Yan Bubu ran forward with the people behind him. Because of the distance, he couldn't sort out Feng Chen's spiritual domain after he ran past the plantation, so he took the opportunity to sort it out.
Feng Chen squatted beside the ruins and tried to pull out a board in the middle. Just after dragging it a few inches, he heard a few clicks, and the huge rocks pressing on the roof of the board house sank down. At the same time, a scream came from the gap: "It's still lowering, still lowering..."
Feng Chen quickly stopped and leaned into the gap and shouted, "How are you guys?"
"... It's okay, squat on the ground... There are more than a hundred of us here..."
Feng Chen carefully examined the ruins and found that the roof was supported by the wall in front of him and several boards diagonally opposite. If any of the boards were pulled out, the boulder would fall to the ground.
He walked forward along the ruins, went around to the left wall, squatted down, and carefully and slowly pulled a piece of board in front of him.
The boards rubbed against each other, making a harsh creaking sound. When he pulled out the board, a gap appeared in front of him, but the huge rock pressing on the board house did not shake.
Feng Chen slowly breathed a sigh of relief. The voices of people inside could be heard clearly, including the crying of a child and the coughing of an old man.
"Thank you, thank you so much. You are a sentinel, right? From the Eastern or Western Allied Forces? We are lucky to meet you, otherwise more than a hundred of us would really die here." A middle-aged man near the crack said gratefully, his voice trembling with nervousness.
Feng Chen did not respond. After using his mental power to kill a dozen zombies that were rushing towards him, he began to look for the next movable board. He carefully grabbed one corner of the board and pulled it out.
The middle-aged man was probably too nervous, or maybe he was afraid that Feng Chen would abandon them and run away, so he kept talking. He first repeated his gratitude over and over again, and then started to introduce himself.
"We are all from the same place and have known each other for many years. We used to live in a rental house in Area A of the Central City. After we moved here, we also lived in a prefabricated house resettlement site. You know Haiyun City, right? We are all from Haiyun City. We came to the Central City by boat many years ago. There were quite a lot of us who came to the Central City back then, probably about 6,000 to 7,000 people. Now there are only about 1,000 people left..."
When Feng Chen heard the words "Haiyun City", he paused and glanced at the gap. But then he lowered his head and continued to drag the board out.
Maybe because of the suffocation, the child's crying became more and more shrill. The man finally stopped talking and turned to ask the child's parents if they wanted to bring the child over from the ground and come to this hole to get some fresh air.
Yan Bubu led a group of people running forward from the middle of the mountain, and zombies rushed towards them along the way. Although the two quantum beasts intercepted them at the foot of the mountain, a few zombies sneaked around the mountainside and pounced on the crowd. People in the team were almost bitten twice.
"Let's not go up the mountain, the target is too obvious, just go through the plantation!" Yan Bubu stopped and rushed to the plantation with his men.
Although there were zombies in the garden, there were gravels everywhere, and the zombies seemed to prefer to pass through the road on the side, so there were fewer zombies in the field. And even though the crops were smashed into a mess by the gravel, many corn stalks were still standing up halfway, so if people walked in it with their backs bent, it would be more hidden than on the bare mountain.