The Little High Rank Zombie was trying hard to walk, its small legs could only cover a distance of a dozen centimeters each time, its strange and twisted body seemed to be controlled by several people, completely lacking any beauty.
It was entirely devoid of the lovably clumsy demeanor a small child should have.
The Little High Rank Zombie walked shakily, as if it would fall at any moment.
The surrounding High Rank Zombies did not urge it, just silently watching.
Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...
A short distance, it took him a full ten minutes to cover.
Finally, it stopped in front of the Base Commander, tilted its little head up, and looked at the Base Commander, suddenly displaying a twisted smile on its face.
If a normal kindergarten child smiled, it would undoubtedly be innocent and carefree.
