Heading north

"What's your next step?" Dwight asked as he led the humans back.

He flew through the sky, then turned his head to look at Shaun beside him.

"Gather the zombies," Shaun replied. 

"The north is different from the south, with an area much larger. Otherwise, it wouldn't have six primal mountain ranges."

"More importantly, it hasn't experienced the invasion of sea-variant beasts, and the primal mountain ranges have rarely erupted."

"The countless zombies roaming the major cities, if they could all be gathered in the south..."

Shaun's eyes held a thoughtful look, and there was no need to hide anything. He had already formulated the next step of the plan in his mind.

Regardless of how the primal mountain ranges in the north reacted, he would choose to initiate an invasion directly.