Outside an abandoned neighborhood in Xinma County.
A girl wearing a white dress and a green jacket gently knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, is anyone there?"
Inside the messy room, a scavenger who just finished eating a compressed biscuit soaked in water was pondering how to scam some more supplies from the train tomorrow. Such a fat sheep is hard to come by, so he must make more while they're still around.
The scavenger was momentarily taken aback when he heard the crisp voice of a woman outside the door.
A woman?
And a young woman's voice?
Must be because I've rewarded myself too much recently, leading to hallucinations.
How could a young woman possibly come to the edge of the county this late at night?
There are only zombies and beasts here, and scavengers like us who are worse than beasts. Even the chickens protected by the convoy wouldn't come out here for business.
The scavenger rolled over, with his left foot pressing on his right, indulging himself.
