The crowd followed Zhang Su's finger and looked at the tattered neighborhood sign; the words "Imperial Garden" had long lost their paint. The character "Imperial" was missing a stroke, the character for "Garden" was barely intact. The well-maintained Imperial Garden had become "Remove the Sun Garden."
Liu Yao scratched his head dryly, looking at Ma Xiyu beside him and said, "Xiaoma, do you remember?"
Ma Xiyu furrowed his brows and pondered for a while, then uncertainly said, "I don't know the exact number, but it's definitely less than two thousand, and gradually we killed some. At most, around a thousand may be left. Later, we thought that stuffing all the zombies into Imperial Garden wasn't appropriate, so we also threw some into Wanshudi over there."
