Under enormous mental pressure, some weak-minded survivors chose to escape.

They used whatever was at hand to attack zombies or committed suicide.

Unfortunately, they were just ordinary humans without superpowers, making it nearly impossible to carve out a path home through the Zombie Village.

So, they were both unfortunate and fortunate to become food for the zombies.

And the zombies would eat the rebellious superpower users right in the courtyard, in front of all the other superpower users.

Even the bones were gnawed upon.

The crunching sound made one’s scalp tingle, causing those survivors to completely abandon the hope of escape.

But now, things were different.

The noise outside was getting louder, and they placed all their hope on the unknown human superpower users outside.

How great would it be if they won?

Would that mean they were free?

Before that, they needed to replenish their strength.

Eat, eat whatever they could see in front of them!

The green vegetables weren’t blanched and weren’t stir-fried.

The survivors munched greedily on raw spinach.

Day after day of eating the same thing had weakened their bodies to the bone.

Raw, unwashed spinach was something no one would eat before the apocalypse, but now it was the only thing they could eat.

Eating it every day, everyone had grown tired of spinach, but they had to keep eating.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t last until the next blood drawing.

Now, every superpower user ate quickly, without any signs of disdain on their face.

They were waiting.

Waiting for the commotion outside to end with the death of the Zombie King, waiting for the day they could get out.

The only thing they could do now was to fill their stomachs with whatever they could see so they would have enough energy to run when the time came.

After finishing the spinach inside, they turned to things they had hidden away, like a cookie or half a melting chocolate bar.

After eating, they sat quietly together, looking outside the courtyard, ears attentive to the noise outside.

The zombies stood in the courtyard, watching the people inside, waiting for the next meal time.

The eyes of humans and zombies met in the air, carrying entirely different thoughts.

The human survivors prayed, hoping the people outside would win.

The zombies were waiting for mealtime.

The zombies never worried about anything happening to the Zombie King; all they knew was to obey the Zombie King and follow its commands.

This was due to the influence of the Zombie King’s brainwaves.

In reality, they had no self-awareness or independent thought.

If one day the Zombie King turned into a human, they wouldn’t care and would unhesitatingly bite off Li Mucheng’s neck.

Night had deepened.

The Bai Family had already exited the bus; the nearby courtyard had almost become ruins. The village zombies and imprisoned survivors huddled pitifully in one of the remaining undestroyed houses.

Bai Yifan was inside the bus, watching Mr. Li. Though this hostage seemed useless, he was the only original villager left, so he was still somewhat important to Li Mucheng.

The Bai Family unleashed their colorful superpowers at Li Mucheng.

Li Mucheng had neither won nor lost.

He wasn’t directing any village zombies to help in the fight but relied solely on his own superpowers.

The Zombie King’s powers depended largely on the number of zombies it could control and the strength of its brainwaves.

Whether it was Fan Tangtang or Zhang Yiming, while they seemed invincible, in terms of pure superpowers, they weren’t unbeatable.

For some reason, unknown to Li Mucheng, he didn’t seem to summon village zombies to fight.

They couldn’t drag this out.

Otherwise, if Li Mucheng summoned a bunch of zombies, it would be hard for the Bai Family to get out.

Bai Xiqin felt a slight weight on her shoulder.

The Water Python had finally returned from finding the specific location of Wang Liu.

The Water Python didn’t speak, instead using its tail to write a few words on Bai Xiqin’s shoulder.

Unconscious, locked, unable to open, zombie guards.

Li Mucheng was nearby, so if the Water Python talked, it would be discovered, so it chose to write instead.

Bai Xiqin furrowed her brow slightly, thinking that if Wang Liu was unconscious, someone would have to go and carry them out.

Bai Xiqin gently tugged on Bai Anhai and Bai Zhengxuan with her finger.

Bai Anhai and Bai Zhengxuan paused for a moment, then silently stepped back.

Bai Xiqin didn’t speak; the Water Python hopped onto the shoulders of the two to relay the information.

Bai Anhai and Bai Zhengxuan exchanged a glance in the darkness.

Bai Anhai nodded to himself and decisively took another step back.

At that moment, Li Mucheng’s superpower attacked again.

Bai Anhai’s released superpower weakened noticeably, and he deliberately quivered his voice, saying, "I can’t hold on much longer; let’s take turns fighting."

With that, Bai Anhai retreated into the bus.

Bai Zhengxuan: ???

Bai Anhai was waiting for Bai Zhengxuan on the bus, but Bai Zhengxuan took a step forward instead, adamantly building up his superpower even more.

Completely the opposite move from Bai Anhai.

"Dad, are you tired? If you’re tired, let’s rest a bit first, so we don’t exhaust our superpowers later!"

Bai Anhai blatantly shouted at Bai Zhengxuan.

Bai Zhengxuan’s face twitched, "I can hold on a bit longer."

Couldn’t be too obvious in front of Li Mucheng.

Bai Anhai blinked, waiting for Bai Zhengxuan in the bus.

Li Mucheng coldly snorted as he looked at Bai Anhai in the bus.

Human superpower users do get tired; no matter how powerful this family is, their superpowers will eventually deplete.

Unlike zombies, who never tire.

They don’t need sleep, don’t need to breathe, and if it weren’t for their bloodthirsty instincts, they wouldn’t even need to eat. As long as their brains are intact, they won’t die.

The family had been facing him off for quite some time now, the longest he’d seen anyone use their superpowers.

They must be at the end of their rope by now.

Afraid that Li Mucheng would see a flaw, Bai Zhengxuan held on for another half-hour before pretending to grow weaker, retreating into the bus.

Outside the bus, colorful superpowers collided, creating a cacophony of noise.

One moment cold, the next hot, and occasionally a steel needle would zip around.

Both sides were evenly matched on the surface.

In truth, the Bai Family was holding back, wanting to save Wang Liu, not using their full powers.

Li Mucheng, wanting to keep this family hostage to drink their delicious blood every day, was also holding back.

Li Mucheng believed he could win, knowing he’d never tire.

Once back inside the bus, Bai Zhengxuan glared at Bai Anhai.

Bai Anhai scratched his head without saying a word.

Afraid that Li Mucheng would figure out their plan, he handed Bai Zhengxuan a note.

’Dad, weren’t we supposed to act by eye signals? We agreed to retreat to the bus together, why are you just arriving now?’

’How can I see your signals when your eyes are so small?’ Bai Zhengxuan wrote back quickly on the paper, ’I thought you meant to charge together!’

’I didn’t see your signals either, isn’t that just a trait I inherited!’

’Inherited all the bad traits, didn’t inherit the good ones. You’re just worthless!’

...

Both sides wrote rapidly on the paper, like ninjas forming seals, so fast they almost left afterimages.

Bai Yifan watched in amazement as his dad and grandpa argued this way using writing.

Even at a time like this, why did his family still act so... foolish?