In his previous life, Chen Jing, that two-faced schemer, had run off with all of Chen Luo and Su Dazhu's supplies, right when both men were injured.
By then, all the zombies had evolved to level 1, and some had even begun evolving to level 2. Nearly all the easily accessible supplies had been taken, too.
Chen Luo and Su Dazhu had suffered badly.
Then a man as swift as the wind appeared-Brother Feng.
Su Dazhu and Jiang Feng were on good terms. After work, Su Dazhu often teamed up with Jiang Feng to play games.
Jiang Feng also frequently ran into Su Dazhu while delivering takeout.
Jiang Feng was a decent guy who valued loyalty, and he let Chen Luo tag along as well.
Relying on his speed, Jiang Feng drew the zombies away while Chen Luo and Su Dazhu gathered supplies.
Jiang Feng took half, and Chen Luo and Su Dazhu split the other half. Chen Luo had no objections. After all, Jiang Feng took the greatest risk.
But just a few days later, Jiang Feng died. Drawing zombies away with speed like that was dancing on a knife's edge.
He couldn't afford a single mistake. If a zombie hit and injured him, he was done for.
Back then, Chen Luo hadn't even known how Jiang Feng had fallen. He only heard a scream before zombies surrounded him.
Chen Luo gritted his teeth and prepared to try drawing the zombies away to help Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng was already dead.
His death had been gruesome. The zombies tore him apart and divided him among themselves.
Chen Luo hadn't expected to encounter Jiang Feng now. If they hadn't been acquaintances, Chen Luo wouldn't have stopped the Dharma King at all. He would have let him bite Jiang Feng