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An extensive army of zombies forms an exceedingly unique and ghastly sight, their movements either faltering or agile, but all seemingly manipulated by an invisible, controlling hand, moving unanimously in the same direction.

Behind the army follows an old off-road vehicle, keeping a moderate distance from the last batch of zombies.

By mid-morning, they finally enter the next city.

Upon entering the city, the zombie army consciously disperses, in pairs or groups wandering around the streets, searching for the smell of fresh flesh.

All the doors and windows of the off-road vehicle are closed, with just a small ventilation hole opened, enough for four people to breathe. Su Junxin vigilantly watches the zombies' every move, her ten fingers tightly gripping the steering wheel, her foot lightly on the accelerator, keeping the speed extremely slow, stopping the car and ducking down whenever a zombie looks their way.