Tsk, tsk...
Shen Feng couldn't help but frown as he strode over.
His arrival immediately caught the zombies' attention. They dropped the corpse they were devouring and lunged at him.
The corpse might have only been dead for a short while, but live food always tasted better.
As the zombies closed in, Shen Feng once again sent an electrical current through the brain atop his head, broadcasting a new brainwave signal.
The zombies instantly showed expressions of conflict and confusion, halting their advance.
'Excellent.'
Shen Feng nodded in satisfaction. He abruptly shot out several metal tentacles, snaring the necks of eight zombies whose faces were covered in bulging veins—all deeply infected. The length of the tentacles arranged them into four pairs, one behind the other.
He then hopped on a bicycle parked by the road. Another metal tentacle shot out like a fishing rod, impaled a fresh arm lying on the ground nearby, and dangled it in front of the eight zombies.
