I was so emotionally agitated, having just shed blood tears, that my vision was somewhat blurry.
I rubbed my dizzy temples, "What... what? You don't know the way? Then why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Cough cough~ How about we catch a zombie and ask?" Zhang Zidao coughed lightly.
"No, that won't do. Acting like that, it's too easy to startle the grass and scare the snake." I firmly rejected Zhang Zidao's suggestion, "I've observed that all the zombies have self-awareness."
This stronghold has an indescribable mystery and eeriness, where souls return to the Netherworld three days after death.
But the zombies strolling around the village... their souls are still intact...
Zhang Zidao: "Then what should we do?"
"What to do..." I regretted so much in my heart that I didn't ask Granny Long for the location of Cold Moon Spring when I encountered her.
Zhang Zidao came up with a lousy idea, "How about we search carpet-style?"
