Lin Qiao stood aside, watching those zombies fetch water batch by batch, then return to their own spots and finish the water.
There were only about twenty level-four zombies, and it wasn't the first time they came near the building to fetch water. Soon, Lu Tianyi gave each of them a cup of water and then started to give the water to level-three zombies.
After lending their cups to level-three zombies, those level-four zombies didn't go back to their own spots, but stayed near those level-three zombies and stared at them fiercely.
"Oi, you guys, go back and line up. You can come back later to get your cups!" Lin Qiao looked at them, said helplessly.
"Roar…"
"Roar…" Those level-four zombies reluctantly went back to their spots. Their cups meant a lot to them, as if they wouldn't be able to drink the lake water again without those cups.