Chapter 1090

Park the fighter jet, come down.

Yun Tian also looked somewhat surprised at the crowd before him.

Although he had seen some survivor gatherings in Long An while following troops out, a sight like this truly startled him.

If one were to say the survivors in Long An and even near Wangjiang were relatively badly off, then these people are beyond horrible, impossible to look at.

Those numb, hunger-filled eyes were like a pile of walking corpses.

The crowd moved slowly.

After seeing Lin An and the others come down, the endless survivors, as if looking at aliens, slowly approached.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't contacted the outside world for too long, or perhaps hunger had consumed all their thoughts.

In that eerie silence, they merely kept approaching, shuffling their steps.

Several seconds later.

Looking at the woman holding a child closest to him, Yun Tian seemed to think of something, hesitated a moment, then pulled a compressed biscuit from his waist.

Lin Dui said coming here to gather intel and give some food should be the quickest way, right?

With good intentions.

However, before he could hand over the biscuit and say hello,

In an instant, those numb eyes seemed to suddenly light up; that desire bursting from their bones was almost unimaginable to come from human eyes!

"Gulugulu.. gulugulu!"

The dense, scalp‑numbing sound of gulping saliva rose in unison; the next second the crowd surged forward, pairs of gaunt black hands frantically reaching toward him!

"Put it away!"

I've never seen such a scene.

Without waiting for Yun Tian to regain his composure, Lin An's eyes flashed with solemnity and he shouted directly.

But taking it back was now meaningless; as if smelling the biscuit's scent, the crowd opened their mouths and desperately shoved forward, howling incessantly like zombies.

"Give it to me!!"

"Give it to me!!"

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, Lin An released a wisp of aura upon seeing this; stepping forward, in an instant a precise thrust sent the crowd flying helter‑skelter.

At the same time, the well‑coordinated Xiong Hanzi also realized he needed to scare the crowd away.

All that could be seen was him letting out an angry roar, his eyes wide open with fury:

"Get lost back!!"

There was no time to explain anything; both knew that once the crowd charged, with their reason utterly destroyed by food, their madness would be no better than that of zombies.

He panted heavily; a few seconds later Yun Tian looked with lingering fear at the crowd that had come to its senses, his eyes still unsettled by shock.

Lucky, I just barely avoided making a big mistake.

Actually it's not entirely his fault for lacking experience; it's simply that the survivors around Long An, no matter how hungry, never got this bad.

At the same time, sudden rebukes came from behind the crowd.

It sounded like the person in charge of this Safe Zone had come running.

Pushing through the crowd, Zhang Qiankun hurried over, somewhat surprised to see Lin An and his two companions before the fighter jet.

He had thought something had fallen down, but never expected it to be a group of outsiders.

What a sci‑fi fighter jet!

His eyes kept fixed on that technologically beautiful psionic fighter jet, and for a moment a strong sense of disbelief welled up in his heart.

If it weren't for these people before him looking clearly human, he might even have thought it was an alien Descent.

He could sense none of their aura at all.

Just who are these people?

Being cautious and wary, the young man couldn't help but speak:

"Who are you?"

"Colonel Ye Lin of the Third Eastern Theater, Fourth Military Region."

He made up a name on the spot, and Lin An produced a medal to indicate he was indeed military.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiankun, who had been a little worried, suddenly flashed with excitement on his face.

"The military!? You were sent by the military!?"

He had no reason to doubt it was false.

In his view, these three of Lin An had such great backgrounds, their strength was unfathomable to him; even the kid beside him who looked like a pilot was about equal in strength, so there was no reason for such a high‑level existence to deceive him.

Not only was he excited, but several Second‑Level Awakened Ones behind him also suddenly rejoiced, rushing forward almost lunging to grab Lin An's hands.

"Did you see our distress signal!?"

"Were you sent by the military to rescue us!?"

Their voices were somewhat choked.

Just a few minutes ago they had been worrying about food, seeing no hope; the next moment Lin An and the others appeared like heavenly saviors before them, and in the surge of emotion their eye sockets involuntarily reddened.

"Rescue.."

After a moment's thought, seeing that these people seemed to misunderstand his purpose, Lin An hesitated then simply replied:

"That's one way to understand it. But this time we came to gather some information."

After glancing at the indeed poor condition of the Qing Shan Safe Zone, Lin An, though not intending to get involved, would not mind lending a hand if they could provide some information.

Seeing Lin An confirm his purpose, the youth ecstatically glanced at his companions behind him; although he didn't understand Lin An's latter words, he was certain they had come to rescue him!

The dense mass of survivors behind also couldn't help but whisper to each other, eyes full of excitement; many even burst into loud sobs amid their heightened emotions.

The country has come to manage us! We are saved!

Wuu wuu wuu... I just knew someone would come to save us!

Green Mountain Safe Zone, Spiritual Ability Core.

Looking at the simple core storage point, Lin An's eyes twitched, and at the same time he also noticed a bowl of unfinished noodles on the table.

That's right, the highest alert zone of the entire Green Mountain Safe Zone is the former Industry and Commerce Building. Three-story civilian houses plus a basement—this is the core of the entire Safe Zone.

Even the meeting room used to receive them is this leader's office.

"Lin Dui, these people are really living a miserable life..."

In the squad channel, Xiong Hanzi looked left and right, couldn't help clicking his tongue in amazement. Looking at the extinguished candle and that bowl of noodles, he actually was reminded of the countryside of the last century.

Good grief, a mighty leader overseeing a million survivors, yet lives worse than a Long An dog.

After sitting down, Lin An didn't waste words.

"Long story short, I'm here representing the military to investigate the corpse tide situation."

"Have you discovered any abnormalities here? For example, the corpse tide's movement shows clear signs of being controlled. Or perhaps some special mutants?"

Sitting half‑butt on a simple chair, the youth who was about to speak about his situation froze upon hearing this. He didn't expect this military representative to arrive and directly ask about these matters.

"Not... you came to rescue us?"

His heart skipped a beat. But he also didn't dare not answer.

Abnormal corpse tide movement?

"Colonel Ye, the corpse tides in our war zone are all over the place. Your question, I really can't answer."

"As you know, facing the corpse tide we can do nothing but flee, let alone observe its movements."

He gave a bitter laugh.

"If you're asking about the biggest few, I do have impressions."

"Long before, when the apocalypse had just broken out two months ago, I was still in the city and had not established a safe zone."

"I actually encountered a corpse tide spreading from Prosperous Sun. Since we couldn't stay in the city, we moved to the towns."

"However, that corpse tide, after reaching Minnan, spread everywhere, and it doesn't seem to be controlled by anyone."