The roughly made wooden door of Wen Yu's room let out a CREAKING sound, startling him awake.
Wen Yu squinted and saw Sun Ruixing.
"You're back?"
Stretching leisurely, Wen Yu propped himself up and surveyed the battered figure before him.
Sun Ruixing had obviously endured a tough battle; his protective suit was torn to shreds, and a large chunk of flesh had been clawed off his face by a zombie.
Sun Ruixing nodded at Wen Yu. "I just got back. I went to Li Dalong's place, but no one was there. I asked a random person and found out your location."
The events of the afternoon were common knowledge. Besides the death of Er Gang—that beast of a Level 2 professionist—the most eye-catching development was the arrival of a powerful expert, Wen Yu, at the camp.
"I guess I'm somewhat of a celebrity here now!" Wen Yu remarked with a self-deprecating sigh and lay down on the bed again.
Sun Ruixing looked at Wen Yu, then asked hesitantly, "Um, where is Bai Xiao'an?"
