They slowly climbed from the second floor to the sixth floor. Here, the light became brighter, but the wind was getting stronger. The wind blew in through the unglazed windows and gathered in the corridor, causing everyone's hair to flutter. Zhang Xiaoqiang's short hair was fine, but the people in front of him all looked like weeds in the wind. The way their hair fluttered in the wind made Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart shiver. He was afraid that the dirt on their hair would fall on him.
Zhang Xiao Qiang followed the people in front of him as they climbed, climbing and climbing. They didn't know how many floors they had climbed, but suddenly, they could no longer feel the cold wind blowing on their heads. At this time, Zhang Xiao Qiang could almost see half of Vladivostok through the window.
On the next floor, the light began to dim again. Most of the windows above were blocked by wooden doors that had been dismantled. Although it was dim, it was still somewhat warm.
This used to be a huge conference room, but now it was the living room of the survivors. Messy beds were scattered on the ground. They all looked the same — dirty, ugly, and messy. Thick, dark curtains were draped over them. Hunched figures were hiding in dark corners.
The guide continued to lead them up until they reached the rooftop. The wind on the rooftop was strong and carried the smell of the ocean. A few large tarps were slanted against the wind, a few thick desks, more than ten wooden chairs that did not look too dirty, some empty wine bottles and dirty Simmons mattresses were placed in a corner. The rest of the space was filled with artificial fields covered with soil. Potato sprouts were growing in the fields in the air.
The guide finally relaxed. He asked Zhang Xiaoqiang and Angor to take a seat and asked someone to bring them a few cups of hot water with a layer of powdered tea leaves floating in it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang politely declined. He put the water in his hand and took a drink from his canteen. Angor continued to argue with Akim. They did not control their volume, so everyone around them could hear them. Akim's people all showed a hint of despair and anger, while Angor's people showed a hint of helplessness and pity.
Zhang Xiao Qiang looked at the two of them arguing and became impatient. He stood up and walked over to their observation point. He looked at the scenery of the city. There weren't many tall buildings in the city. Most of the buildings were short. The main color of the city was green. On the streets, zombies were wandering around the old cars. Most of the cars were rusted. Even further away, the wide sea was like a huge mirror, reflecting the golden rays of the sun.
Zombies gradually gathered downstairs. The smoke from the zombies they had burned earlier had not dissipated. The zombies swarmed around the place, seemingly ready to eat. At this time, Zhang Xiao Qiang understood that his previous guess was right. There were zombies that died. The Z-Type would not waste resources. Using these corpses to evolve the zombies was a good deal.
The Z-Type's expectations were destined to be disappointed. Zhang Xiao Qiang's cautiousness made him burn all the zombie corpses. For a moment, the zombies could not find any materials to supplement their evolution, and began to become anxious. This kind of anxiety could only be seen by Zhang Xiao Qiang. In the eyes of the people on the rooftop, the zombies were still the same zombies, there was no difference.
One of Shi Yuanye's most successful discoveries was the formation of the zombies. The zombies looked disorderly, but they were actually separated by a certain distance. Three zombies formed an equilateral triangle. Whenever a zombie died due to the terrain, the zombies behind would replace it, and the triangle would be rebuilt. Now, the triangles of different sizes had collapsed, and the zombies were moving together in a disorderly manner. Sometimes, zombies would get knocked down by their own kind, and if they were unlucky enough, they would not be able to get up again.
The argument did not stop. Angor stood up and pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang in an agitated manner. When the others saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at them, they all lowered their heads and refused to give up. Zhang Xiaoqiang regretted not bringing Karina with him. At least, she would not have to listen to the Heavenly Book here.
Perhaps he sensed Zhang Xiao Qiang's impatience, Angor grew anxious. He came here because Akim could make a power umbrella, and Akim insisted on taking more than 30 people with him. Moving 30 people might not be a problem, but what about the food supply after that?
Three people on Akim's side had already starved to death, and the rest were in a precarious situation. Their own food supply could only last them until the next potato harvest. Thirty people were more of a disaster than a help, not to mention that they would have to wait until they became part of the group.
Who would have the final say then?
Once Zhang Xiaoqiang left, Pizza Hut would be the weak master. It was not impossible for them to turn the tables on Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Akim, I'll say it again. We don't have food, no … We're not that close. You have only one choice now. Come with me and help me make that damn umbrella. If you can make it, I can convince this Chinese guy to help you find food …" Angor repeated his request.
Angor repeated his request. The bear-like man sitting in front of him shook his beard and refused again. He raised his voice and yelled, "Angor, you stingy bastard! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You have plenty of food. The botanical garden is big enough to grow them. You can have as many potatoes as you want.
My people can't live without me. I'm going to take them with me. They trust me, and I have to live up to their trust … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not care about the noise behind him. He abruptly poked his body out of the wall and looked down. He saw hundreds of zombies gathered on the second floor. Angor, Akim, and Akim must have left their sweat there and let the zombies smell it. In other words, the zombies had already found their position. If they delayed any longer, a new sea of zombies would form here.
Zhang Xiao Qiang nimbly jumped onto the wall and looked down. Angor and Akim shut their mouths at the same time. They suddenly remembered something and became frightened. They climbed up the wall clumsily and pulled the lightning rod to look down. When they saw the zombies gathering below, they couldn't help but scream. If the zombies continued to gather, the entire building would be surrounded by them.
Thud …
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped off the wall and looked at the frightened Angor. He pointed at the garden and gestured for them to leave. Angor turned to Akim and said, "Sorry, old friend. We're leaving now. I hope we can distract the demons. Think about what I said. I really can't provide enough food for 30 people. Sorry …"
With that, Angor turned around and left. Paul and Gustav coldly stared at the hostile men in front of them and quickly followed Angor. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not understand what was going on. Their goal was to take Akim back, but it seemed the people here did not want to make a deal with them. So he decided to come back tomorrow with Karina.
The people behind them did not ask them to stay. They just watched them from behind. Angor walked away with determination, but he was worried that Zhang Xiaoqiang would blame him for not accomplishing his goal.
Suddenly, a man shouted something from behind. Zhang Xiao Qiang looked at Angor's group in confusion. They all turned around to look at Akim, who called them.
The burly Akim led them to the living room downstairs, and called out to the women and children standing in the corner. After a while, a pregnant lady walked out from the crowd. She was unkempt, and it was hard to see her appearance clearly. Zhang Xiao Qiang felt that this pregnant lady was especially short in comparison to the rest of the Russian women, as though she was a minor.
When she walked to a slightly brighter place, Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and saw the black hair on the pregnant woman's head. The pregnant woman's body was very deformed. She was round in the middle, thin on the upper body, and her cheeks were almost skeleton-like. She looked at the men in front of her timidly. Just like the men here, the pregnant woman had never taken a bath, and her body emitted a sour smell. The men were better off because they had to stand guard on the rooftop, so they could always bask in the sun. The smell was bad, but not unbearable.
Angor pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said something. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not understand, so Angor pointed at the woman. The woman looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in surprise. She opened her mouth weakly and spoke in Chinese with a slightly changed voice, "I'm An Xiaohui, from Beijing. Are you from China?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the woman called An Xiaohui strangely. Her eyes were cloudy, and her cheeks were thin. She stood in front of him, and her legs were trembling. She was not afraid, but she did not have enough strength to stand for a long time. Her strength seemed to be extremely weak.
With An Xiaohui, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a translator. He finally understood the reason for the disagreement between the two sides. If Akim did not ask them to take An Xiaohui with them before they left, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have been kept in the dark from the beginning.
"Tell them to leave. I'll take care of their food. I only need the power umbrella …"
Food for 30 people was not a problem in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. With his current ability, as long as the logistics could keep up, zombies could no longer stop him.