That afternoon, Chen Luo gathered Fang Yu, Yang Xuan, the other two, and Su Dazhu, Mi Ling, Mi Li, and the others outside the villa.
"Split into two groups. Let's try to clear all one hundred villas in the complex this afternoon. Leave any occupied ones alone for now."
There were bound to be other survivors in the complex, and Chen Luo had no intention of driving them out for now.
For one thing, there was no need yet, and it would be utterly heartless. Driving them out would be practically the same as killing them.
Chen Luo wasn't so wicked that he would attack people who had never wronged him.
For another, what would the people around him think? Anyone with a decent moral compass would be chilled to see someone act so cold and ruthless.
He wouldn't need to drive them out. Once their supplies ran out, they would come out to scavenge on their own. They would either die at the hands of zombies or do fairly well for themselves.
Those who did well would have proven their capabilities. If they were suitable, Chen Luo wouldn't mind taking them in.
Suddenly, Chen Luo's keen hearing picked up the sound of vehicles. Someone was driving into the villa complex.
The vehicles sounded pretty heavy, too.
Chen Luo took a few steps and looked toward the sound, spotting two white buses entering the complex.
A group of people got off.
Seeing the figure at their head, Chen Luo muttered, "Holy crap, how did I forget about this massive simp?"
Chen Luo had struggled through twelve years of the Apocalypse in his previous life. It was like an ordinary person recalling things that had happened when they were nine. He remembered the important events and people.
But some things only