71: Chapter 71 The Mountainside Villa Area Discovered

Seeing his daughter injured, Wang Jianhua didn't even care about his own pain; he rolled over and pulled a handgun from under his pillow.

"Dad, what are you doing? Shoot!"

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Jianhua's forehead. It wasn't that he didn't want to shoot.

Lu Yingman kept moving around, and he was afraid of accidentally hitting Wang Hui.

Three minutes later, he finally found his chance.

"Bang!"

The bullet pierced through the center of Lu Yingman's forehead.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Wang Hui was still shaken.

"Damn it, how unlucky. She made the room so dirty. Dad, hurry up and throw her out."

"Oh... oh..."

The father and daughter hurriedly wrapped the corpse in an old bedsheet and dumped it behind the house under the cover of night.

After returning, Wang Hui looked at the scratch marks on her body, and her anger flared up.

"What a huge loss. We didn't get any benefits, and I even got scratched a few times. It was a complete waste of food for the past few days."

At this moment, neither of them noticed that the wounds Lu Yingman had left on them were slowly becoming red and swollen.

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Xianhe Mountain was silent in the extreme cold of nearly minus eighty degrees.

No one dared to go out unless they were looking for death.

However, this place of deathly silence was gradually being discovered as the city fell.

Snow covered the winding roads at the foot of the mountain.

Survivors constantly adapted to the cruel living conditions, swiftly dispatching the sporadic zombies and animals wandering at the foot of the mountain.

The wind and snow grew heavier. Urged on by the Ability Users, they braved the wind and snow, wrapped in thick old clothes, and struggled to move up the mountain.

After an unknown amount of time, two teams finally reached the end of the road.

At this moment, Chen Quan, who was on the mountain, also saw this scene.

"Yin Yin, there's a situation on the hillside. Two teams of survivors have found their way up."

Qi Yin went up to the observation point and looked toward the hillside.

To be accurate, it wasn't just two teams; there were more behind them, just slower.

"Increase vigilance. Give a warning if anyone approaches. If they insist on breaking in, kill them."

What was bound to come, had come.

Tsk, troublesome.

"Boss, the road was blown apart here. We can't get up. What should we do?"

A redhead wearing a thick military coat stepped forward to check the road conditions, his voice filled with despair.

The "Boss" he referred to was the leader of this team, Yao Xu.

Before the Apocalypse, he was a construction site foreman.

He was accidentally scratched by a zombie and fell into a coma for a few days. After waking up, he discovered that he could conjure fire out of thin air.

Not long after, the extreme cold arrived, and his ability to conjure fire gave him the means to survive in the freezing conditions.

Most of the people he brought with him were former workers from the construction site.

They had good physical fitness, which made them the first batch of survivors to climb Xianhe Mountain.

Hearing the redhead's report, Yao Xu walked up quickly and threw a fireball from his hand.

The snow blocking the road melted, revealing the destroyed road surface to everyone.

The workers felt desperate: "Brother Xu, we finally climbed up here. Not only did we not see any game, are we going to die here?"

The grown men hung their heads and fell silent.

But some of them had their wives with them. The women didn't have such high endurance, and their sobbing gradually grew louder.

Yao Xu was very annoyed, especially when he saw the second survivor team behind them catching up. He was even more irritated.

The leader of the second team was a refined man wearing glasses. Although he looked a bit weak, he was much better off than the others in his team.

Relying on his physical advantage, Yao Xu hadn't spared them from ridicule earlier.

Indeed, the team of the refined man, Yu Wenyu, consisted entirely of university professors.

As intellectuals, their physical fitness naturally couldn't compare to people who had engaged in manual labor for years.

If a real fight broke out, they would be no match for Yao Xu's group.

Therefore, they could only try their best not to come into conflict with the other side.

Yu Wenyu looked around and saw a relatively flat, narrow path to the east of the dead-end road.

If he guessed correctly, this narrow path must lead somewhere.

He raised his hand, signaling the dozen or so professors behind him to follow.

Seeing them walk away, the redhead walked over to Yao Xu.

"Boss, are we... are we going to follow them?"

Yao Xu scratched his head and slapped him.

"Nonsense, we're already here. If we don't follow, what else can we do?"

Although he looked down on intellectuals, he had to admit sometimes that they did have some tricks up their sleeves in certain aspects.

"Follow them! Follow them!" the redhead called out to the people behind.

After struggling for about an hour through the snow, the two groups of survivors finally arrived at the outer perimeter of the hillside villa area.

The few security guards who were supposed to be guarding the community gate had long since frozen to death in the guard booth.

No one had even bothered to collect their corpses.

Yu Wenyu took his team to find a few large trees that were relatively sheltered from the wind, planning to think things over carefully.

But Yao Xu's group of nearly twenty people were all sallow and emaciated, their lips frozen purple.

When they saw this relatively intact villa area, their eyes erupted with a glimmer of desire.

"Is anyone there? Please, open the door! Let us take shelter from the cold."

The redhead loudly pounded on the icy gate, his voice hoarse.

However, after a long time, no one paid any attention to him.

The redhead's hands were swollen from pounding, but it had no effect at all.

"Boss, what should we do? Maybe there's no one here."

Yao Xu spat and gave a fierce look.

"No one? Isn't that even better? Smash the door."

Hearing this, the redhead called over his fellow workers, grabbed some handy tools, and started banging directly on the gate.

Yao Xu stood to the side, releasing flames to melt the snow and reduce resistance.

Soon, the gate was smashed open.

Yao Xu led his people directly to the first villa and started pounding wildly on their door.

"Open the door! Is anyone there!"

If no one answered, they would keep knocking until the owner of the villa made a sound before they would give up.

"Stop knocking! We don't have any food left, just leave."

Then, they would move on to the next house and continue knocking.

They figured that among the nearly twenty villas, there had to be one willing to open the door.

However, the reality disappointed them. After going around, they were still standing in the wind and snow, starving and freezing.

"Damn it, motherf***ers, they're all heartless things."

Yao Xu cursed loudly, not stopping to think that given their own behavior, how could they talk about conscience?

Some people in Yu Wenyu's team couldn't bear to watch their actions.

"Xiao Yu, this isn't very polite, is it?" the white-haired Old Professor said.

Yu Wenyu adjusted his glasses, clicking his tongue at Yao Xu's unreasonable behavior.

But right now, they couldn't even fill their stomachs; what spare time did they have to worry about benevolence and morality?

They could only hold themselves to those standards; they couldn't force others to comply.

"Let's wait and see. We didn't see many zombies on the way up, so it's relatively safe. Let's temporarily settle in the cave behind us. We can worry about the rest later."

He was one of the only two Ability Users in their team, so his words naturally carried weight.

Just as they left, Yao Xu placed his hopes on Villa 18 on the east side of the villa area.