The cold wind ravaged the decaying walls and broken windows on the desolated streets. The apocalyptic snow was a dense fog that shrouded the entire city under its oppressive greyness.
This was Wu City.
During previous years at the same time, it absolutely wasn't this cold, but this year, it was somewhat different.
On the streets, only zombies in twos and threes strolled mindlessly. Because their muscles and fat were all frozen, they stood in place like ice sculptures. It was unthinkable that they could still hunt living animals in the spring while frozen in this state.
No one bothered with the zombies. The X1 bacteria in the back of their necks couldn't accumulate energy through photosynthesis. Even if they cut through the skulls of these zombies, there wouldn't be a single crystal. Only mutant rats would desperately go bite the living dead. Their stomach was powerful enough to not worry about indigestion.
