One of the survivors covered his eyes with his hand, tears streaming down his cheeks as he hugged his wife tightly with the other.
"Wu wu… thank God, wife. We can finally leave. We don't have to sit in one place and depend on others anymore."
Others, seeing the scene, became emotional as well, their tears reflecting both fear and hope.
Betty, standing amidst the crying people, allowed a sly grin to tug at her lips. Without waiting any longer, she turned on her heel and strode toward the exit.
'Ha, I don't need to stay here anymore. Tch tch, time to use the divine stealing technique again.
Outside, she drew her knife, and as soon as her boots touched the damp dirt, she took off running. Every zombie that appeared in her path was cut down swiftly, her blade flashing in the dim light, her movements leaving dents in the soft ground.
Inside the camp, David glanced at Ethan and Henry.
"Let's move. Now that we know where to go, hopefully our parents are there."
