I returned home and hesitated for only two seconds before pushing open the door to Lu Zhaoshu's study.

I searched for a long time and finally found the information I needed.

The first page had two characters written in the name column: Zhang Huai.

Flipping through, familiar faces came into view one by one.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard outside the study.

I quickly put the materials back in place, turned around when Lu Zhao entered, and smiled naturally.

Lu Zhao seemed somewhat surprised, "Yao Yao, what are you doing here?"

I walked forward and whispered, "Brother, I missed you."

Lu Zhao's breathing paused.

Then, he turned his head slightly, "I've been a bit busy lately, but it'll be fine after this period of time."

Lu Zhao walked to the desk and casually asked, "Are you familiar with Luo Yunxuan?"

I lowered my eyes, "We're acquaintances."

I took out a piece of fruit candy, "She gave this to me today."

Ever since I was treated as an experimental subject, I lost my sense of taste.

But that day at the supermarket, when I took the candy Lu Mingyin gave me and put it in my mouth, I unexpectedly experienced the taste and sweetness again.

Lu Zhao stared at the candy and slowly said, "She's very dangerous. It's best to stay away from her."

I nodded without questioning.

The telephone rang, and Lu Zhao answered it, seemingly conveying orders not to use weapons of mass destruction.

I looked at his serious expression and sharp gaze.

Not using lethal weapons to deal with zombies is truly a merciful yet cruel decision.

Ability users gradually reveal their ambitions and greed. They can no longer agree to coexist with ordinary people. What they want is privilege.