They had to hit the road early the next morning, so it was better to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
Li Qian simply used his spiritual power to monitor the zombies' movements and sat without moving.
Behind the small village, zombies covered with fungi trembled in unison under the silver moonlight, their fan-shaped fungal tops glistening as if seeking something.
Hiding under a bed inside a house, the couple next door to Su Mo held their child and clutched their mouths tightly shut.
The zombies had no sense of smell or any other senses, and searched for prey relying solely on the fungus atop their heads.
Under Li Qian's spiritual power, the windows on the balcony of their small villa were left open by mistake, and the curtains fluttered with the wind, making a rustling noise. A zombie clutched the exterior wall, climbing over into the balcony, the sound of its claws landing on the floor echoing through the air.
