Because the Fuel-Air Bomb had cleared the weaklings out of the operation, Jessica was probably the only one left who couldn't see in the dark.
Still, technology changed lives.
She pulled out her phone and turned on the flashlight. It even had a pink rabbit-ear phone case. Sweeping the faint beam around, she said, "This is a mass grave. I can't even see where the elevator upstairs is."
The female detective was right. This underground space, originally the building's parking garage, was now piled with all kinds of bones—not just human ones, but animal remains as well. Some had weathered away, while others still bore fresh bite marks.
Su Ming picked up a leg bone and toyed with it as he had Strangle carve a path through the mountain of bones. "The bones are old, but the bite marks are fresh. That means zombies often come down here to sniff out the smell of meat. Zombie Reed seems a little stingy."
Whatever else could be said, from the perspective of the zombie horde, it was a failure in itself that Zombie Reed, as their leader, couldn't provide enough food for his people.
The Zombie Universe and the Cancerverse actually complemented each other. If they were thrown together, who knew whether the zombies would eat faster or the Cancer Cells would grow faster?
"Forget that. Reed is stingy no matter which universe he comes from." Iron Man floated in place in a little fairy-like pose, blue light pouring from his palms and the soles of his feet. "Let's hurry up, kill him, and go back to our sweet home."
Su Ming had no objection. Strangle dug a tunnel through the bone pile and tore open the elevator shaft doors for them. The Sorcerer Supreme rose into the air, wrapping his teammates