With a female zombie clearing the way in front, Ling Mo and his group smoothly entered the factory area.
The dilapidated buildings looked like monsters squatting by the roadside, quietly watching them, from whose dark crevices zombies might pounce out at any moment.
Being there, the whistling of the wind sounded like the sobbing of women, chilling to the bone.
In such a place, the intimidation of leader-level zombies would no longer work, and might actually make things worse.
Zombies hiding in corners, out of fear of leader-level zombies, would not show themselves at first, but when Ling Mo passed by, they would uncontrollably burst out.
"Here we go again." Ling Mo rubbed his brow, looking at the corpse of a zombie that had fallen in front of him, "Spirit Detection again, then having to attack, the consumption of spiritual power is so huge..."
"Ling... are you... are you okay?" Ye Lian leaned against Ling Mo and asked with concern.
