Shelter, on the city wall.
Lin Yi was somewhat speechless.
Sylvie had made significant progress, but if she could herself, try to put on this set of armor.
Then run half a kilometer, be able to sit down, stand up, and touch her own head, then it wouldn't be too late to let him watch personally.
He conveyed his thoughts to the soldier.
"Yes, boss!"
The embarrassed soldier, now with a large bandage on his forehead, put the armor back in the bag and ran off to report to Sylvie.
"Hmm, looks like we're not far from wearing armor to kill the enemy!" Lin Yi muttered to himself as usual.
He still had confidence in Sylvie, after all, the difficulty in improvement and execution is worlds apart.
He envisioned a hundred armored knights, cutting down zombies from left to right, fearless of zombie claws, teeth, and bullets.
He seemed to see them standing steadfast like an indefatigable fortress in the endless zombie tide...
An hour later.
