Whether it's the Creators or the zombie tide,
they're something everyone fears.
But in Lin Fan's eyes, they can be seen as points, and clearing them out means one less wave of harmful zombies in the world.
"Zhu Cheng, how many Creators are there?"
Lin Fan asked, no matter how many Creators there are, to him they are all the same. He truly treats them equally; whether they're Creators or ordinary zombies, they're all just a piece of cake to be dealt with by a single sword.
"There's only one Creator, but there are quite a few Evolutionary Zombies."
Zhu Cheng was dazzled by the crystallized eyes of Evolutionary Zombies, especially when they gather together. Observing them is a test for him; if it weren't for his good vision, he'd likely be blinded.
"Oh, is that so."
Lin Fan nodded, looking very relaxed, sniffing and saying, "What a fragrant smell, the smell of hotpot, I'm sure of it."
