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January 8, sunny day
Ten days have passed since I rescued the little girl from the basement.
It turns out that this villa has an owner.
The little girl is a veritable young lady. According to the little girl, his father opened a listed company and is a famous taxpayer in the city. His father always illusionedly assumed the end of the world, so he built a shelter on the lower floor of the villa. Even if a nuclear bomb crisis broke out around the world, the supplies of the shelter could allow the family of three to live for fifty years.
When the zombie crisis came, the little girl''s father was attacked by zombies. Before he was about to become a zombie, he relied on his remaining will to stuff the little girl into an underground shelter and rushed into the pile of zombies by himself.
The little girl passed by for more than half a year, and she was trembling.
At first, when the little girl saw me, she thought I was the kind of zombie that was rational. It took me a long time to explain that I was a zombie hunter from the outside world and came here to deal with the zombies in this city.
The little girl is a native native. With her here, it will be of great help to me to explore this city.
After multiple channels, it was confirmed that the city''s corpse king had three generals, either underground fighting champions or retired veterans. They reached out and all of them were rational, and their combat power was not inferior to their level in their lifetime. In addition, they were always fully armed, and it was even more difficult to defeat them.
Fortunately, I can control all the zombies, including these three generals.
By controlling the three generals, he indirectly controlled the path of the city''s corpse king.
Just now, the little girl and I caught a glimpse of the corpse king showing off our might in the city.
The little girl said to me tremblingly, that was his father.
It seems that the situation is more complicated than I thought, so I took a day off to sort out my ideas.
(This chapter ends)