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You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

“Mr. Zhang, it is said that you often make zombies work overtime without pay, is that true?” Zhang Ye, enraged, snatched the microphone that was pushed to his mouth and said righteously: “Who said that?” “I'll sue them for defamation!” “Someone's defaming me, you know!” As he spoke, he turned and grabbed a zombie, “Did I force you?” The zombie, silent, just went “Ugh ahhhh—” Zhang Ye immediately said, “See! He said no!” The next morning, the headlines of the Sanjiang Apocalypse Morning Post read: Zhang's Group Chairman, Zhang Ye, not only admitted to making zombies work overtime, but he also abused a zombie in front of reporters, truly a man without conscience! Our newspaper expresses strong disdain for such a person! This book is also called “Who Let You Bring Zombies into the Factory”

Warm house · Ficção Científica
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299 Chs

Chapter 114: When People Die, Their Eggs Face the Sky

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But the body of this zombie was simply too massive.

Its height was not very tall—in fact, a rough estimate put it at under two meters, leaving some distance to the ceiling above.

Yet its corpulent body was more than twice the width of an adult, covered in disgusting flabs of fat.

The attack from behind quickly enraged it.

"Roar!!"

A team member, unable to dodge in time, instinctively raised his shield.

But the two-centimeter-thick stainless steel shield was no match for the overwhelming strength of the zombie.

The giant zombie turned around and with a single swing of its arm, hurled the man's body against the wall, then took a large step forward and crushed the man's chest with its massive foot.

Seeing this, the remaining two people turned and ran.

Still, one of them reacted too slowly and was seized by the clothes by the zombie as it turned its head their way.

A scream of extreme pain followed.