Chương 87: Sending off

In the abandoned mine, a few zombies were continuously digging iron ores with pickaxes.

The remaining zombie was moving the iron ores from the mine back and forth, piling them up in a corner.

This scene puzzled Prisoner Snake and his people who were observing in the dark.

What was going on?

What were these zombies doing?

Were they working together to mine?

Since when did zombies have such high intelligence?

A player nudged Prisoner Snake who was in a daze.

"Brother Snake, what do you say?"

Prisoner Snake gritted his teeth.

"Go!"

The Dawn Guild was already very dissatisfied with him. This was his last chance!

Prisoner Snake carefully took out his wooden bow from his backpack and aimed at the zombies.

"Whoosh!"

Due to the distance, when the arrow landed on the vine zombie's back, it had already lost most of its power and was repelled by the vine armour under its skin.

"Ka!"