The people on the rooftop heard the keyword "survivor" and all of them exclaimed in unison, as if seeing a legendary unicorn appearing right in front of their eyes.
"What?? Survivors?? Really??" The group of people with black hoods immediately swarmed over Aon and Melan, not even taking Bob seriously.
Of course, they still pointed their handguns towards Bob, but their eyes were all focused on the two handsome human beings.
When the group of people saw healthy survivors who didn't look like they were infected by the zombie's virus, they subconsciously sighed in relief.
"Finally, there are survivors. I thought that this city had turned into a dead city of zombies."
One of the people, apparently a woman, murmured in a melancholy voice, almost rivalling Melan's acting skill.
The other people also looked like they found a glimmer of hope in despair.
They all stared at Melan and Aon with fiery eyes, so much so that the two handsome men shuddered from head to toe.
