Buzz!
Xue Fang was just about to speak when the truck suddenly stalled and came to a stop.
"What's wrong?"
Everyone tensed up instantly.
Shen Hao, taciturn as always, reacted the fastest. He immediately shifted into a defensive stance, subtly shielding Ling Zhuang with one arm. Zheng Shuqiu, nearest to the door, didn't rush to open it. Instead, he crouched low behind the panel, pressing his ear against it to listen.
In contrast to their alertness, Ling Zhuang sat relaxed with his head slightly lowered, "It's not a zombie. We've arrived at a place we can stay."
Xue Fang gave him a sharp glance. "How would you know that? You don't have powers, and you clearly have no sense of vigilance either. What's wrong with you?"
Ling Zhuang didn't seem to hear the irritation in his voice. He leaned back casually against the wall of the truck and murmured, "Three, two, one."
Bang.
The door burst open from the outside.
