"Captain, what should we do with this kid?" Wang Zhihai asked, holding up Du Mingzhi, who had been beaten into a pulp.
The team members had struck with precision, avoiding bloodshed. They had used rags wrapped around wooden sticks, so no visible injuries could be seen. (Note: Don't learn from this to bully others!)
"Give him a wooden spear, and we'll let him go in the morning. Mu Qingtian and I will escort him out."
"Wuwu!! Ni Guo Huodao (You bastard)!" Du Mingzhi's cheeks were so swollen that his voice sounded incredibly comical.
Lin Yuan pretended not to hear, only telling Wang Zhihai to keep an eye on Du Mingzhi. He still needed to figure out how to conquer the underground garage once daylight broke. A retreat plan was impossible without a vehicle.
Wang Zhihai wanted to say something, but then he noticed Jiang Ziqi, who had been silent, and suddenly understood something.
He said "Yes" and proceeded to tie the person up. It was night, and throwing him out now carried significant risk. The strength of zombies at night was not comparable to that during the day.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, Jiang Ziqi caught up: "Captain, you really don't need to consider my feelings. Just do what you think is right."
Lin Yuan smiled. To completely bring Jiang Ziqi into their camp, he had no intention of finishing off Du Mingzhi in front of her.
No matter how much hate there was, a sliver of affection remained. Lin Yuan didn't want to create a rift.
"It's fine. Zombies have keen noses and ears at night, and we can't fight. Let's give him a way out," Lin Yuan said, scratching his head with an innocent look.
"Is that so? Then I won't sleep tonight. Captain, just call me if you need anything. Although I can't fight, my right hand is still quite strong!" Jiang Ziqi raised her bandaged tentacle and made a bicep pose with her left hand.
At this moment, Wu Tian came over and interjected, "Hahaha, there aren't that many places you'll be needed. You haven't learned anything yet. Hurry up and sleep. You haven't had a good night's sleep for so many days; you should rest properly."
Then, using a mixture of coaxing and deception, he managed to get Jiang Ziqi to sleep. Afterward, he and Lin Yuan went to Building No. 2 before starting to speak in low voices.
Du Mingzhi had been subdued, so she could sleep with Mu Qingtian and the others, although in separate rooms.
Moreover, her exceptional hearing was indeed a bit monstrous, so speaking over at Building No. 2 was safer.
However, this meant that any enjoyable activities at night would be difficult from now on. Due to the many things happening, they hadn't had any for a long time, and both were feeling somewhat pent up.
It was a real headache. (｢･w･)｢嘿
"Ready to make a move?" Wu Tian asked while inventorying supplies.
"Yes, we can't let this guy go. I heard from that child Jiang Ziqi that he has a Kawasaki Heavy Industries motorcycle parked outside, which was refueled just before the biological crisis broke out. If he escapes, he might go find his father and seek revenge."
"No bloodshed, mind you. Otherwise, if we attract night terrors and other mutated variants, it will be troublesome."
Lin Yuan made an okay gesture, "A simple twist of the neck."
He also felt a bit emotional. Du Mingzhi, usually refined and well-mannered, with good grades, and a bit of rugged charm, rode motorcycles and was wealthy. If he had received good family upbringing, he would have been a good prospect.
Unfortunately, he learned arrogance and selfishness from his father. Despite some superficial effort, he would fall apart under pressure and couldn't achieve anything.
Studying is good after all. Studying diligently can enlighten the mind and heart, leading to understanding and reason.
After the commotion last night, everyone found it difficult to sleep. Except for Jiang Ziqi, who was utterly exhausted, the others were occupied with their own affairs.
Wu Mengyao was already sketching design drafts for Jiang Ziqi's combat suit.
Time flowed by in this tranquility, only to be broken by the roar of an airplane.
The weather had cleared up, and the airdrops had begun again!
But it had nothing to do with Lin Yuan and his group. They glanced at it and didn't pay much further attention.
He and Mu Qingtian were escorting Du Mingzhi out. The latter saw the plane and kept waving, trying to get noticed, but it was useless. At such a high altitude, only a camera configured for reconnaissance aircraft could clearly see people on the ground.
"Hurry up and go! What are you dawdling for?!"
Du Mingzhi was nudged and dared not speak out in anger, only uttering malicious curses in his heart.
However, he was still a bit confused. If they were going to kick him out, why were they carrying two cans of oil? He couldn't figure it out.
He touched his keys and sneered inwardly, waiting.
The community had been almost completely cleared. Only some corners and the underground parking garage might contain zombies. They walked all the way to the main entrance of the community without encountering a single zombie.
"Alright, that's as far as we go. You have the car keys, scram!"
Du Mingzhi stared fiercely at them, wanting to utter some harsh words, but then he saw Lin Yuan, who seemed to have suddenly remembered something, walk over, put his arm around his shoulder, and take the wooden spear from his hand, asking.
"By the way, brother, I still have a question. How did you manage to chase Jiang Ziqi, who just turned eighteen? Can you teach me?"
Feeling the pressure on his neck and looking at Lin Yuan, he stammered, "Brother Yuan, it's actually just PUA, I don't know..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a dizzying sensation, and then darkness surged towards him.
Discarding the limp corpse in his hand, Lin Yuan felt disgusted.
Next time, he wouldn't talk so much; it was sickening.
Suddenly, a smell wafted over.
"Ugh!" Lin Yuan covered his nose. "How can he be so incontinent even after death?"
Mu Qingtian, however, was calm. She had already come over to help move the body. "After death, the body's physiological functions cease, and it naturally loses control of bodily fluids."
"Is that so? I hadn't noticed before. Alright, we'll leave him here. Burn him and use the ashes as fertilizer for the flowers," Lin Yuan said, pointing to the bushes next to the main entrance.
The bushes were very lush. A little charcoal thrown in would hide anything.
"Before? Captain, have you killed people before?" Mu Qingtian asked, seemingly casually.
But Lin Yuan no longer cared. He said generously, "Have you seen the stains on the ground on the 12th floor of Building No. 1? A woman used to live there. When the apocalypse came, she went mad. The first time I went out to collect supplies, I almost died at the hands of this madwoman.
She had killed her man and fed him to her son, who had turned into a zombie. She also tried to ambush me and Wu Tian. At that time, she almost stabbed my eyeball out. If Wu Tian hadn't been wearing a stab-resistant vest, he would have died too."
It had been over ten days, and Lin Yuan had almost forgotten about it. Talking about it now, he could only sigh with emotion.
"Alas, it's good to be alive," Mu Qingtian didn't know what else to say, offering only a slight consolation.
The oil had been poured. Lin Yuan also found dry twigs and leaves in the bushes to help the combustion.
Two cans of oil were certainly not enough. This was not a zombie corpse; it was difficult to burn.
They had to get more gasoline from his Kawasaki Heavy Industries motorcycle to manage to burn it.
They couldn't *not* burn it, could they? Leaving it for the zombies to eat and turn into night terrors?
They shoveled the scattered debris into the bushes and then moved the Kawasaki Heavy Industries motorcycle to the sales department's restroom for safekeeping, also dealing with two zombies along the way.
Only then did the two of them reorganize their equipment and begin recording with pen and paper.
This trip outside the community was not just about reducing the body to ashes. They also had to record the road conditions outside the community, the number of zombies, and the damage to target shops.
After recording the situation of an entire street, they began their return.
"Sister Qingtian, the number of zombies on the streets outside is so low. Why don't we go out today and scavenge the aluminum alloy building materials shop opposite and the small supermarket next to it?"
The aluminum alloy building materials shop had a welding machine and materials, making it ideal for modifying vehicles. The small supermarket was even more obvious.
Seeing Lin Yuan with a somewhat pale face, trying to find a topic to distract himself, Mu Qingtian felt a pang of sympathy. Killing was one thing, but watching a corpse go from intact to a pile of charcoal was a different kind of impact.
"Captain, why don't we go back and rest first? We can discuss it with the team members. I'm a little hungry."
He was about to refuse, but upon hearing Mu Qingtian say she was hungry, he decided it was best to go back first.
Heaven and Earth are great, but eating is the greatest.
At this moment, the intercom suddenly crackled to life: "Brother Lin Yuan, there's been a change in the nest in the old city! It's grown a lot of balls on the surface, looking like it's about to burst!"
Exchanging a glance, Lin Yuan and Mu Qingtian quickly sped up their pace to go home.
Something had happened.