Wang Zixuan sat there holding back his laughter.
He really wanted to laugh.
How much he wanted to tell Lin Fan to give this Red-skinned Zombie a bit of respect; it seemed the Red-skinned Zombie truly had no dignity.
The photoshoot ended.
Lin Fan smiled and waved the camera in his hand towards it, "The shots turned out great. When they're published in the Zombie Album, they'll definitely look amazing."
Upon hearing the human's words, the Red-skinned Zombie clenched its fists tightly; its knuckles cracked as veins popped out, anger burning fiercely in its heart.
"Alright, the next step is simple. Please reveal your true abilities; I want to test your strength."
That's the procedure.
If society still had order, humans had fixed habitats, and human governments were fighting zombies, he would definitely join the zombie investigation department.
Eagerly wandering outside.
One person, one camera.
