Xu Zeyang rotated his head, seemingly understanding but not quite, "I think I can kind of understand, but I haven't fully grasped it yet. I believe there's a problem here; zombies don't just bite their own kind for no reason, and none would be willing to be eaten by their own kind, right? My guess is, could this cannibalistic zombie be evolving?"
He made a logical argument.
Old Mao looked at Xu Zeyang and laughed, "Xiao Xu, your brain is buzzing quite nicely. You managed to think of that."
Xu Zeyang rolled his eyes.
"Old Mao, I feel like you're implying something with your words."
Han Shuang, who had been observing the special zombie, changed her expression slightly as if she had discovered something tremendous.
"Look at that zombie, doesn't it seem a bit different, like it has gone through some changes?"
