Speaking of which, she reached out her hand and petted the eyeball creature's head again; the little thing that could understand human speech, however terrifying it looked, suddenly seemed incredibly cute at that moment.
A hint of helplessness flashed in the eyeball's pupil. It had just wanted to take a look at what the survivor base built in the sewer looked like, but who knew that the legs it had casually formed weren't suitable for climbing walls, causing it to get in but be unable to get out now caught by an ordinary human girl.
Hearing the girl's words, it nudged its massive head formed by the eyeball again; the girl smiled and asked, "Are you a zombie?"
The eyeball creature paused, then nodded its head before shaking it. In this form, it was incapable of speech. It wanted to say it was neither human nor necessarily a zombie, but it couldn't express itself well.
"What does that mean?"
