The plan lasted exactly seven minutes.
Tang Li Yue counted conscientiously.
Not because she was petty, but because accuracy mattered.
Also because she was petty.
Lu Chengran's plan had been, admittedly, reasonable. First, establish a defensive perimeter. Then, draw out a portion of the controlled zombies.
Avoid being surrounded and use firearms only when necessary. They have to preserve ammunition while watching for possible mental interference.
Finally, locate the mental ability zombie and eliminate it only after confirming its position.
It was a very logical, very efficient.
Very Lu Chengran.
Unfortunately, the apocalypse did not care about tactical neatness, and neither did a brainy jiangshi who apparently fancied itself as a corpse general.
The moment Xu Ren's second drone finished calibration and rose into the air, the wall of zombies moved.
Not all at once. That would have been too simple.
