Fang Yuxin sniffed the air and suddenly furrowed her brow. She gave Fang Yuyang a meaningful look and whispered, "Brother, think of something. Don't let the fragrance drift away."
Although such a smell wouldn't attract zombies, there were still many mutated creatures besides zombies! If they drew those creatures here, the situation could get ugly! Fang Yuyang was initially startled but then understood Fang Yuxin's meaning. With a nod, his fingers began to move silently, beginning to make hand signs.
Then, many people suddenly realized that a breeze had sprung up out of nowhere. This wind posed no threat but weirdly circled the entire area, constantly swirling. As it did, the delicious scent of the food was confined within this small space by the wind, unable to disperse.
