"Uh???"
Dazhuang's fierce eyes widened. What did that mean?
Since the operation began, Lin Dong had never shown himself and had been extremely cautious, so naturally, Dazhuang had to take the blame for the stolen flesh and blood.
"But they know me!"
Dazhuang realized how serious things were and grew even more worried. He lay in a crack between the rocks on the barren mountain, watching the zombies in the distance.
Fortunately, perhaps heaven was watching over him. Those zombies did not come too close. After walking some distance, they turned around and began searching elsewhere.
The vicious roars of the zombie horde gradually faded away.
"Thank goodness, they left!"
Dazhuang was delighted, feeling like he was a lucky zombie blessed by fate.
In the vast Exile Land, finding this place would not be easy.
"Boss, they didn't come over." The underling beside him also relaxed.
"Mm-hmm. What are the odds? How could they just happen to find this place?"
Dazhuang said to his underling, as if reassuring himself as well.
But Lin Dong looked toward the distant horizon. Beneath the bright light of the three suns came the roar of an engine.
A spacecraft slowly approached from afar.
"They're back again..."
Lin Dong muttered silently.
Over the past while, that spacecraft had circled back and forth several times, as if it had some purpose but could not make up its mind.
"Hide, quickly!"
Dazhuang was still like a startled bird. It had become a reflex—whenever he saw a spacecraft, he hid.
Several zombies pressed themselves behind the base of a boulder, not daring to show their heads at all.
They had assumed that, as usual, the spacecraft would quickly pass by.
But unexpectedly, it began circling continuously overhead.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Dazhuang frowned slightly, a vague sense of