Zhuang Shaohua's expression became solemn. Generally, when it's not raining, zombies tend to be more stable, but the current unusual behavior of these zombies made his heart sink, a foreboding feeling overtaking him.
"Quick, notify Tian Sheng, no, directly inform Boss Gan. Hurry." Zhuang Shaohua shouted to a subordinate beside him.
Something's not normal, really not normal at all.
The sudden outbreak of these zombies is too strange.
The night breeze was soft.
The wind carried the scent emitted by the liquid from the bottle on the edge of the rooftop at the Zhou Family's old site within the Western Alliance, spreading it further away.
A zombie's sense of smell is many times sharper than a human's, and this bottle's liquid could be detected if it was close enough.
However, this bottle shattered on the rooftop, and since there's no one else residing nearby, coupled with the vast expanse of the Western Alliance, it was difficult to notice this liquid.
