"You didn't answer my question. Are they zombies or not?" Major Lan questioned again, his hand steady, holding onto his gun.
"They... I don't know if they are zombies or not. I haven't seen them for years now. I don't even know what they look like anymore."
"I'm going to need you to explain the whole story. From the beginning to the end. I don't want a single detail left out."
Wen Zhang nodded his head, lowering his hands as he looked down at the photo inside his own phone.
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There was once a man who worked hard in the cities. He was just one of the many migrant workers who moved to big cities for a job.
He was working day and night, carrying bricks off trucks in the hopes of making enough money to bring his whole family to the city.
Did he ever achieve his goal? Nope. The city did not welcome him. They didn't welcome any of the migrant workers.
