Actually, Shen Sui doesn't have a deep impression of these tyrants.
Because they were basically all made by him from the same mold.
To distinguish them, Shen Sui dressed them in different clothes as a form of differentiation.
Looking at the "people" walking down the street, Shen Sui actually finds it difficult to label them as zombies.
Perhaps, using the term Undead Race would be more accurate.
In the distance, somehow Alice managed to quickly blend in with a group of tyrants.
A 159 cm girl chatting and laughing with seven 3-meter-tall adults truly is a spectacle.
They got along so well that Shen Sui, sitting nearby drinking tea, seemed somewhat unnecessary.
"Look~!"
It's unclear how long Alice had been chatting with those tyrants before she noticed the lonely Shen Sui sitting nearby, and she ran over with a glowing orb in her hand.
"What?" Shen Sui glanced at the glowing orb in Alice's hand, "Isn't that just your Puppet Virus?"
