Song Youâai frantically snatched Song Kexinâs phone and scrolled through it. "Oh no, Xiao Zhi sent a message twenty minutes ago! He said the village committee building has been blocked off by a horde of rotting corpses. He told us all to be careful and stay inside if we can."
Song Kexinâs eyes reddened with anxiety. "So my dadâs trapped in the village committee building? What are we going to do?"
"Donât panic," Xie Ning replied calmly. "It means Uncle is relatively safe for now."
"We canât lose our cool." Xie Ning drove the car into the Cultural Park and found a secluded spot to stop. "Mom, you and Kexin stay here. Lock the doors and donât move. Iâll go to the village committee building and bring Uncle back."
"No way." Song Youâai was starting to panic. "Iâm going with you. Kexin can stay here and watch the car."
"Sis!"
"Alright, thatâs enough," Xie Ning quickly cut them off. "Donât worry. I have a way to get Uncle out. I wonât fight them head-on; Iâll use my head. There will be no problem."
Xie Ning winked at Song Youâai. "Câmon, Mom. Donât you trust me?"
Only then did Song Youâai remember that her daughter had a superpower.
âBut could that small Space really be useful at a time like this?â Song Youâai was still a nervous wreck, her heart pounding.
"Relax. Itâs only a two-hundred-meter round trip to the village committee building. Itâll be fast. Twenty minutes. Wait for me!"
Song Kexin opened her mouth to speak, a nerve twitching violently in her brow.
Now, just hearing the phrase "twenty minutes" made her incredibly anxious.
Her cousinâs sense of time revolved around a single unit: twenty minutes. No matter how long something actually took, her answer was always "twenty minutes."
Xie Ning hopped out of the car, gave the two of them a small wave, and turned to run toward the village committee building.
She knew this area well. Even after twenty years, everything felt just as familiar now that she was back in the Song Family Pavilion.
The office building wasnât far from the Cultural Park. If she took a shortcut through the wooded path and made two turns, she would be right at the back entrance.
However, the path was littered with zombies. Whenever Xie Ning saw a few stragglers, she dispatched them with maximum efficiency.
âSince Uncle said the zombie horde is blocking the entrance to the village committee building, I need to find a way to lure some of these things away.â
With that thought, Xie Ning veered onto a side path and made a break for the parking lot behind the building.
A moment later, the piercing blare of several car alarms echoed from the parking lot.
The immense noise immediately drew the nearby, roaming zombies in its direction.
Xie Ning seized the opportunity, ducking into the buildingâs back stairwell. The moment she was in, she thrust her long blade through the skull of a zombie in a suit and, without a backward glance, started running upstairs.
According to the text from her uncle, he was trapped in an office on the fourth floor.
âWe have to get out of this building fast,â she thought. âOtherwise, the horde will just keep growing, and itâll be too late to do anything.â
Xie Ning had just reached the second floor when she saw two female clerks in uniform stumbling toward her. One had an injury on her arm, and her face was flushed bright red, as if from a high fever.
The two had been trying to run downstairs, but after just a few steps, they saw several zombies lurching up the staircase toward them.
The other woman shrieked in terror, turned, and bolted.
The strange creatures crowded the bottom of the stairs, each trying to climb in its own bizarre way, tripping over the steps and falling one after another.
Suddenly, one of them managed to lift a foot onto the first step. It wobbled its way up another, and then quickly found its balance.
The other zombies, as if theyâd discovered a new continent, began to copy the one in the lead, jostling and pushing as they learned to climb their way up.