Lin Qiao continued to roar at the zombie for a while without receiving the slightest response or reaction from the latter. She felt like she was talking to a cow, which could understand rudimentary instructions but not answer any questions.
She had no way of communicating with this zombie at all.
Understanding this, she sighed and gave up on asking it for directions.
'Hungry…'
Suddenly, a thought popped up in Lin Qiao's mind, seeming to come from someone other than herself.
'Hungry... Hungry... Hungry...'
Her head ached slightly, as she felt similar to when she first woke up and found that she was processing a lot of information composed of thoughts belonging to someone other than herself. She remembered passing out from the pain due to such a huge amount of information flooding into her brain yesterday or the day before. But now, she merely received a small amount of information that wasn't as strong as what she had sensed earlier, and the headache was faint as well.
