The basketball rolled to his feet as if guided by some sort of navigation.
With the basketball in hand, he pictured a kind of dance that used the ball as a prop, but the thought quickly faded as his basketball skills were lacking to the extreme.
Just as he was about to put the basketball back, he thought of the elderly and the tall Feifei.
There weren't many recreational activities in the residential compound, so he figured it would be good to buy one for them to exercise, and he placed the basketball into the shopping cart.
Just then, a low growl sounded, and he looked up to see a strange zombie appearing out of nowhere, crouched and crawling like an animal.
It was a female zombie wearing a dress, which was hard to distinguish in color due to the bloodstains. Her long hair was filthy, clotted with sticky substances, like shattered flesh and blood.
Roar!
