Qin Yi observed the situation and speculated that the chances of any survivors being present in the hospital were extremely low. Using her blade, she charged at the zombies, decimating one with a single hack.
The others moved like Qin Yi—weapons in hand, occasionally unleashing a few water and fire balls. In time, more than half of the zombies were dead.
Lin Qing flung his sore arms around as he looked at the countless zombies. Taking in the sight, he realized he really missed guns.
"If only we had some bullets and ammunition, we could get rid of these zombies in a moment."
When Qin Yi heard Lin Qing mention guns, her eyes lit up. Wielding guns as a defensive measure was good, and although she prefered cold weapons, like blades and knives, having a gun on hand at all times was definitely good.
Upon thinking of where to obtain firearms, Qin Yi immediately set her sights on a police station.