Right. How could anyone possibly twist a Level Eight Zombie's neck so easily?
That was impossible. It was a Level Eight Zombie.
"Nothing." Dong Jie looked somewhat disappointed. Although she knew how powerful a Level Eight Zombie was, she had still hoped what she had just seen was real. If it had been, they would all have been saved. No one would have had to die.
But now, someone probably had to die. There was even a good chance they would all die.
Death was a word everyone feared. Though death was the most common thing in the Apocalypse, people had merely grown numb to it. That did not mean they were not afraid.
"I'm staying. I'm not leaving anyway."
"Follow orders!"
"Follow my ass. Who the hell are you supposed to be?"
Li Shun and the others were still arguing fiercely over who should leave when, with a creak, the Apocalypse Store's door suddenly opened.
"Arguing that intensely?"
Jiang Yang strolled in from outside, looking at Li Shun and the others with approval in his eyes.
He had only just arrived and had overheard their conversation. Although the Apocalypse Store was soundproof, this Apocalypse Store was about to close down and no longer had that function, so Jiang Yang could clearly hear what Li Shun and the others were arguing about.
Everyone wanted the other person to survive. Everyone wanted the other person to leave.
They were all thinking of each other. How could a team like that not prosper?
Jiang Yang was very satisfied with their performance!
"Bro Jiang?"
"Holy shit, Jiang Yang!"
"What a hands-off boss. Why are you here?" The moment they saw Jiang Yang, everyone froze briefly before growing excited. Li Shun walked over and punched him directly, tears welling up in his eyes. "You