Blood… roars and screams… Five minutes later, the place returned to silence once again. But among the few freshly torn-apart corpses, only one human shadow struggled and slowly stood up.
One of his arms was gone, and a piece of skin and flesh was missing from his face as well. After glancing at the corpse beside him, the eyes that had just been shedding tears suddenly turned blank…
"Very good." That zombie swooped down again and said with satisfaction, "What's your name?"
The human shadow dazedly thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and squeezed a single syllable out of his throat: "Zheng…"
"Zheng? Not bad, you're the last Superpower User in this batch to survive. Next, as long as you eat a real zombie, you'll Mutate and become one of us." the zombie said.
"I'm… the last one?" Zheng's body swayed a bit as he asked.
