Three days passed and it all kinda blurred together, blood, sweat, and the occasional Ding that made it worth it.
Bai Shen put the whole military base idea on hold for "later" and just kept hunting, dragging a rotating group of White Light members through street after street on the eastern side, an area nobody had bothered clearing since the Apocalypse started. There were more streets like this one waiting to be cleared. Maybe the occasional survivor would pop out of their hiding spot too, if they thought it was safe enough.
The zombies here were thicker than what he was used to, packed together in numbers that would make a normal person turn around and run.
For Bai Shen it wasn't really life or death anymore, more like a boring but profitable chore.
Ding! +0.2 Strength received.
Ding! +0.1 Agility received.
