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Just when Ling Mo and his group were hunting intensively in the amusement park, another group of people was active in a different area.
"Hurry, I can't hold on much longer!"
A survivor was struggling to hold a door closed from inside while several zombies were relentlessly slamming into it outside.
The door lock kept making a "clang" noise, indicating it could be completely broken open at any moment.
Meanwhile, inside the room, a few survivors were searching around.
"Damn, there's too little food here!"
A bald man in his thirties kicked over a shelf in front of him, irritably throwing a bag of candies he found onto the ground.
Another survivor quickly picked it up and put it into a backpack.
The backpack was only half full, stuffed haphazardly with food and several bottles of drinks.
"There's no choice, things are getting harder to find."
