Merit

At this moment, Nan Fenglie had become transparent under Water Concealment and had already infiltrated Jiangbei City.

He proceeded cautiously, passing through wrecked streets. Zombies wandered around from time to time, but fortunately, none of them noticed him.

"...The zombies here have evolved to such a high degree."

Nan Fenglie watched in terror and discovered that many of the zombies were elites, their eyes gleaming with liveliness—the mark of intelligence.

Most of the zombies here had evolved sentience and formed a new civilization—the Undead Race!

In some shadowy corners, G-Virus Biochemical Monsters lay in wait, their faces grotesque and their ferocity overwhelming.

Fear filled Nan Fenglie's eyes. He did not linger and hurried onward.

At that moment, quite a few zombies had gathered on a street ahead.

They seemed to be watching something lively.

"What are they doing...?"

Curious when he saw the zombie horde gathered together, Nan Fenglie wanted to see what was happening and immediately walked over.

He arrived behind the watching zombies.

There, he found three minor zombie leaders sitting cross-legged amid the horde.

They were none other than the three brothers Flared Ears, Shrimp Chaser, and Locomotive. Sitting cross-legged, they looked as though they were discussing philosophy.

In truth, they simply had nothing better to do. The three brothers were bored and chatting nonsense there.

"I think I've evolved quite a bit lately, especially in terms of intelligence. You could say I'm the boss's number one strategist."

Flared Ears spoke.

"I don't believe it!"

Locomotive shook his head. "When it comes to intelligence, I've never lost to anyone. Want to compete?"

"Sure. How do you want to compete?"

Flared Ears refused to back down.

Locomotive continued.

"Then I'll give you a question."

"Fine, ask away."

Flared Ears made a welcoming gesture.

Locomotive's eyes spun as he