In the dim, lightless village, torrential rain poured down as howling winds swept through the streets. Amid the curtain of rain, twisted, pitch-black figures drifted about like wandering ghosts, letting out beast-like growls.
On these streets, where it seemed as though the apocalypse had descended, a loud hawking cry still echoed through the air.
"Scissors sharpened here—kitchen knives honed~~~~~"
Duanmu Huai gripped his Thunder Warhammer and strode back and forth through the streets, while the loudspeaker on his body hollered like a street vendor. Yet aside from the zombies, he failed to attract a single living person.
"Sugar... candy... haw! Sugar candy!"
"Bang!"
Amid his cries, Duanmu Huai raised his warhammer again and ruthlessly smashed the zombie that lunged at him into the ground, silently letting out a sigh.
This isn't working. It looks like there aren't any living people here.
Are my sales pitches wrong?
Could everyone really be dead?
Duanmu Huai remembered that Manager Kashiwagi had proudly boasted to them yesterday that most of the people in this village had originally gone elsewhere, but after the Shiroho Group invested in the area, many people who hadn't been doing well outside had moved back with their entire families. The village's population had now risen from just over eight thousand to more than ten thousand...
There's no way all ten thousand people are dead, right?
That's impossible. Even in something like Resident Evil, when most of Raccoon City's people turned into zombies, there were still some survivors, weren't there?
Could they have been frightened by me and decided not to come out?
That doesn't make sense either. To avoid scaring them, I even deliberately put on Power Armor. Wasn't that precisely to look professional? I'm wearing a helmet too. There's no way I could frighten anyone, right?
*Look, just like