The current situation is bizarre; the other party must have some ulterior motive.
"Hehe--"
A childish voice let out a zombie's howl, which seemed to be a signal, as other high-ranking zombies also emitted similar suppressed sounds from their throats.
"Hehe--"
"Hehe--"
It wasn't a roar, just normal syllables coming from the throat.
It was as if a high-level zombie horde was mocking him.
The base commander frowned. Had he guessed wrong?
But apart from the Zombie King, humans simply can't control so many zombies!
Before the base commander could think of anything else, the high-ranking zombie horde suddenly parted to create a path.
It's called a road, but it's actually only one meter wide.
The high-level zombies lowered their heads slightly and stood on both sides of the road.
The sun shone on the horde of zombies, but the sunlight couldn't penetrate the ground, making the dark path look incredibly oppressive.
The base commander looked at the narrow crack that could barely be called a road and saw the figure of a young child in the distance.
The figure looked very short, like a kindergarten child.
Its arms and legs were twisted in a strange way, with one arm broken off and hanging on its shoulder, one foot forward and the other toe pointing backward.
It accomplished this action, which would be difficult for ordinary people, effortlessly, walking little by little towards the base commander, its body swaying and looking somewhat pitiful.
After it walked a little further, the base chief finally saw its appearance clearly in the pitch-black "road".
This is a high-level zombie that looks only four or five years old.
Even the rotting flesh covering its face couldn't hide its youthful features; the red scarf around its neck was stained black with blood, making it impossible to tell that it was once a bright red scarf without close inspection...
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