"Is this really fish?"
Dazhuang scratched his head, his face full of confusion.
"Never mind that. Just eat it."
Flared Ears had actually packed up plenty of fish to bring back, but the journey had taken more than a week. When the meat started rotting, he had no choice but to eat it, leaving only a pile of fish bones.
Dazhuang didn't mind. He grabbed the fish bones, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed.
Although only bones remained, they still retained some of that delicious flavor.
"Mmm, delicious!"
"Well? Pretty good, right?" Flared Ears asked.
Deeply moved, Dazhuang put an arm around his shoulders and gave him a pat.
"That's my man, Ears! A true brother!"
"..."
Just then, Tank's burly figure approached from a distance, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Quit messing around. The boss wants you to herd the pigs."
"What?"
Flared Ears and Dazhuang looked puzzled.
"Herd them where?"
"The Star Destroyer."
Tank kept his answer brief.
"..." Flared Ears and Dazhuang instantly fell silent, vaguely sensing what this meant.
Behind them, Shrimp Chaser, Mist, and Locomotive immediately ran over as well, realizing something big was happening.
"Why? Why do we have to herd the pigs onto the Star Destroyer?"
"It's the boss's orders. Just do what you're told and stop asking so many questions. I've got things to move, too."
Having delivered the message, Tank turned and left.
The zombies remaining there exchanged looks.
Locomotive asked in confusion, "Could it be... the boss is planning to run away?"
"See? Running away is the way to go. Looks like I'll be taking the lead this time!" Mist said from beside him.
Shrimp Chaser waved a hand, cutting them off.
"Stop talking nonsense. How can you call what the boss does