When a Ghost Soldier arrived outside the walls of the forward base with more than a dozen Blood Puppets, he was bewildered.
"Is this a wall?"
"How could there be such a wall here?"
The Ghost Soldier looked up at the tall and mighty wall, his stiff head unable to comprehend why there is such a fortress deep within the mountains!
In his decaying brain, his thoughts were like a rusted machine, unable to function properly.
This is also the Ghost Soldiers' biggest flaw; their minds are not good, very muddled, commonly known as brain dead.
They were buried deep within the Corpse Sea for thousands of years, even when they saw the daylight again, they couldn't restore the thoughts of normal people.
In contrast, those who have just been transformed into Ghost Soldiers tend to retain their previous wisdom, with thinking almost indistinguishable from normal people.
On the wall, Yang Qinhua looked at the dumbfounded Ghost Soldiers and Blood Puppets below, his lips slightly curled.
