The vast Milky Way poured across the sky, with the bright moon illuminating the scarred earth.
The Base Commander, with a cold and distant expression, rode a small electric scooter, wobbling in one direction.
An icy pressure emanated from him, causing mutant animals to automatically retreat.
Among the zombies, the High Rank Zombies also automatically ignored the Base Commander, choosing not to provoke him.
High Rank Zombies could still distinguish what was food and who could kill them!
Only some brainless ordinary zombies would follow behind the Base Commander, snarling as they lunged at the electric scooter.
A flash of purple lightning streaked by, and the ordinary zombies fell to the ground, unable to get back up, completely turning into corpses.
The nights in Shanghai were not peaceful, with zombie howls frequently heard.
The roars of zombies came from all directions, and it was unknown when one might pounce.
