In light rain, there would only be a few hundred, at most a thousand zombies.
Continuous heavy rain, like the situation a few days ago, would bring at most tens of thousands of zombies.
Three hundred thousand zombies, this number is extremely terrifying, and if these zombies become more sensitive with the continuous heavy rain, even hiding behind walls, it would be hard to resist them.
Li Yu asked somewhat puzzledly, "How did you survive a Zombie Tide of this scale?"
Third Uncle said, "In the prison, there was a Water Tower more than thirty meters high, where we hid for more than ten days to escape this calamity. One of the guys in Uncle Qin's group, a young man named Fang Yuan, sacrificed his life to cover our retreat before we evacuated..."
As soon as he said this, everyone's mood became somewhat depressed.
Li Yu nodded towards Uncle Qin and others.
Third Uncle also thought a lot along the way and took this opportunity to share his recent thoughts with Li Yu:
