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... rth in waves, densely packed like an army of ants, spreading across the land surrounding Yangsheng Base. The massive open space around the base was almost entirely sealed off by the horde.

Looking out over the scene, it was clear that the number of zombies exceeded ten thousand.

For the investigation team, it was their first time witnessing such a spectacle in person.

Meng Siyu’s eyes widened in astonishment, and her heart raced despite knowing the zombies couldn’t direct ...

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