Reality is called reality.
Because the things and situations that arise are acceptable.
Zombies are easy to accept as a concept, they appear a lot in movies, just treat it as the spread of some sort of virus.
But now...
They floored the gas pedal, hoping to smash through the iron gate ahead, just inches away—who could have imagined that guy standing in front of the car, pressing down on the hood with one palm, visibly denting it.
"Hit him!" yelled Yan Hua, still in shock but quickly recovering.
Ma Chang responded, "Damn it, I am hitting him—I'm practically stomping the pedal through the floor!"
The engine roared.
The tires spun in place.
Exhaust fumes bubbled, smoke filled the air.
Just from this, one could tell how powerful the off-road vehicle's engine was. Any other survivor would have been crushed under the tires by now, even the iron gate could have been shattered.
"You damn well step on it," demanded Yan Hua.
"I am stepping on it!"
