After picking himself up off the ground, Frank's mind raced as he hesitated over where to begin.
But with He Zheng crouching nearby, noisily sharpening his axe, he did not dare delay for long.
He drew a deep breath and spoke one word at a time:
"There isn't much information on the Stone Tablet, but it's crucial."
"According to it, there's only one way for us to end the disaster or lower the difficulty. We have to artificially create a Mutant! And it has to be a Mutant created through a particular method!"
"As soon as that thing appears, the other zombies will stop fusing, locking the difficulty in place!"
"So the sooner it appears, the better. If it only appears in the third or even fourth round, we still won't be able to hold out! That whole business about surviving seven days is a trap!"
After finishing, Frank stared intently at Ye Lin's face.
Only he knew the method. Although this kid wanted him dead, he believed that once he finished explaining, Ye Lin would take it seriously enough to keep him alive!
Yet once again, things went against his expectations. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw none of the shock he had imagined on their faces. Instead, they looked strangely at him.
"Fuck, don't tell me... the method is to fuse zombies with our flesh and blood?"
"You... how did you know?!"
Frank jolted in shock and blurted out the question. Seeing his panicked expression, He Zheng laughed in sheer fury, wanting nothing more than to split him apart with one swing of his axe.
Fuck!
That really was the method?!
Wasn't this just a combination of the ideas they had discussed earlier?
"Kill him, search his body, then ask the other one."
Before Frank could