Xie Ning narrowed her eyes, the corner of her lip curling into a faint, mocking smile.
'Things are moving fast. It's only the first day of the apocalypse, and all the ghouls and goblins are already crawling out of the woodwork.'
The elderly couple was clearly a bit frightened, but they seemed to be in decent shape mentally.
It had been many years since she'd seen her grandparents. Xie Ning was lost in a momentary daze before she snapped out of it and hurried forward.
But she was stopped before she could even get close to the rattan chairs.
A thuggish young man with bleached-blond hair swaggered over, grinning at Xie Ning. "Who's this little beauty? Didn't you hear us talking? Come over here and register."
He pointed to a crude hand-drawn sign. "Song Family Pavilion Rescue Association."
"That's right." Xiao Huang Mao crossed his arms, eyeing Xie Ning with great interest. "You know the world has changed, right? Monsters are running wild out there."
