Aon was shocked at the zombies who brought clothes as if they had just robbed the town's boutique.
There are just too many clothes!
And these female zombies were also smart enough to be careful with the clothes so as not to get dirty or torn during the delivery process.
The charm of a handsome guy turned out to be such a useful thing.
Aon sighed, thinking about when he would turn into a mature adult man instead of being a short teenager.
On the contrary, Melan was satisfied with his army of zombie fans.
He waved his hands gently at the group of zombies and shouted in a deep, melancholy voice.
"My dear, come to this building, yes, this one. Put down the clothes carefully, don't get them dirty with dust and mud..."
Melan directed the female zombies to line up carefully and entered the chosen building like trained soldiers.
The group of contestants who were hiding in other buildings saw this scene and almost vomited blood.
