Those who reincarnate must die.

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"It's you? Zhang Lang?"

This call made Zhang Lang stop what he was doing. (Google search reading)

He knew who was calling him without even turning his head.

In this world, there is only one person who knows him and knows that his name is Zhang Lang and not Hunter.

"Sister Sasha, don't come any closer! This guy is a monster!" The boy in Zhang Lang's arms struggled and screamed in terror, but he couldn't stop the blonde beauty from running towards him.

"It really is you! Zhang Lang, what are you doing in McKinsey?"

Looking at the girl with a surprised expression, Zhang Lang also smiled, a rare occurrence for him.

Although the clothes were somewhat worn, the appearance, the eyes, and the voice were clearly those of the girl who had escaped from the building with him more than a year ago.

"Long time no see." Zhang Lang released the boy and turned to Sasha: "You haven't changed at all, you're still so beautiful."

"Thank you!" Sasha tossed her hair. "You're just as brave as you were back then!"

Watching the two of them flatter each other, the young man blinked and asked, "Sister Sasha, you two know each other?"

Sasha chuckled, "Remember the person I always told you about, the one who protected me and got me out of the city when the virus first broke out?"

"It's him?" The boy was startled upon hearing this, and his gaze towards Zhang Lang shifted from fear to admiration: "No wonder you're so amazing!"

Zhang Lang nodded, his eyes filled with doubt as he looked at Sasha: "But what about you guys... how come you..."

Zhang Lang had too many questions and was momentarily speechless. Just then, a long roar came from outside. Sasha and the boy's expressions changed slightly upon hearing it, and they pulled Zhang Lang up, saying, "This isn't the place to talk. Come with us!"

Zhang Lang's ears twitched as he heard a series of chaotic footsteps outside, which sounded like some kind of four-legged animal. Looking out the window, he saw dozens of giant wolf monsters, each as big as an elephant, running out of the street corner and rushing towards him.

Zhang Lang frowned, preparing to go out and fight, but Sasha grabbed his hand: "Hurry up, it'll be too late if we don't leave now!"

"Where to?" Zhang Lang asked, frowning.

"A shelter!" Sasha looked into Zhang Lang's eyes, her gaze resolute.

Under Sasha's watchful eye, Zhang Lang abandoned his attack on the giant wolf and agreed to act with her.

At the same time, the boy raised his hand and tapped his temple, issuing a command. The hundreds of Stage 3 wolves outside turned around in unison, waving their four arms and charging towards the wolf pack.

The giant wolves accepted all comers without hesitation, charging into the horde of zombies, opening their blood-red mouths and brandishing their sharp claws, tearing and biting at the zombies.

To ordinary people, the Stage 3 zombies are like nightmares, but in front of these giant wolves, they are like lambs to the slaughter, powerless to resist.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Thanks to the zombies' delay, Sasha and the boy were able to escape from the building through the back door with Zhang Lang and crawl into a sewer.

Because no domestic sewage has been discharged for a long time, only some rainwater has accumulated in the sewers. Compared to the monsters and the messy ground, this place is actually much cleaner than when humans lived here.

"This way!" Sasha and the boy led Zhang Lang through the sewers. After a short while, they slipped into a dark corner, pushed open a hidden door, and went inside.

Behind the hidden door was a downward-sloping corridor. The three walked along the corridor, going deeper and deeper until they soon saw light.

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It was a huge, rusty iron gate, and a man with a mohawk stood guard at the entrance, holding a shotgun.

"Bobby!" Sasha called out from afar.

The man with the mohawk beamed when he saw them, then spotted Zhang Lang and raised his gun, asking warily, "Who is this?"

"A newly discovered survivor!" Sasha stepped forward and introduced, "He's also my friend!"

"A survivor?" Bobby frowned, giving Zhang Lang a once-over. "These days, ordinary people can't survive!"

"Trust me!" Sasha patted Bobby on the shoulder. "He's trustworthy!"

Bobby glanced at Sasha, shrugged, and finally lowered his gun: "Since you've said that... please come in."

The iron gate opened, revealing a spacious and bright circular hall.

The hall was about 100 square meters and four or five meters high. A string of light bulbs of different sizes and brightness connected the ceiling, providing ample lighting. The floor was piled with a lot of miscellaneous items, such as various scrap steel parts, electronic equipment, tables, chairs, cabinets, etc. Seven or eight survivors like Sasha were busy here.

When Sasha returned, everyone stopped what they were doing and greeted her with smiles.

It's clear that Sasha has a high reputation here, and she's quite different from the helpless girl Zhang Lang remembers her for.

Everyone naturally noticed Zhang Lang as well. Sasha told them about Zhang Lang's experience of saving her, portraying him as a brave and kind hero with supernatural abilities.

Everyone trusted Sasha and readily accepted her explanation, unlike Bobby at the door who was more wary.

"I'm sorry, we didn't bring back enough supplies this time..." Sasha looked ashamed as she spoke of the expedition's outcome: "We encountered a pack of ghoul wolves and had to retreat. Even Jess's horde was mostly slaughtered... I'm so sorry everyone..."

"Don't say that!" An old woman with a wrinkled face waved her hand. "We're only able to survive here thanks to Sasha's efforts, so how could we blame you? The ghoul pack won't stay in one place for too long. We can leave in a few days. Let's save some money these next few days..."

As she spoke, the old woman sighed, "It's a pity I'm too old and useless, otherwise I would definitely help you find supplies."

"Yes, in a few days, when my injury heals, I'll go with Sasha too!" said one of the wounded, shaking his bandaged right hand as he spoke.

Others also expressed their opinions, offering encouragement or volunteering.

"It's too dangerous outside!" Sasha hushed everyone. "Going out with too many people will attract the monsters' attention. Two or three at a time is perfect. Everyone has their own talents, and not everyone is suited for adventures outside. Our job is to use our strengths, help each other, and keep the shelter running smoothly!"

At Sasha's urging, everyone returned to their posts and got back to work.

Sasa also showed Zhang Lang around the shelter.

According to Sasha, there are currently twenty-five survivors in the entire shelter, including Zhang Lang. In addition to this main hall, there are many small rooms connected to it. Some are bedrooms where people live in twos and threes, while others are rooms with special functions, such as kitchens, toilets, energy rooms, and storage rooms.

Even in the lobby, where things seem cluttered, there is actually a sense of order within the chaos, dividing the not-so-spacious space into different functional areas.

For example, there's a foundry area with workbenches for making parts and polishing equipment, a dining area with tables for eating, and even a lounge area with sofas and coffee tables for entertainment.

In the lounge area, Zhang Lang even saw two children playing games with a controller in front of a dilapidated television.

The fact that resources can be set aside for children's entertainment shows that life in this shelter is not so dire.

"It's a nice place." Zhang Lang nodded, giving an affirmative evaluation.

"Of course!" Jess, the boy who had previously controlled the horde of zombies, patted his chest confidently. "We're only able to live here thanks to Sasha!"

"Don't say that..." Sasha smiled a little shyly, "It's all thanks to everyone's hard work!"

"Speaking of which..." Zhang Lang looked at Sasha and asked his question, "Sasha, how did you come to McKinsey? Where did these survivors come from? And what's with Jess's abilities?"

It's no wonder Zhang Lang had doubts. Sasha, needless to say, had checked the map in Professor Bard's hands. When the virus first broke out, the city he helped Sasha escape from was thousands of kilometers away from McKinsey. He didn't believe that Sasha was so unlucky as to escape one danger only to fall into another, twice in a row at the epicenter of the virus outbreak.

Even among the other survivors, Zhang Lang had observed that their skin color, race, and accents varied, clearly indicating they came from different places. Why had they all gathered in McKinsey City, this virus hotspot, to become survivors?

Speaking of this, Sasha sighed, raised her hand, and a ball of electricity crackled at her fingertips.

"This is..." Zhang Lang's brow twitched slightly: "You have superpowers too?"

"It's not just me and Jess." Sasha shook her head, looking into Zhang Lang's eyes. "In this shelter, all the survivors you just saw have special abilities!"

Strictly speaking, we might no longer be considered human!