"Brother Zhang, I'm here to help too!"
Fan Tangtang walked through a group of zombies and came to Zhang Yiming.
It was the Fan family who sent him here. Since he chose to stand on Zhang Yiming's side, he was now in the same boat.
"Um."
Zhang Yiming nodded slightly.
Great, here comes someone who recognizes their own zombie.
A zombie can be controlled by two brainwaves. If the two brainwaves are of equal strength, the zombie will obey the brainwave it is familiar with.
Therefore, the zombies in the village obeyed Zhang Yiming's orders.
The zombies on the other side were brought by them and were therefore enemies.
No matter how young Fan Tangtang is, he is still the zombie king.
His brainwaves were domineering and filled with malice.
After he joined, a portion of the zombies were brought under Fan Tangtang's control.
The howls of zombies filled all directions. Bai Yifan's face paled, and he pulled out a milk tablet from his pocket with trembling hands.
The milky aroma filled his mouth, yet he still couldn't help but tremble all over.
The sounds of zombies are more despairing and frightening than those of wild beasts.
Last time we were surrounded by a horde of zombies, we just watched from the bus.
Now, the two groups of zombies were locked in a fierce battle, tearing at each other without hesitation, the sight of rotting flesh flying everywhere making his legs tremble uncontrollably.
I felt a little regretful.
I was so focused on eating that I didn't prepare any diapers.
I miscalculated.
The sun was slowly setting in the west, and the whole village was filled with the stench of decay and blood.
Black blood splattered on the ground, forming streams of black water that slowly flowed down to lower ground.
Rotting zombies lay on the ground, mercilessly trampled underfoot by other zombies.
This is what truly means to have corpses strewn across the land.
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