Guo Xiaobei was startled. Instinctively, he hid the thing in his hand behind his back. Unfortunately, Han Yang was more than twice as fast as him. In an instant, the evolution stone in his hand had fallen into Han Yang's hand.

  Once the evolution stone was in his hand, Han Yang felt extremely comfortable, as if there was a very pure energy contained within it, condensed but not dissipating.

  Han Yang carefully examined the stone, his attitude so serious that he couldn't be distracted by the outside world. Guo Xiaobei's face looked a bit ugly.

  Firstly, he knew that this good thing had fallen into Han Yang's hands, and it would probably be very difficult to get it back. Secondly, he didn't know how to explain the origin of this stone to Han Yang. Before, the other party had already suspected that he was a zombie. If he told the truth, he estimated that in the next second, there would be a big hole in his head and he would contribute a high-level brain nucleus to the other party. Moreover, the faint deterrence from the other party always gave him a sense of oppression. He just didn't know if it was because they were natural enemies.

  Guo Xiaobei saw that Han Yang was so focused, with all his attention on the stone. He quietly swallowed his saliva and began to retreat quietly without attracting attention. Anyway, it was more important to avoid trouble and save his life first.

  "Stop right there." Guo Xiaobei had just managed to turn around with great effort when Han Yang spoke faintly behind him, his tone carrying a deterrence that couldn't be ignored.

  "Um..." Guo Xiaobei obediently stopped, swallowing nervously.

  "Where did this thing come from?" Han Yang shifted his gaze from the stone to Guo Xiaobei's face.

  "Um... I picked it up..."

  "Humph." Han Yang sneered and reached out to grab Guo Xiaobei's sleeve.

  "What... what are you doing..." Guo Xiaobei's face turned pale. Could it be that the other party had seen through his trick and wanted to deal with him on the spot? Was there the smell of zombies on the stone?

  "Where did you pick it up? Take me there to have a look." Han Yang's face didn't look good, with a bit of anger on it.

  "I... I... I..."

  "Now that things have come to this point, you still want to lie! The energy contained in this thing is so powerful. Could you have just picked it up like that? Tell me, did you sneak into the base?" Han Yang turned around, closed the door properly, and then grabbed the back of Guo Xiaobei's collar and dragged him into his own room. "Speak!"

  Han Yang locked his room door, sat on the bed with an imposing manner, and swept his cold and stern eyes towards Guo Xiaobei, who was trembling slightly by the door.

  "..." Guo Xiaobei just felt dizzy, as if he was walking on cotton. If he looked in the mirror at this time, he would find that his face and lips were extremely pale.

  "Tell me, who are you exactly?"

  "..." Guo Xiaobei opened his mouth but found that he couldn't make a sound. The aura on Han Yang at this time was too terrifying. He felt that his own aura was completely suppressed, and he even struggled with great difficulty.

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  "From the moment I saw you, I've been very curious." Han Yang stood up and walked towards Guo Xiaobei. "The feeling you give me is lifeless, as if you're a zombie. But looking at your complexion and behavior, obviously you're not! Who on earth are you!"

  The suppression of the aura from Han Yang on Guo Xiaobei was getting stronger and stronger, gradually reaching a point that he couldn't bear. His legs gave way and he actually fell to the ground. And Han Yang's unchanged terrifying expression and the words he said made Guo Xiaobei's mouth taste bitter. So he had really determined that he was a zombie. He had known it all along...

  Han Yang watched Guo Xiaobei sit on the ground, sweating profusely, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick him up and put him on his own bed.

  Guo Xiaobei was already shaking all over, tightly closing his eyes, waiting for the sharp knife to cut his head.

  It wasn't that he didn't want to hide or run away. He really didn't have the strength. Only at this time did he realize why the system indicated that espers were shown with a bright red alert like blood and suggested staying away from them. So that's how it was. The suppressing effect of espers on zombies was too fierce. He secretly regretted that he hadn't left earlier but was greedy for the leveling-up speed that the other party could bring him... It was too late to say anything now...

  "Get up and drink some water..." Han Yang's voice rang in his ear again. Guo Xiaobei tried to open his eyes and found that the pressure around him had long disappeared. In front of him was only a face with a bit of anxiety on it.

  "I..." Guo Xiaobei wanted to confess that he was a zombie and beg the other party to let him go, but just as he opened his mouth to say one word, Han Yang stopped him.

  "Drink some water first." Han Yang somewhat gently brought the water to Guo Xiaobei's mouth.

  Guo Xiaobei hesitated for a moment. He had sweated a lot just now and was indeed a bit thirsty, so he drank some. However, the water was too cold. They hadn't boiled any water since they got up today. This was still yesterday's water. When it entered his mouth, it was like a line of ice, going straight to his lungs.

  Guo Xiaobei took a sip and then moved his mouth away. The more he drank, the colder he felt. He already felt a bit shaky now. He had just sweated all over, and there was no heating tool in the room. Drinking another sip of cold water made him feel cold to the bone.

  "Take another sip." Han Yang frowned. Seeing Guo Xiaobei weakly shaking his head, he still took the water cup away and put it on the bedside table.

  "I..."

  "Don't talk. Just sleep for a while and you'll be fine." Han Yang clumsily pushed Guo Xiaobei to the inside of the bed and wrapped him tightly with the quilt.

  Guo Xiaobei originally wanted to struggle to go back to his own room, but then he thought that he didn't even know if he would live or die. So what was there to hide? He simply closed his eyes.

  Perhaps he was too tired just now, and Guo Xiaobei soon fell into a deep sleep.

  Han Yang watched Guo Xiaobei's breathing become heavy, then turned around and left the room. He came to Xing Fang's room.

  Xing Fang was sleeping soundly in the room. Han Yang didn't open the door quietly, but the other party didn't notice at all.

  Han Yang gently called Xing Fang's name a few times, but still didn't see the other party wake up at all. He couldn't help frowning and began to grope and examine Xing Fang's body.

  When he checked Xing Fang's calf, he found a wound there, and the edge of the wound had already festered.

  Han Yang's eyes suddenly flashed, and he looked at the still-sleeping Xing Fang with a bit of fierceness.

  Was he scratched by a zombie?

  Han Yang pursed his lips and thought about it. Should he keep the other party or eliminate the hidden danger first.

  In the end, Han Yang left Xing Fang's room without doing anything. Give him a chance, and also give himself a... chance.

  Once scratched by a zombie, one would be infected. As zombies evolved to higher and higher levels, basically those who were scratched would show symptoms of zombies within half a day, such as having a deathly pale complexion, a rigid body, and festering wounds... Within two days at most, they would basically completely lose their sanity and become new zombies.

  However, those who were scratched and infected by zombies but fell into a coma might turn into zombies or might become espers. There was only one of these two possibilities. Of course, the possibility of turning into a zombie was many times higher than that of becoming an esper, but once antibodies were formed and one became an esper, one would be unstoppable, just like him...