Jokes aside, they still had to fight zombies. After a few teasing words, Chun Mian swung her mop handle and charged in.
Song Gu stood on the sidelines, staring at Chun Mian's battered, battle-scarred mop handle, and fell into a strange silence. Even though supplies were tight after the apocalypse, that definitely didn't include mop handles. He wondered why she didn't just get a new one. Was it custom-made and particularly handy to use?
Chun Mian was always simple and brutal when fighting zombies. She hated dragging things out because the longer a fight lasted, the easier it was to get surrounded by other zombies. So, two strikes of the mop handle took out a small zombie. After smashing its little skull, she would effortlessly scoop out the Crystal Core and move on to the next one.
