortunately, she lacked conviction. Anyone could tell she was putting on a brave front.
"The food and water here won't last you a lifetime." Zhao Xun smiled, his gaze sweeping over the instant noodle packets, empty self-heating meal boxes, and empty water bottles littering the floor. "Are you sure you don't intend to leave?"
Hesitation crossed the woman's face.
Zhao Xun really was the first human she had encountered since becoming trapped here.
If she missed this opportunity, she had no idea whether she would ever meet anyone else.
She knew perfectly well that she couldn't escape on her own.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been trapped here for half a month.
If she never encountered anyone else after Zhao Xun left, she would have to stay here until her food and water ran out and she starved to death.
Seeing her hesitation and anxiety, Zhao Xun added, "Besides, I broke the lock. You can't keep hiding here."
Only then did the woman remember the strange noise she had heard earlier.
She looked at the lock and finally noticed the blackened patch around it.
The woman was speechless.
With the lock broken, she couldn't stay even if she wanted to.
She looked back at Zhao Xun and asked uneasily, "Are... are you really a good person?"
"How many bad people volunteer that they're bad?" Zhao Xun countered, raising an eyebrow.
"You're... you're making me even more worried!" The woman looked ready to cry.
She actually wanted to leave. Staying here meant starving to death sooner or later. More importantly, humans were social animals, and spending so long alone had left her on the verge of a breakdown.
But in a zombie apocalypse where danger lurked