"It's been so long, but it feels like just a moment ago, I was still enjoying a massage~~ and then suddenly, the young girl turned into a zombie."
"It's time to end this. My wife must be tired of waiting in the Underworld, she's always so impatient." A burly man wiped his face, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
"I'm afraid I'll have to kneel on seven or eight durians when I go to the Underworld this time."
Everyone had their own last words, like quietly leaving a will for themselves, but they soon realized - there probably wouldn't be many of them who could survive, whether it was them outside or those inside...
Inside, some women, elderly people with no fighting skills, and children were huddled in the innermost part.
They embraced each other, warmed each other, and encouraged each other.
But they did not know the outcome outside, nor were they aware of the three million zombies and the terrifying flying dragons in the sky.
