Four people followed Zhang Fu into the hall, where survivors now filled the space, each of them looking agitated.
"Make way, make way!"
As Zhang Fu made his way through the crowd, shouting loudly, he managed to lead Su Han to the front of the hall, where Cheng Zhenyong was peering out the window.
"Su Han, you're here, take a look at this fog."
Looking through the window, Su Han saw that the dense white fog had lightened considerably. Although it still enveloped the surroundings, it felt as if the thickness had shifted from a heavy quilt to a thin veil.
The visibility had greatly improved; from just one glance, he could vaguely make out the greenery of bushes in a residential area seven buildings away, faintly visible through the fog's veil.
The limit of visibility was around one hundred meters, where objects could be vaguely seen as shadows, becoming clearer as one drew closer.
'With this level of visibility, if we add the Lamp Tree, then the difficulty of moving will be much less, and it will also make my next Fusion easier.'
Fusion required materials, and only with the fog dissipating could he gather more materials conveniently.
"Su Han, I'm planning to search for supplies at Lihua Supermarket, what do you think?"
Cheng Zhenyong looked serious, his voice tinged with weariness, a sign of his well-considered decision. As time went on, the food some survivors had was gradually running out, so finding a solution was necessary.
Su Han pondered as well. Although he was preparing to move, it seemed like a good choice to stock up on supplies before moving.
"It's possible, but let's get this straight—outside is uncertain, and if it's dangerous, self-preservation is the top priority."
Su Han's words caused the expressions of many to shift subtly, but Cheng Zhenyong understood his meaning and nodded in agreement, "Of course, I'll make it clear to everyone."
"Then let's get ready and set off."
He went back to his room with Zhu Xiong and the others, leaving Cheng Zhenyong to organize whom would participate in the departure.
"Old Zhu, where are your two trucks parked?"
"Right near Lihua Supermarket, at Brother Niu's Auto Repair Shop. I left them there for welding railings. Both are there, so it's convenient to get to."
Zhu Xiong added, "Actually, it's not a loss for us to go there. I've dealt with the owner of Lihua before. Their supermarket should have a high-power generator capable of powering a supermarket, but it's a bit of a gas guzzler. Plus, Old Niu's place has a lot of steel, iron plates, and welding guns that can be used to modify trucks or villas."
He was well aware of what his friend had in stock. In normal times, those items were not considered precious, but at this juncture, they had become considerably more valuable.
Modifying trucks or villas was just one use; just by polishing and welding the metal properly, one could create real melee weapons.
'Generators and materials, these are pretty useful.'
However, there was no avoiding the issue, whether it was to search for supplies or to relocate, they had to go through the door.
He held a crowbar in hand and then took out a fist-sized yellow crystal from his pocket, its light immediately causing the fog to recede slightly.
"What is this?"
Cheng Zhenyong's eyes shone with shock, recognizing the crystal in Su Han's hand as the fruit from the plant.
'I didn't expect him to truly find a use for that plant.'
He halted his impulse to ask questions, took a deep breath, and asked, "Su Han, do you want your Four-armed Corpse and my Angel Envoy to walk in the front?"
Cheng Zhenyong's Angel Envoy had also advanced to First-level Intermediate rank; its strength had improved, and he felt it was his responsibility to scout ahead.
"Yes, let's head to the parking lot first."
The Four-armed Corpse and Cheng Zhenyong's Angel Envoy took the lead, with Su Han and Cheng Zhenyong following behind, weapons in hand. Only after they stepped outside did the light from the Lamp Tree Crystals begin to serve its true purpose.
The light spread out to all sides, and with it, the glow from the fist-sized Lamp Tree Crystals illuminated an area of about twenty meters or so, clear of fog. Beyond that range, the light gradually faded and the fog persisted, but visibility was noticeably better, increasing from about one hundred meters to about one hundred and fifty meters.
With the mist no longer around, the oppressive feeling in everyone's hearts lessened, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, especially the ordinary people.
"Captain Cheng and I will lead the way, Old Zhu, you guys bring up the rear with the corpses flanking to the left and right. Don't fall behind, and make sure not to leave anyone behind," instructed Su Han.
"Understood."
The ten Angel Envoys took positions in front, back, left, and right, forming a protective circle around the group, much like security guards would.
The group walked through the silent fog, searching for the direction of the parking lot with their steps echoing clearly and producing a rustling rhythm, inadvertently causing a sense of nervousness.
The parking lot was not far from Building No. 7. Due to design reasons, the entire Happiness Community lacked underground parking, with all parking spaces being outdoors.
They were distributed around the community next to this set of buildings or that group.
Building No. 7 was relatively close to the parking lot, and after walking through the fog for over two hundred meters and taking a couple of large detours, they began to see the shadows of vehicles emerging through the mist.
"My car is on the outermost side, I'll go—"
"Roar"
The square-faced man was about to go to his car when suddenly a low roar erupted from within the fog, as if bellowing right into his ear. He stiffened abruptly and looked in the direction of the sound.
In the haze of white fog, there were numerous distorted figures swaying slightly in the parking lot, uttering low groans.
All at once, he felt a blood-curdling excitement in the roars.