After I looked around blankly, at least ten minutes later, I finally realized what was going on here.

Perhaps because of the existence of zombies on the ground, a few humans have chosen to go underground.

It seems that this situation has been going on for a while, and everyone is living in this dark place in such a lingering place. Hasn't they found a solution?

I felt a little strange, so I started to walk around here.

Everyone was just busy sitting on their own affairs, and no one noticed me, an outsider.

It is obvious here that the most important thing is food, the things there are very expensive, and even so there are long queues.

I walked over and saw that these so-called foods were actually grassroots, or slightly better mice.

I felt a churning in my stomach, and I really didn't think so.

Although this place is underground, it has everything you should have, and it is repaired quite strongly and should be able to withstand the attacks of zombies.

At this moment, a group of people came in front of them. They were wearing uniform clothes, and they should be the law enforcement team in this place.

When the people around them saw them, they consciously flashed to the side.

I also hurried aside with the crowd, not wanting to attract anyone's attention.

But my clothes may be too good, and I still look out of place here. The leader picked me out of the crowd at a glance when I turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, that one in black clothes!" The man's voice was a bit rough, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

Everyone's eyes fell on me in unison.

Just now, because everyone was busy with their own affairs, no one paid attention to other people's situation.

And now I feel like a monkey waiting to be watched.

Perhaps because there were no good supplies underground, everyone's clothes were relatively worn.

Even the law-enforcement clothes have been stitched and repaired, and a lot of defense equipment has been added to prevent being bitten by zombies.

The hard objects were covered with tooth marks and blood, and it seemed that they had a hard fight with the zombies.

I sighed and turned my head to look at the leader.

"Is there anything wrong?" Anyway, for these people, I may be just a foreigner and will not consider the option of people from another world.

"Show your ID." The man stretched out his hand at me. Because of his frequent fighting, his body was covered with scars and his palms were calloused, which made people feel a sense of wind and frost.

"I didn't bring it." I knew I was not convinced like this, so I looked like I didn't care.

"Boss, this is this person." One of the people I saw on the ground just now came to the leader's ear and whispered.

I said it was a soft voice, but I could hear everything I said clearly.

Only then did I realize that the underside was so quiet that it made people feel like it was filled with despair and death.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." I turned around and walked in the other direction. I didn't want to cause any trouble when I came here.

"Wait!" The leader hurriedly chased after me, and seeing that I still had no intention of stopping, he suddenly said loudly, "We need your help! Please!"

I was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the people in the law enforcement team, and everyone's face was full of determination.

What's going on? He was so aggressive just now, but now he actually...

There are more and more people gathering around. It seems that no matter when, watching the fun is a matter that people will definitely choose.

I sighed, and in order not to attract more attention, I could only say quickly: "Let's talk about it in another place."

The leader was very happy to hear me say this, and hurriedly took someone to a room with me, which I could barely call.

"We have been attacking zombies in turn recently, and now the dungeon can no longer hold on." The leader explained his situation as soon as he came up.

"Because there is not enough supplies?" I saw what happened just now, and there was indeed nothing that could be eaten by everyone.

The leader nodded and continued, "We don't know why, these zombies are like crazy. They didn't attack dungeons crazy before. Most of the time, they couldn't sense the existence of dungeons."

Everyone's face became much darker when the leader said these few words.

But I obviously noticed that a person had a different reaction from others.

Although he was very clever in disguising himself and making the same feeling as others, I could still recognize his abnormality at a glance.

"Did anyone come in here with something you shouldn't have?"

If this dead object with no vision is mobilized by something, it is probably because it is attracted by something.

Sure enough, when I said this, the person's face was obviously not normal.

He tried his best to restrain himself, and suddenly felt his eyes staring at him all the time.

He didn't dare to look up, but everyone had already looked at me and all fell on him.

The man only felt that everyone's eyes were like a huge rock pressing on him, making him breathless.

He reluctantly raised his head and squeezed out a blank expression: "What are you watching me do?"

When I raised my head, the man obviously deliberately avoided my gaze.

I don't know what he was guilty of. Maybe he had discovered something, but he didn't say it out; it was also possible that he was the culprit of all this.

"What's wrong?" The leader looked at me and kept looking at that person, and it was a little strange.

He knew that this person was a very honest person and had nothing unusual recently.

"You ask, what he should know." My tone was very certain, which made everyone consciously take a step back and isolate the person.

"I did nothing!" The man was obviously very nervous. He wanted to hide back into the crowd, but no one was willing to accept him.

"I really did nothing!"

"I didn't say what you did?" I raised my eyebrows and leaned back into the chair.

"Xiaole, to be honest!" The leader was very serious, and the man named Xiaole shook all over.

"Captain...I..." Xiaole hesitated and did not squeeze out a word for a long time.
Chapter completed!