Two elites came to the shack. They hesitated over whether to enter, extending their claws toward the wooden door, just about to push it open.
But with a creak, the door opened on its own.
Peanut's distinctive face came into view.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh, n-nothing. We just wanted to see if anything happened to you."
The elite underling stammered.
"What could possibly happen to me?"
Lin Dong swept his gaze over the zombie horde behind them and rebuked them, "What are you all standing around here for?"
"Didn't you tell us to gather? You said zombies from outside were coming to attack, so we had to be ready to fight at any time."
"Those zombies aren't coming anymore. Everyone, disperse. Go find something to eat, do some hunting, do whatever you need to do."
Lin Dong instructed.
The zombies were astonished at first, then pleasantly surprised.
They weren't coming?
There was something this good?
Why gather here when they could go eat meat?
Thus, several thousand zombies immediately dispersed and went off to rest...
Lin Dong did not kill them all. If the number of fringe zombies suddenly plummeted, it would easily alert the enemy and affect his grand plan.
Now that he had killed Peanut and assumed his appearance, he had the identity of a minor leader and could move through a wider area.
Lin Dong left the shack and continued deeper inside, investigating the entire Corpse Nest.
Before long, he emerged from the forest and found a stretch of yellow earth ahead, somewhat barren. Scraps of discarded alloy and steel lay scattered across the ground, mottled with rust.
The surrounding terrain was uneven and full of deep craters, clearly scars left by Crystal Core Cannon bombardments.
The zombie aura ahead was exceptionally dense.
Lin Dong raised