"Grandpa, are they really strong? Can they kill that monster?"
A little boy with a crew cut ran over from the next room and asked.
"Not necessarily, that monster is too fierce. We have to warn them, we can't let it harm people anymore,"
Old Man Wu's eyes were murky with tears, but he dared not let them fall in front of his grandson. His son and daughter-in-law had been eaten by that monster that descended from the sky, leaving only his grandson to rely on him.
There were still quite a few survivors in the village, but ever since the monster arrived, no one dared to go outside. Previously, it was only zombies, and the men in the village could kill some together, but this monster, from who knows where, not only ate zombies but also ate living people, and compared to zombies, it clearly preferred eating the living, which really added insult to injury for the village!
"Grandpa, I'll go remind them," the little boy said, ready to run outside.
