Its slightly feeble voice made Su Mo's heart soften. She pushed the meat forward toward Yang Yichu, "Eat."
It didn't feel hunger inside the Treasure Bag, but outside, it had an endless appetite. Yang Yichu held the bloody pork, devouring it eagerly.
Su Mo watched him eat with a smile, then said to Lu Chen, "Look, it's almost fully recovered!"
"Because of your system?"
Su Mo hesitated before nodding, "I'm not sure, but it's very likely that the Treasure Bag can heal these kinds of wounds."
Yang Yichu finished off all the meat, then reluctantly licked the blood from the corners of his mouth clean. He sat quietly, gray spiritual power spreading out, then retracting after a short while, and he asked proactively, "Sister, why?"
He tilted his head in confusion, looking at Su Mo.
Su Mo was equally curious, "What why?"
Yang Yichu pondered for a moment and said, "So many... are gone."
Su Mo was struck by his question, then responded, "Do you mean zombies?"
