He could no longer run. His final steps, despite being a dignified Level 8 zombie, couldn't even break through a battered wooden box. He ceased to move, his body dissolving into a mass of sludge, slowly squirming and recomposing, reconstructing from a pile of inorganic matter back to human form. Once the facial features emerged, Xu Haishui rasped with a hoarse voice, glancing at the other party with a sinister smile and said, "I don't know, a kind... of evolution no one has tried, where does it lead, to death or rebirth?"