Lost Land (GL)

Chapter 38

The three of them, moving with a practiced efficiency born of necessity, took out the two zombies with a minimum of noise. They then carefully stepped out into the hallway, their eyes scanning the area for any sign of danger. The zombies at the entrance to the stairs weren't a major threat, but they needed to be dealt with quickly and quietly.

They soon reached the corner of the fourth floor, their hearts pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and anticipation. They had to find a way to lure the zombies out without attracting the attention of the larger group beyond.

"Don't zombies love to eat people? Let's use human blood," Huang Shan suggested, his voice a mixture of desperation and morbid humor.

"Where are we going to get human blood?" Mo Bai asked, his eyes widening in horror.

The air hung heavy with silence, the only sound the rhythmic thump of their hearts.

Then, both Mo Bai and Huang Shan, their eyes gleaming with a disturbingly creative solution, turned towards Mo Ran. Mo Ran, her hackles rising, felt a chill run down her spine. "What are you two thinking?" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion.

"You girls, don't you have that?" Huang Shan said, his face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

Mo Ran, her eyes widening in horror, understood their suggestion in an instant. "That? Besides my period, what else could it be?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with disgust.

"It's not like it's there whenever you want it," she said, her voice laced with annoyance. "You two are so perverted to think of that."

She hadn't had her period for over half a month since the apocalypse. Thankfully, it had come while they were in a safe area. If it had come while they were at school, it would have been a nightmare.

She wouldn't have had time to escape, and if she had gotten her period, she might as well have died there. Women had it harder than men in the apocalypse.

Seeing Mo Ran's firm refusal, the two men, their faces flushed with embarrassment, didn't press the issue further. Mo Bai, ever the resourceful one, took the lead, taking a knife and slicing his palm. He then took a piece of cloth, soaked it in his blood, and used it as bait.

They tested the blood cloth, and it worked surprisingly well. They could lure the zombies by throwing the cloth tied to a string at their faces. They could attract a maximum of two zombies at a time, and they were easy to deal with.

Meanwhile, on the sixth floor, Qi Kui, her brow furrowed in concentration, was working on the radio. She had finally managed to fix it, and a smile of satisfaction spread across her face.

"Finally fixed it," she said, her voice a mixture of relief and pride.

Zhang Wan Ying, her eyes wide with admiration, watched her work. "You're amazing. You know so much."

Qi Kui, her smile fading, shrugged. "It's nothing. These are all things I have to learn." Being a survivor in Blue Star meant being adaptable, resourceful, and always learning. She had no time for complacency, no room for weakness.

The world had changed, and they had to change with it. They had to adapt, to learn, to survive. And in this new world, every skill, every piece of knowledge, was a weapon.

The radio sputtered and died, a silent testament to the depleted batteries. Qi Kui, with a sigh of exasperation, pried open the battery compartment, her eyes scanning the model. "Useless," she muttered, slumping back into her seat. "Two measly batteries, nothing before the apocalypse, now they're worth their weight in gold."