James ran from the entrance of the cave to the back of West, who was in the innermost part and poked out his head.
"It doesn't matter. Come in. These are all my people."
"Can we have a simple understanding of each other? Can you provide some information?" West calmly looked at the zombies and asked.
The zombies were a little nervous and nodded.
One of the head zombie's eyes was dark red and another one was light red.
"My name is Allen. I'm the leader of the zombie group."
"We have been caught for a while. You..."
Allen looked at West with excitement.
He thought that West might be their zombie king, but he didn't dare to admit it in front of so many awakened people.
What if something happened?
West looked at Allen with satisfaction.
"James, both you and zombies are enslaved by the sea race. We should work together and cooperate."
"There are too few of you," West said calmly.
James had calmed down.