After saying such a strange sentence, the girl gently brushed her shoulder, and the arm of the Radiated Species behind her shattered instantly, like weathered tiles that crumbled at a touch!
This Level 8 Radiated Species didn't have the ability to stop the girl in front of it. Perhaps realizing this, it suddenly lowered its head, and when it raised it again, the girl had stopped walking. She keenly sensed that the aura around this zombie had changed; it was no longer the same as before.
Who could it be?
The answer was obvious!
She finally turned around and looked directly at this zombie. She spoke, her voice soft and gentle, with a hint of eeriness.
"If you are here to ask me for a favor, I'm sorry, be it big or small, I will choose to refuse."
Upon hearing this, the Level 8 Radiated Species in front of her glanced at its broken arm and grinned bizarrely with its zombie face. "Oh, miss, that's not the attitude to take when speaking to your savior."
