After all, zombies moved only on instinct. Though they became harder to deal with once they formed a zombie tide, they had no intelligence in the end.
Humans only needed to use some methods and pay a certain price to deal with them.
But Original Zombies were zombies that possessed intelligence as well as special abilities.
A zombie tide commanded by one was like a single whole.
Its combat power would be greatly enhanced.
Therefore.
Once Wan Wu heard that an Original Zombie had led the zombie tide to breach the settlement, he understood.
It seemed the settlement's leader had not been incompetent and foolish. The enemy had simply been far too powerful.
It was not a defeat caused by poor fighting.
What followed was a deep sense of helplessness.
"I thought settlements could become the dawn and hope of survivors like us. I never expected these Original Zombies to leave humanity no room at all."
The Original Zombies' goal was clear.
They wanted to assimilate every human in the world into zombies.
Humans had only three choices.
Either die, become zombies, or rise up and resist—kill every Original Zombie and every other infected zombie.
Wan Wu's eyes filled with grief and indignation.
The zombies were still constantly evolving.
Yet humanity had not only suffered devastating losses, but much of its technology had regressed by decades. Their heavy weapons of destruction had also been destroyed by the Original Zombies.
Humanity lacked weapons capable of slaughtering zombies on a massive scale.
And the number of zombies was probably far greater than the number of surviving humans now.
There was no way to calculate the exact numbers at present.
But merely by looking at the survivors in the surrounding settlements, Wan Wu could roughly work it out.
In a single city, nearly