What followed was a mass of garbled text, looking closely, they appeared to be Chinese characters, but Luo Guozhong's state might have been off when he wrote them, making them extremely chaotic. Wang Tao and the others simply couldn't make out what they actually were.
At the end of the content, however, the handwriting suddenly returned to normal.
"Sorry, I lost my composure a bit. It might be because I've been lonely. But fortunately, I still have three comrades. We can still do something meaningful together."
"By the way, I also have a good buddy. Its name is Lightning, a military dog that is one year old and just reached adulthood. If you call its name, it will be very obedient. I hope you will allow it to follow you."
"A military dog? It couldn't be the zombie dog we just killed, could it?"
Wang Tao and the others exchanged glances.
"Lastly, I want to say this. Wang Tao, or other survivors who read this letter, keep going! Don't give up! You must strive to survive!"
