"Can't you say anything nice? Are we ghosts if we are not human?" Nie Qing retorted.
"No, sorry, that's not what I meant. It's just that, it's been a long time since I've seen any living people."
The man apologized while trying to sit up, but as soon as his elbows propped him up, he collapsed back down, powerless.
"Here, have something to drink!"
Guo Yang felt sorry for the man and pretended to pull out a carton of milk from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Thank you."
The man managed a weak smile, his hands trembling as he opened the milk and began to drink it in large gulps.
After drinking a carton of milk, Yao Yi finally felt a bit of strength returning, so he sat up on the couch.
"Are you guys a rescue team?" the man asked.
"No, we have a house here. We moved in," Guo Yang replied.
"Living here?"
The man seemed to find it incredible, thinking that apart from zombies, there was nothing else in this villa area.