Chuzheng suddenly turned around.
Ji Lin, whom she hadn't noticed, was standing in the dark, his silhouette blurry, and Chuzheng couldn't see his expression. She could only sense that he was looking at her.
Chuzheng backed away: "What are you doing down here?"
"I saw you come down, so I followed." Ji Lin shrugged, "What are you looking at? Across the street... are the people we met today. Are you thinking about attracting zombies to surround them again?"
"It's worth considering," Chuzheng seriously analyzed the situation with him, "but it's not very feasible. According to the person we caught upstairs, the zombies here might be controlled by someone, so it's unrealistic to stir up trouble with so many zombies."
Ji Lin raised his eyebrows in the dark.
She usually speaks sparingly and avoids talking when possible; it's rare to hear her say so much.
