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"Well, from now on, you don't have to worry about anything. The zombies are under my complete control, and I've ensured they'll stay that way, I sealed the deal with a powerful contract bound to their very souls. From now on, they'll be docile guardians, occasionally roaming the area. You're free to explore the world again, rebuild your civilizations... hell, you can even start farms," Maria declared.
"H-Huh?!" Clarise gasped.
"It can't be that easy..." Mark muttered.
"What's the catch?" Grandma asked. "Also, I don't buy that nonsense. There's no one in this world—or any other—who'd go this far and be this kind to complete strangers. What are your true intentions? What do you want from us?"
