"Idiot..."
However, that light insult was like turning off a spotlight, leaving him powerless to retort.
Wu Baokang walked to the side, glanced at Zhang Xin, who stood upright, and then pointed to Lego Mall, saying, "Brother Su, all the supplies are loaded, and we still have over ten trucks empty. Do you think we should take some of the zombie corpses? There are quite a few!"
Upon hearing Wu Baokang's words, Zhang Xin's face twitched continuously. Why hadn't he thought of such a practical issue? It was probably because he was too focused on ostentatious glory, forgetting the truly useful matters. He inwardly criticized Wu Baokang for being inconsiderate, surely he had thought of it long ago but didn't share!
Yesterday's grueling battle killed over a thousand zombies, piling up next to the building like small mountains. Calling them corpses, they were hardly different from piles of coal.
