"Damn, where's Liu Yao, that jinx?"
Yang Xinqi felt the atmosphere was overly oppressive, and turned to find Liu Yao to vent his frustration, only to realize he had already hidden far away...
This was very unlike Liu Yao's usual demeanor; the events unfolding were far too unsettling, even he felt scared, and resolved to speak less in the future!
Facing nearly thirty thousand zombies steadily approaching, a wave of anxiety subtly spread among the crowd. No one voiced their inner concerns, but emotions are like viruses; they can infect a crowd.
Yuwen keenly sensed the spread of emotions. Fortunately, the Yama Corps' vibrant fighting spirit was like a beacon, fervently blocking the spread of these emotions. He knew he had to do something, so he took a deep breath, opened the amplifier at his waist, saw the zombie horde not far away, then quietly shut it off, and spoke loudly.
