Li Ming turned to look back at the three, speaking softly while looking at the city center. An infant zombie, oblivious to the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth, had stood up and revealed a faint smile at the corners of its lips, intending to approach them.
'The power it displays now, compared to the first time I saw it, seems to be stagnated. There's no progress at all. Could it be that it had such strength since the apocalypse began?'
'But if that's the case, its power hasn't progressed at all for such a long time. It can't even maintain ordinary control, and its abnormal size has swollen to such an extent. When all the impossibilities are ruled out, what remains is the answer.'
'Is it an awakened heteromorph with insufficient volume, which has achieved a secondary evolution through some special reasons?'
'Because the body can't bear such power, it passively expands to become so big to accommodate energy?'
