"Ah————"

  Guo Xiaobei screamed in his heart...

  Bastard!

  Guo Xiaobei's eyes were filled with a murderous look as he glared at Han Yang's neck with unfriendly eyes.

  Killing this esper should bring a lot of experience, right?

  Perhaps Guo Xiaobei's murderous intent was too obvious. Han Yang instinctively felt a chill on the back of his neck. He narrowed his eyes and turned over to sit up.

  "Awake?" Han Yang looked at Guo Xiaobei without any extra emotions, but it seemed as if he had already seen through Guo Xiaobei's actions just now.

  Guo Xiaobei shrank his neck and nodded slightly, stammering.

  "Then get up." Han Yang got out of bed and started putting on his clothes. "I haven't eaten yet!"

  When Guo Xiaobei heard the word "eat", his stomach couldn't help but growl. Han Yang's eyes glanced over, and Guo Xiaobei couldn't help blushing.

  However, he saw that although Han Yang wasn't wearing a shirt on his upper body, he was neatly dressed from the waist down, so he felt a little relieved. The marks on his body... perhaps it was an allergy to something?

  Neither of them mentioned what had happened before passing out, as if they had a tacit understanding. Although Guo Xiaobei was feeling uneasy in his heart, seeing Han Yang's cold face, he couldn't bring himself to ask. But strangely enough, he somehow felt at ease.

  Guo Xiaobei quickly put on his clothes, heated up the food while licking his lips. The weather was dry and cold now, and the drinking water wasn't very plentiful. Although their living standards were much better than those of others, it was only because the three of them were relatively powerful and had higher incomes that they lived a bit more comfortably. But compared to the days before the apocalypse, it was completely incomparable.

  However, today was an exception. When Guo Xiaobei woke up, he actually felt his whole body was quite moist, especially his lips, which weren't dry at all. The dry and peeling skin on his lips before was gone.

  He heated up the things he had bought, filled two plates, and carried them to the living room. When passing by Xing Fang's room, he couldn't help but look inside. He saw a short cabinet blocking the door and was immediately very surprised.

  "Han... Lord Han..." After putting the plates on the table, Guo Xiaobei originally wanted to call Han Yang by his name and ask him why he had blocked Xing Fang's door. But as soon as he met Han Yang's sharp eyes, he immediately changed his address.

  Hearing Guo Xiaobei call him, Han Yang looked up at the other person without any surprise. Guo Xiaobei and Xing Fang had a good relationship, so it was inevitable that he would ask when he saw the door blocked by a short cabinet. Judging from his previous tone, he seemed a bit angry... Han Yang snorted angrily in his heart. But when he looked at the other person, Guo Xiaobei called him that timidly, which immediately extinguished all his anger.

  Han Yang, in a good mood, pulled his plate of food over and signaled Guo Xiaobei to continue.

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  Guo Xiaobei swallowed his saliva and tried to ask in a gentle tone why Xing Fang's room door was blocked.

  Han Yang ate slowly. It wasn't until he had eaten nearly one-third of the food on the plate that he looked up at Guo Xiaobei and said unhappily, "Why don't you sit down and eat?"

  Guo Xiaobei hesitated to speak but still sat down and started eating.

  Han Yang didn't say a word from beginning to end. After slowly finishing his meal, he pushed the empty plate towards Guo Xiaobei and said, "He's infected."

  With just one sentence, Guo Xiaobei understood everything and was instantly a bit touched.

  Xing Fang was infected. Generally, people scratched by zombies would turn into zombies. At the beginning of their escape, they would still let the injured people follow them, just isolating them a bit. Just like when they were with Brother Xu's convoy. But later, people gradually discovered that anyone scratched by a zombie, even if it was just a small scratch on the skin, would invariably turn into a zombie. Gradually, no one dared to take in the injured anymore.

  Keeping an injured person was like keeping a zombie by your side, which was equivalent to putting your own neck on the edge of a knife. No one wanted to die, and all those scratched by zombies knew this. Whether they cried and made a fuss or left quietly. In short, no one would show sympathy. The abundant sympathy in this era was no longer applicable.

  Ordinary people were like this, let alone Han Yang, who was originally cold-hearted. Moreover, Han Yang was an esper.

  For espers and zombies, they were completely at odds, like natural enemies.

  Now that Han Yang could do such a thing, tolerate the already infected Xing Fang to continue staying in this room instead of eliminating him immediately, it really surprised Guo Xiaobei. Perhaps this person wasn't as cold and heartless as he had thought?

  Guo Xiaobei unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth. Although he was worried about Xing Fang, he still felt a bit relieved as he cleared away the dishes and washed them in the kitchen.

  After wiping his hands on the apron, Guo Xiaobei came out of the kitchen. Han Yang threw his coat over and it landed on Guo Xiaobei's head.

  "Ugh... What are you doing!" Guo Xiaobei grabbed the clothes off his head in annoyance and then realized that he hadn't even put on his coat for such a long time. Could it be that the weather wasn't cold today?

  "What are you standing there for? Put it on quickly! So stupid!" Han Yang taunted him.

  Guo Xiaobei good-naturedly put on the clothes and felt warm again after the initial coldness.

  "Follow me." Han Yang turned and walked towards the door.

  "Where are we going?" Guo Xiaobei, whose legs were not as long as Han Yang's, trotted after him.

  "Why ask so many questions? So wordy!" Han Yang didn't turn his head. Guo Xiaobei wisely stopped asking and watched Han Yang close the door.

  "Don't we need to block it with something?" Guo Xiaobei suggested. He didn't know where they were going or how long they would be gone. There was still a comatose person at home, so it would be safer to block it, or else everything might be taken away...

  "So wordy. With a potential zombie at home, isn't it the safest?" Han Yang looked at Guo Xiaobei with contempt.

  "Oh..." Guo Xiaobei nodded. That was true.

  The two of them ran towards the city center one after the other. Han Yang had good physical strength. After running several kilometers, he wasn't out of breath at all. On the contrary, Guo Xiaobei was almost gasping for breath. Although his body had been strengthened several times due to the upgrades, his starting point was too low and he had lost at the starting line.

  "Han... Han... I can't... go on..." Guo Xiaobei really couldn't run anymore. He stood there, bent over, and gasped for breath. The main reason was that he didn't even know where the destination was, and there was really no hope of arriving soon.

  "Your physique is really poor." Han Yang turned around and ran back. Looking down at the gasping Guo Xiaobei from above, he curled his lips in contempt. "From now on, follow me and run a few laps every day."

  "Ah..." Brother, I don't have the strength or the time! I'm already exhausted from killing zombies every day. Guo Xiaobei looked at Han Yang speechlessly.

  Han Yang also realized that he had spoken too casually. All of their time was spent killing zombies in order to exchange for more brain cores and improve their lives. They really didn't have this time.

  Han Yang's face turned a little red. However, the feeling of having Guo Xiaobei chasing after him while running was really nice, very nice.