Wen Yan didn't even dare to turn his head for a glance. According to what he'd learned, under normal circumstances, the lowest level of Walking Dead, those just risen, moved slowly and their bodies weren't much different from ordinary people—at most they just weren't afraid of pain.
Once they evolved into Hopping Corpses, their bodies became stiff but extremely resilient, also incredibly strong, able to jump quickly, though their agility wasn't particularly impressive.
But this Little Zombie on his back—the body clearly wasn't that stiff, and the speed was fast, but the sense of pressure it gave him was nowhere near as intense as the Hopping Corpse he'd seen before.
Wen Yan couldn't quite figure out just what kind of zombie this was.
The materials he'd read were all from Scorching Sun Department's standard records, textbook-style, but it was obvious now that reality didn't always match the textbook descriptions.
