"Die."
After growling out this word with a hoarse voice, the zombie burst forth with astonishing speed. Disregarding the lowest and highest scores, everyone had come to believe that this zombie possessed at least the strength of a Fifth Rank.
Dave's reaction wasn't slow either. Just as the zombie was about to touch him, a flash of green light appeared in his hand, and the next second, a firm-faced, plump nut with a Chinese character-like face blocked in front of him, withstanding the zombie's claw strike.
Clang!!!
The zombie looked at the nut, as hard as refined metal, then at its own claws, a look of unsurprising confusion emerged in its eyes.
Seeing the zombie that couldn't break through the nut's defense, Dave laughed crazily, "This is my proudest Nut Wall; with your strength, you won't be able to break through it in your lifetime!"
Then, the zombie looked up, a deeper confusion in its eyes. It then slowly moved a meter to the left, directly bypassing the Nut Wall.
