Song Tian was ordinary in appearance, but his physique was quite robust. In his gestures and movements, there was a hint of military bearing. Wang Ding, although arrogant, seemed to be listening to Song Tian's words, so he just snorted coldly and turned his head away, no longer speaking.

  However, her gaze still occasionally glanced at Ling Mo, and sometimes she would also glare at Xiana with impatience. Unfortunately, neither Ling Mo nor Xiana reacted to her actions.

  After inquiring about the situation with Li Yu, Song Tian sent him away and then invited Ling Mo and others into his "office".

  After all, it's the big one in the camp. This residential suite is different from those clear water houses on the second floor, not only has it been renovated, but also fully furnished, it seems that someone lived here before the end of the world arrived. And Song Tian's office was one of the converted bedrooms. The extra furniture had all been moved away, leaving only the bed and desk, with a four-seat sofa still in place.

  For some reason, Wang Ding also followed in, with an unpleasant expression sitting on the edge of the bed.

  "Sit down, don't worry, everything is clean." Song Tian leaned back on his desk, gesturing for everyone to sit on the sofa. However, he inadvertently added another sentence that made Liu Yuhao and Wang Cheng, who had just sat down, exchange a strange glance.

  What this sentence means is that someone has died on this sofa...

  However, after struggling in the doomsday for so many days, even Wang Cheng had developed a certain resistance within these two days. He could sit on piles of corpses, let alone just a sofa where someone had died.

  "Li Ye also said it was our team's people who implicated you, this is really embarrassing."

  As soon as Song Tian opened his mouth to apologize, Wang Dian immediately grumbled in dissatisfaction beside him.

  Ling Mo originally thought of saying nothing, but seeing Wang Dian's reaction, he suddenly sneered and said: "We were living well there, but when your people came, we were forced to give up our homes. It's not a big deal to move to another place, but unfortunately, the supplies we collected with great difficulty were all left behind."

  After hearing Ling Mo's words, Liu Yu Hao and Wang Cheng's expressions both became somewhat strange. They were in a hurry, but apart from a climbing rope, Ling Mo shouldn't have lost anything, right? Why was he saying these things at this time, did he want the other party to make compensation for it? Don't forget, this is someone else's campsite, and in the post-apocalyptic world, supplies are more important than lives. Even if Song Tian's attitude seemed very gentle, asking him to take out something as compensation was a bit too fanciful.

  But what can they think of that Ling Mo cannot? He dares to speak out, naturally he has something to rely on.

  Firstly, with Xiana around, if Song Tian wanted to do something excessive, Wang Ding would definitely not go along with it, so things wouldn't get too out of hand; secondly, they had combat power as a safeguard. Not to mention Ling Mo himself, just the two female zombies, Xiana and Ye Lian, were enough to turn this camp upside down. Although some of these people had decent skills, their strength was still far inferior compared to the mutated zombies.

  Most importantly, Ling Mo did not intentionally plan to rob him.

  He finished speaking and glanced at Wang with an especially dissatisfied look, which was immediately caught by Song Tian.

  Ling Mo's meaning is very clear, you not only implicated me and made me lose materials, but also asked me for things!

  Song Tian suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed. The scene where Ling Mo killed the mutated zombies that day was something he had witnessed with his own eyes, so he had some reservations about Ling Mo's strength. It was precisely for this reason that he temporarily stopped Wang Lin, with the goal of seeking a more gentle way to get the short knife back. But now that Ling Mo has said it, Song Tian's face is too thick, and he can't bear to open his mouth again.

  Do you want to take a tough stance? Although it is in his own camp, Song Tian has worked hard to establish such a camp and naturally does not want to see any chaos. It's not long since the camp was established, although on the surface everything looks orderly, but internally there are still many problems. Because of a short knife, he forcibly seized it, this kind of thing others can do, as the leader of the camp, he absolutely cannot do.

  In the end of the world, strength is the capital for speaking, but in the early days of building a camp, Song Tian knew that he still needed to win over the hearts of these people.

  What's most crucial is that when Song Tian saw Ling Mo for the first time, he had an idea to keep this traveler! A strong fighter who can single-handedly kill a variant zombie joining the camp was like injecting a shot of adrenaline!

  "It's really embarrassing..." Song Tian forced himself to ignore Wang Qin's persistent gaze and said, "So, Mr. Ling, what do you think we should do?"

  "Just call me Ling Mo." Ling Mo furrowed his brow and thought for a moment before saying, "I know your camp has many people and supplies are probably very scarce. I don't plan on making you compensate... but this short knife..."

  Enduring Wang Lin's gaze that was almost murderous, Song Tian pretended to be generous and smiled: "Just a short knife, I'll give it to you!"

  A short knife for a new member with extremely good skills is well worth it! As for Wang Lin... no big deal, just ignore her for a few days.

  "Hum, coward!" Wang Lin angrily scolded and slammed the door on his way out.

  Song Tianze smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm really sorry that you've lost your homes and supplies. How about this? Our camp is also short-handed at the moment, would you like to join us?"

  Although the camp is small in scale, Song Tian's means can be seen from this. Ling Mo still has a few points of admiration for him. However, joining the camp? Forget it, with two female zombies and a large group of survivors, staying together sooner or later is more exciting than dancing on the tip of a knife. Moreover, the two female zombies, especially Ye Lian, need to constantly devour gel to evolve, and joining the camp has too many constraints, while they themselves need to hunt for variant zombies.

  Ling Mo shook his head without hesitation and said, "Thanks, but I still have something to do with them, so I won't join you for the time being. However, this friend of mine is quite capable." As he spoke, he turned his gaze towards Liu Yu Hao.

  The result made Song Tian suddenly disappointed, but since Ling Mo didn't say anything definitive, Song Tian vaguely felt that there was still some hope for this matter. After all, Xiana is Wang Qian's cousin!

  So thinking of this, the disappointed look on Song Tian's face faded a lot, and he followed Ling Mo's gaze to look at Liu Yu Hao: "You're willing to join? What about him?"

  He asked the second object naturally is Wang Cheng. As soon as he heard this, Wang Cheng looked at Ling Mo with some embarrassment and then nodded resolutely: "I join!"

  This camp obviously isn't a place to raise maggots either, and a healthy young man like him must also go out to gather supplies, so Wang Cheng's decision is also considered to be very resolute.

  Not joining? Ling Mo wouldn't raise him! The most important thing is that he knows in his heart, the Shana next to Ling Mo is a zombie!

  Sooner or later, being with a zombie would be too thrilling for Wang Cheng's heart to handle. However, with Wang Cian around, he didn't dare expose this matter either. Who knew what attitude Wang Cian had towards Xiana? Moreover, looking at Xiana's appearance, she was no different from an ordinary person; if he spoke out, would anyone believe him? Offending Ling Mo without any certainty wasn't that just asking for death...