The Unknown Meat

"Welcome," Shane greeted the newcomer, extending a hand. 

"I am Shane, the owner of this land. You should know me better as a Foreign Survivor. What's your name, sir?"

"So it is Master Shane… You can call me Mr. Wadsworth…" The old butler replied, accepting the handshake with a firm grip. 

"It seems I am to serve once more, in a capacity quite different from what I am accustomed to..."

He muttered while looking to his left, where a couple of Crawler Zombies were dragging their bodies to reach their estate. 

Shane just smiled at this as he allowed Gene to kill those Zombies and loot them as well. 

Shane simply introduced him to everyone in the Shelter, and soon, he learned more about Mr. Wadsworth. The man was actually in his fifties already, but aside from some wrinkles and his silver hair, he still had a decent physique for his age. 

It seemed that he trained his body really well. 

"Right… Let me show you the skills I've learned."