...
A few days later.
Russia.
Atop a tall hill was a small mound, barely noticeable unless you looked closely. From within that mound, a pair of shifty eyes watched the distance.
"It's been three days."
His patience was abundant; he had remained motionless here for three days, waiting for Jin Poshan to appear. During this time, no one had emerged from the shelter.
In his sight, the group of survivors moved around the shelter with regularity, rotating shifts to patrol and monitor. If ordinary zombies passed by, archers silently shot them down without a sound.
"Will he ever come?"
Ogamoto Reiyi doubted himself, but soon dismissed it. Since he chose this path, he would follow it to the end. The concept of waiting for a rabbit to appear, if you don't believe in yourself, it's pointless.
Perhaps he had no other outstanding qualities, but his persistence was unwavering.
Self-doubt would never occur.
And at that moment.
The ground trembled, and mountains shook.
