He was a zombie.
Zombies are meant to eat humans.
If they don't eat humans, what else would they eat?
Carrots and cabbages?
Impossible!
Bloodthirst is ingrained in their bones, unchangeable.
Is there a zombie that doesn't devour flesh and blood?
Zombie King Li Mucheng believed there was none.
His slender fingers moved slightly, and an ordinary zombie shuffled towards Zombie King Li Mucheng with heavy footsteps.
This grotesque zombie was once a simple villager in the village.
With thick calluses on seemingly sharp fingers, he never stole or committed petty theft, as honest as one could be.
Now, its face no longer bore the honest look of the past; its eyes were devoid of innocence, filled only with bloodlust and decay.
Every day, like all the zombies in the village, it obediently stood in front of its own window, staring at the food inside, waiting for mealtime.
Waiting for the survivors locked inside to draw blood for it to drink.
