After listening to Lin Xinghai's explanation, Yang Jiansheng gulped. He had been focused solely on how to get through this crisis.
He hadn't had the time, nor the courage, to dwell on these other issues.
Now that Lin Xinghai had pointed them out, he was forced to confront them. But just thinking about these issues filled him with despair.
"Lin Xinghai, do you... do you have a way to solve these problems?" Yang Jiansheng asked, his face full of hope.
'Since Lin Xinghai brought these problems up, he most likely has a solution for them, too.'
"It's simple! We just kill all four of those Mutated Zombies," Lin Xinghai said.
Yang Jiansheng was at a loss for words.
'Did he think I didn't know that killing the four Mutated Zombies would solve everything?'
'The real question is *how* to kill them!'
As if guessing what Yang Jiansheng was thinking, Lin Xinghai smiled. "It's not as complicated as you think. As long as we find a way to divert some of their attention, I can handle them."
