Chapter 621: Abnormal 1

Be careful."

His nostrils twitched.

The leading girl gripped the rifle in her hands tightly, then slowly disengaged the safety.

Her posture holding the gun was not standard, and the weapon looked like it had been scavenged from a dead soldier.

Skill consumption is too great; when weak, Awakened Ones rely more on modern weapons.

Their footsteps stopped, and the group stared nervously at the closed door.

That scent came from a storage room.

The sky was dim.

Inside the abandoned factory, traces of the apocalypse outbreak could still be seen.

Large patches of dark red bloodstains smeared the walls.

Wind-dried, sporadic bits of flesh hung swaying on the broken wire mesh.

The zombies here have disappeared, perhaps because all the humans were eaten...

On the factory roof, several unidentified black birds stood side by side on the wall, tilting their heads to watch the approaching survivors.

"Is anyone here?"

(Is anyone here?)

He lowered his voice.

Inexperienced, his tense voice echoed in the dead silent factory area.

Unexpectedly, there was an echo, instantly causing several people to panic and look around, fearing to attract zombies.

The black birds cried out in confusion as they took flight.

Behind the girl, another young female turned pale as if frightened.

"Keep it down..."

"There are still zombies nearby."

He whispered reassuringly.

The leading girl waved her hand behind her back, then took a deep breath and slowly approached the storage room a few steps.

The several males behind them gripped axes with both hands, their fingertips turning blue from tension.

It was clear they had experienced something.

Obviously, what might exist here...

Were fellow human survivors, yet they dared not relax their vigilance in the slightest.

Looking at the closed door, the girl hesitated a moment, then softly asked:

"We are survivors from National Fushan Daxue; may I ask if anyone is here?"

"We mean no disturbance,"

"If this is your territory and you don't welcome us... then we'll leave now..."

His gaze wavered.

She had originally thought.

If there were people inside, could we exchange for some food?

The apocalypse broke out over five months ago, and large amounts of food began to rot and spoil.

Vacuum-packed food or canned goods had already been snatched clean by survivors' scavenging.

The few places that still had food were mostly occupied by zombies.

They desperately needed food.

Especially since, as an Awakened One, my stamina consumption is naturally high.

Inside the door.

Lin An interestingly spread out his mental power, quickly scanning as everyone showed no reaction.

6 women, 3 men.

Surprisingly, there were three Awakened Ones in the group, and all were female.

This resulted in the girl with the strongest combat ability becoming the captain of this survivor squad.

It was evident.

Although she was very nervous, she was still somewhat cautious.

Her finger on the trigger never relaxed for a moment.

"Creak—"

The tightly closed storage room door suddenly opened.

Lin An, having slightly disguised himself, gazed calmly at the survivor squad before him, yet provoked a panic among them.

The leading girl's breath caught, she hastily lowered her gun barrel, and came to her senses:

"I am Han Youzhen; sorry for the rude interruption."

"I am Li Enhui..."

"Pu..."

Instinctively introducing themselves, Han Youzhen, standing at the front, cautiously observed Lin An and the other person.

The tall, fair-skinned man was quite handsome, but what is that armor he's wearing?

Is it equipment?

He had no gun, with a long sword slung diagonally across his back.

She struggled to sense Lin An's aura, but could not gauge his approximate strength at all.

Judging by the outfit, they must be Awakened Ones?

If they're decked out in gear, their strength is terrifying.

A glance swept over Xiong Hanzi standing beside Lin An, and the survivor team felt their hearts tighten.

They look like fierce gods and evil spirits, just appearing strong.

Their proactive self-introduction got no response from Lin An.

In their eyes, Lin An merely spoke calmly to stop their introductions, then looked at them with a relaxed air.

"Want food?"

"Sure."

As they spoke, the mysterious Lin An duo walked out before their eyes.

Seeing the bald muscular man beside them with a fierce grin, the whole team unconsciously stepped back a few paces.

They looked so tense they were almost about to shoot on the spot.

In the dim abandoned factory, two unknown-strength mysterious people appeared, eating without a care.

As if they weren't worried at all that the smell would attract zombies.

Especially Zhang Tie, who looked like a villain.

How could they not be nervous?

Team comms:

"Captain Lin, why aren't you interrogating them by force?"

"These little brats, why do they look at me like I'm a ghost? Am I really that scary?"

Lin An glanced at the complaining Xiong Hanzi, somewhat helpless.

"Do I look like I'd kill over a disagreement?"

"Your smile is too ugly, it scared them."

To ordinary survivors, Lin An harbored no hostility.

As long as the other party had no ulterior motives, he wouldn't attack on sight.

He casually tossed a bag of biscuits over.

The compressed biscuits rolling on the ground instantly stirred the survivor team.

Perhaps they were starving; aside from the team leader Han Youzhen still watching them, the few behind rushed over, quickly tearing open the biscuit packets and stuffing them in.

"There's plenty of food, plus leftovers we haven't finished."

"Answer a few questions and I'll give you the supplies."

Lin An pointed to the leftover hot pot behind him, smiling kindly.

"Thank you! Thank you, sir!"

"I'm a law student from Fushan University, just escaped from the city."

"Whatever you want to know, we can tell you!"

The boy clutching biscuits beamed, eagerly flattering while eating and speaking.

The dry, hard compressed biscuits were a bit tough to swallow, but for those who'd gone days without food, they were practically a delicacy.

Especially, through the gap Lin An revealed, he could see plenty of meat still bubbling in the hot pot.

Several half-empty beer bottles lay scattered on the ground, plus a few cans.

Too luxurious...

Saliva flowed wildly.

If they weren't afraid to rush the mysterious figures, those starving few would have already charged in to feast.

Team leader Han Youzhen, though a girl, was clearly far more composed than those behind her.

She wore a hesitant expression:

"Both sirs, what exactly do you want to know?"

She hardly believed such good fortune existed.

Food is too important.

Among survivors, they sometimes fight over a single biscuit.

After months of apocalypse struggle, she was no longer the clueless college girl.

After the apocalypse, the world's people are wicked.

"It's a simple question, no need to worry."

Lin An looked at the girl before him, feeling a slight stir.

Not bad, and she's no mere vase.

Although he could see Han Youzhen's throat repeatedly bobbing, clearly she was forcing herself to stay still.

Her stomach growled, yet she still didn't let down her guard.

Compared to those behind her eager to rush forward, she was undoubtedly much stronger.

Inside the abandoned warehouse.

Everyone eagerly divided the leftover food, not caring that it was scraps.

"So delicious! There are even fish balls and beef rolls."

Having starved too long, even the meat rolls Xiong Hanzi deemed not fresh enough were eaten.

To them it was practically the ultimate delicacy.

Several of the boys even grabbed the leftover beer and gulped it down without a care.

What's leftovers?

They even ate spoiled raw meat.

At the warehouse doorway, Han Youzhen ate half a biscuit somewhat uneasily, watching Lin An leaning against the wall.

The other party... seemed to really have no ill intent.

Leaning against the door, Lin An casually asked:

"Where is your biggest gathering point in Fushan? Or, is there a military safety point?"

"Coming out of the inner city, have you encountered anything abnormal?"