The atmosphere in the room became heavy and uneasy, with everyone silently praying, hoping to get through the night safely.
In this zombie apocalypse night, time seemed to stretch many times over, with every second becoming long and torturous.
Dongfeng stood by the door, eyes fixed on the darkness outside, his face showing determination and fearlessness.
He knew this driving school was just a temporary refuge, and they had to find a place that was safe enough.
This small team of theirs, isolated and helpless, relied on each other's strength and courage to resist this ruthless world.
However, this oppressive atmosphere made them feel their own insignificance and vulnerability.
In the room, others turned uneasily in their sleep, or secretly wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
The fear and threats lingered in their subconscious, with the apparent calmness being merely a fragile surface that could break at any time.
