A lot of slaves died of starvation. Those who starved to death were thrown into the wasteland by the Motorcycle Gang.
Hungry for too long, dizzy and lightheaded.
After squatting down, I felt much better.
Old Huang was also feeling a bit dizzy from hunger and explained with a smile, "Of course, it's a good thing. Look at those zombies outside the iron bars. If there wasn't any commotion outside, I guess the zombies would just stay there forever.
If they stay there forever, we will starve to death sooner or later.
There are gunshots outside, only two possibilities.
The first possibility is that Old Ghost's Motorcycle Gang is back, and they're clearing the zombies that entered last night, hence the gunshot sounds.
For us, if they're back, they will definitely come to clean up the zombies near the factory. Then we will return to how things were before, but at least we won't be trapped here to die. We can at least manage to survive for a while.
