Song Hao died.
His body lay right in front of Zhang Ye.
It looked as though a steamroller had gone straight over it, not a single bone was left intact from head to toe.
Shock filled Zhang Ye's eyes, which then flickered with worry.
The killer that had slain Song Hao was also right before him.
That familiar silhouette was clearly the same type of mutant as the zombie at the hydroelectric power station, currently codenamed T-type zombie by the company.
Yet this T-type zombie showed no intention of attacking the others.
Instead, it appeared somewhat obedient.
Zhang Ye's gaze shifted complicatedly over it several times, but he still doubted his eyes.
Was it really the one newly added to the zombie employee roster?
After a thought, he decided to give it a try.
"Go!"
"Push that car away!"
At the behest of Zhang Ye's command, the T-type zombie sitting in the truck immediately stood up and walked out.
