Zhao Yingjun sighed with relief when the zombie left.
Scared the handsome hell out of me!
"That really is my daughter, she really is my daughter..." The man was still causing a commotion.
The people around him didn't look too good, but they still tried to console him.
After all, if they saw their own loved ones, they might react the same way he did.
The man suddenly pushed through the crowd and rushed to Zhao Yingjun: "Can you help me find Jiaojiao?"
Zhao Yingjun: "!!!"
What kind of request is this?
With so many zombies in the city, where was he supposed to look? He wasn't some big shot, how could he dare to go looking?
Of course, Zhao Yingjun couldn't agree to this request, hurriedly finished his business, and dashed away.
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The batch of people sent by the base solved quite a few problems, and the city still needed humans for normal operations.
Relying on that bunch of rebellious zombies...
Chuzheng thought it would be over sooner or later.
