"NO NO NO NO!" At the village entrance, Puladuo hurriedly stopped them when he realized what they intended to do. In his halting Central Chinese Language, he said, "There... virus. Cannot go in!"
"Virus?" Liver Emperor froze for a moment, then clapped his hands. "Oh, I get it! It's a biochemical mode. They called us here to fight zombies!"
Dog Bro curled his lip. "You get it again?"
"This is common!" Liver Emperor stroked his chin and analyzed the situation with great seriousness. "Zombie games usually start this way. There's an isolated village, and the villagers inside have been infected by a virus. Outside, there's a group of soldiers carrying guns but with zero combat ability. Then the virus breaks out, and after one cutscene, those useless soldiers are all finished. That's when we take over the game!"
"Seriously?" Dog Bro and Grandpa Lu frowned. They both felt this guy was rather unreliable.
"What are they talking about?" the Black strongman asked Puladuo, who knew a little Central Chinese Language.
Puladuo frowned and hesitated for a long time before lowering his voice. "They were speaking too quickly, so I couldn't understand most of it. But it sounded like they were saying you're a useless weakling with zero combat ability."
"Hey!" The strongman immediately glared furiously, his eyes wide. But after thinking about it, he remembered that in the Avengers, even the god Loki had been called a weakling by Hulk. Being called a weakling by the strongest Avenger... didn't seem all that embarrassing after all...
He soon smiled and let it go.
Amid this inexplicably strange atmosphere, a middle-aged woman suddenly staggered out from the western village entrance, dragging her swollen body along!
"Hey? Look, a monster's appeared! A monster!" Grandpa Lu, whose night vision was better, spotted her first