Five-meter high walls, Wang Yu leaped over them with Feng Qing on his back, appearing effortless.
Not to mention him, who was level 3, even Chen Luoxue, Zhou Ruoxi, and others at level 2 could easily jump over.
Originally, the walls of Haichen Garden had surveillance, with cameras every ten meters.
As soon as someone approached, they would light up and automatically capture their figure.
But times have changed.
Now, try lighting up again, and you'll keep attracting zombies.
It might even cause zombies to form a human ladder and climb over the wall.
So, even though the villas had independent power systems, they didn't dare to power the surveillance at night.
And there was no need for it; the zombies outside the walls were their best security.
In the pitch darkness, where you couldn't even see the road, who could sneak into Haichen Garden through layers of zombies?
Only Wang Yu, a freak with special abilities who could also shield his presence, could do it. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Feng Qing, lying on Wang Yu's back, suddenly felt her body lift into the air, followed by a moment of weightlessness, and finally landed back on the ground without a sound.
"Where is your villa?"
Seeing no one around, Wang Yu directly asked Feng Qing about the location of her villa.
To be honest, if Wang Yu were the owner here, he would have arranged enough manpower to patrol along the walls.
It wasn't a question of necessity.
It was that if he didn't, Wang Yu wouldn't be able to sleep!
Knowing that he occupied a prime location but not guarding it well, letting his defenses slacken.
Such carelessness would inevitably lead to accidents.
Zombies have appeared, so is it strange for other accidents to occur?
"This..." Feng Qing didn't have night vision and couldn't point out the exact direction for Wang Yu.
However, some villas were brightly lit, showing no signs of the apocalypse's impact.
Using the light from these villas, she indicated a direction to Wang Yu.
"Master, it should be this way, in the middle-northeastern direction of the entire villa area, Villa Number 12."
"Middle-northeastern direction..."
Wang Yu moved stealthily in the direction Feng Qing pointed.
Actually, there wasn't much to hide from; they just needed to avoid the villas.
The rest of the area was pitch black, and no one could possibly spot them.
As they advanced, Wang Yu noticed that almost every villa with lights on had people guarding the entrance.
These people were wearing security uniforms, and it was unclear if they were guarding against outsiders or people inside the villas.
The large iron gates had house numbers. Wang Yu secretly noted these villas, planning to ask for information later.
In less than two minutes, they arrived at Villa Number 12.
This villa was not lit, blending completely with the darkness, making it seem uninhabited.
"This is Number 12," Wang Yu said softly.
Feng Qing was stunned, her expression extremely complex, before finally saying, "Please take me inside, Master."
Regardless, they had to go in and see.
Moreover, this situation didn't necessarily mean no one was inside. Her eccentric daughter was perfectly capable of doing things out of the ordinary.
Outside Haichen Garden, there were walls, and within the complex, each villa also had its own wall, three meters high.
Each villa was like an independent territory.
The owner had the final say on everything within, from every flower and plant to the punishment of a servant who made a mistake.
The servants working here were true servants.
Although they were highly paid, they had little dignity. Being scolded or hit by the owner was a common occurrence.
Even if ordered to kneel, they had to do so immediately.
Despite all this, many people longed for such an opportunity!
It wasn't easy for ordinary people to work in Haichen Garden; the gatekeepers were all outstanding retired special forces soldiers.
And those working inside the villas undoubtedly had more promising futures than the gatekeepers. If they caught the eye of the influential figures or wealthy ladies here.
They could truly soar to the heavens and become phoenixes.
Wang Yu carried Feng Qing over the wall and into the compound.
"Do you still have the key? Never mind, no trouble. We'll go straight up."
With Feng Qing on his back, Wang Yu took a couple of running steps, lightly tapped the wall twice, and flew onto the spacious balcony on the second floor.
Setting Feng Qing down, Wang Yu pulled at the glass door.
"Hmm? Locked?"
This was a bit awkward.
"Cough... Wait a moment, I'll open the door."
Although he wanted to keep this villa for later use and didn't want to damage anything, there was no other way at the moment.
For the sake of his pride, Wang Yu took out a dagger, inserted it into the gap, and then applied a little force to slice.
With a click, the door lock was broken.
"Let's go."
Wang Yu pulled open the glass door, ready to step inside.
The first thing that met their eyes was the living room with sofas and a coffee table, with two rooms on each side.
The living room was long and extended inwards.
"Hiss!"
The foot he had just placed inside was quickly lifted by Wang Yu, and his face twitched uncontrollably.
"Who the hell is so ungracious! Putting nails on the floor!"
Wang Yu cursed inwardly and pulled out the long nail from the sole of his shoe.
Fortunately, he was level 3 now, with amazing physique and tough skin.
Otherwise, that step would have pierced his sole.
If an ordinary person had stepped on it, getting injured would have been bad enough.
But the crucial point was that it was the apocalypse, and there was nowhere to get a tetanus shot!
"Master, are you alright?"
Seeing Wang Yu in pain, Feng Qing couldn't help but ask.
Her mature and gentle voice seemed accustomed to the word "Master."
"I'm fine. When I find your daughter later, I'll definitely use this shoe to spank her backside severely."
Wang Yu took off his domestic sports shoes, which he had worn for two years, and put on a pair of high-quality combat boots to prevent stepping on nails or anything similar again.
These combat boots had specially made rubber soles, which were non-slip and durable, and also had anti-piercing layers inside. Wearing them, he wouldn't be harmed even if he stepped on a blade.
Wang Yu placed the discarded domestic shoes aside.
What a pity, the quality was indeed excellent, and they were very comfortable and breathable to wear.
On South Sea Island, for 365 days a year, he wore these shoes for at least over two hundred days.
Even after two years, the shoes showed no signs of damage, and the wear on the soles was minimal.
Truly a shining example of domestic products.
Before, Wang Yu had been careless and didn't see.
This time, he carefully looked at the ground. There were some nails buried at the entrance, but they weren't very dense.
If you weren't paying attention, you could easily step on them.
It was evident that this little girl had some tricks up her sleeve, knowing that traps shouldn't be too obvious.
This kind of trap could only have been set by Feng Qing's daughter, as no one else would need to.
Internal stability before external defense; if they couldn't get out, the residents of this villa area would surely fight amongst themselves first.
And if the victor took over someone else's villa, would they still set such traps to harm others?
Would they keep the lights off and dark to make others ignore their existence?
Clearly not.
Therefore, low-level traps like burying nails could only be set by someone with a lack of security.