Hurriedly, the commander zombie pulled the messenger's zombie collar and whispered anxiously.
"Did you tell the boss already?"
"You're my boss, so yeah."
"Not me, idiot! I mean our leader! Speaking of which, you're new here. Do you even know who our leader is!"
"Umm… God?"
Commander zombie looked at the messenger's zombie hopelessly.
How did this guy end up being a messenger?
Most zombies were mindless, dumb, and follow their instinct. So it was quite hard to run as an organization as each role had to be filled with capable people.
As a matter of fact, being a messenger was to be considered as a high position!
Punch the messenger on the head, the commander said irritatedly.
"Of course not, idiot!"
"Ouch!"
The messenger groaned in pain.
"Our leader is the great Garranga! He's the only supreme being that takes back what's ours!"
