Winds Stirring, Clouds Surging

Lin Dong returned home. The long night passed until dawn, yet nothing happened. No attack came from across the river.

However, the gathered Zombie Tide showed no signs of dispersing. It seemed restless, as though it were preparing something.

Not long ago, the three kings—White Bone, Cat Face, and Ghost Infant—arrived at the very center of the Corpse Nest.

The zombies wandering around were all Elite Zombies. At the center of a small plaza stood a towering figure: Riverbridge District's fourth Zombie King, the foremost among them and the absolute ruler of this territory!

He stood over two meters tall, with a burly frame. His skin was reddish-brown, like hard rock embedded all over his body. Not a single hair grew on him, and deep grooves ran across his bald head.

That was clearly the hairstyle of a powerhouse.

"Boss, let's kill our way across the bridge!" White-Bone Zombie King said indignantly.

Red Rock Zombie King pondered for a long while. He had already heard about what happened last night.

"Perhaps... the timing isn't right yet?"

"Why isn't it right? When will it be right? They've bullied us right at our doorstep!"

White-Bone Zombie King couldn't swallow this humiliation.

Red Rock raised his eyes and stared ahead.

"They aren't weak over there. Even if we win, we'll suffer heavy losses, and other factions will seize the opportunity."

"How could that happen? Boss, once you absorb that Zombie King's Crystal Core, you'll still be Jiangbei City's number one overlord."

Ghost Infant Zombie King's sinister voice sounded from nearby.

Clearly, she also supported a direct assault. Otherwise, she would not have come here with White Bone.

Red Rock liked hearing that. It seemed to strike right at his heart, and he almost felt he had not heard enough.

"What did you just