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Southern City.
Lin Fan was clearing out zombies, the city's streets were filled with wandering zombies. As the apocalypse progressed, the number of Evolutionary Zombies was gradually increasing, while the number of ordinary zombies remained unchanged.
Many ordinary zombie genes were still not viable.
No matter how much time passed, they still couldn't become Evolutionary Zombies.
At this moment, Lin Fan walked into a shop, his hand brushing over the table. The dust was thick, it had not been cleaned for a long, long time. Such a city was completely desolate, with no sign of human life.
With a bottle of drink in hand, he walked to the door, gazing at the distant street, where zombies growled lowly.
Tilting back his head, glug glug glug.
He tossed the empty drink bottle into the trash can.
"Let's get to work. As for the city's future, let future generations deal with it."
