She had seen enough. She had beaten them already, and if they had any brains at all, the fear should have stayed with them long enough to keep them off her floor forever. But the chat made it clear they had not learned enough yet. That was fine. They would not survive long enough to keep being annoying. The apocalypse was still young. Their injuries were already bad. The zombies outside were already growing in number. Bai Li could practically hear the future closing around them. In a day or two, maybe less, they would stop talking about her and start screaming about themselves. She had no intention of sitting there and correcting every false message. Let them spread their rumors. Let them call her a murderer. Let them pretend they had been innocent. They would not last long enough for those lies to matter.
