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March 7, Sunny.

A week ago, the Strength Zombie King arrived in this city, and I brought the little girl to meet up with him.

The three of us hid in an apartment building. With the zombie crisis in full swing, there were no humans left inside. I controlled the zombies in the building through the door, having them open it so we could move in, then sending them away.

This city seemed more chaotic than the one ruled by the Strength Zombie King. Ordinary zombies wandered the streets, while intelligent ones smashed, looted, and set fires everywhere, indulging their destructive urges.

I controlled several rational zombies. According to them, this was the Zombie King's command. He loved games and often played with them. This time, whoever destroyed the most of the city would win.

And the winner would become the Zombie King's right-hand man.

This Zombie King had no guards to this day and was always alone. He had a few trusted aides, but they were only in contact with him individually, and even they didn't know where he was.

The few zombies I controlled had never seen the Zombie King. With no other choice, I could only search for his trusted aides.

Originally, I planned to go out with the Strength Zombie King to gather information and leave the little girl at home by herself. After all, the zombie city was dangerous everywhere, and one careless mistake could cost her life.

But the little girl wouldn't listen. She secretly followed us, and by the time I noticed her, she had already been trailing us for quite a while.

There was no helping it. We could only take her along to look for the Zombie King's trusted aides.

After a few twists and turns, I found one of the