That day, Daniel Hale decided to stay home and protect Vera Coleman.
After hearing Nina Jacobs’s plan, Leo Hale and the other two decided to join her in clearing out the zombies from the neighboring houses.
Most of the houses in the nearby alleys had old-fashioned iron gates.
With Leo Hale around, they could open the gates without making a sound.
After entering the neighboring yard, Leo Hale remembered to use his Superpower to close the main gate behind them.
It would be a disaster if they were cornered by the zombies outside the gate.
"Doesn’t seem like anyone’s home?"
Chelsea Walsh whispered.
"There’s always someone home, and an elderly woman lives here."
Nina Jacobs had seen most of the neighbors around.
But only enough to exchange the occasional greeting.
She used her Five Senses Enhancement to listen carefully and could tell there were at least two zombies inside the house.
But when they cautiously entered the house, they were instantly stunned by the scene before them.
"GROAN... GROAN... GROAN..."
Granny Stone, whom Nina Jacobs recognized, had already turned. She stretched her arms out, trying to grab them, but her feet were tied to a table leg.
On the floor lay two more zombies, a man and a woman, their limbs similarly bound.
Having caught the scent of the living, they were desperately trying to crawl forward.
"What’s going on?"
Ian Chandler wondered what had happened here.
"They tied themselves up."
Nina Jacobs spotted a note on the table, spattered with black blood.
The note indicated the location of the family’s remaining supplies.
There was also a photo of a young man.
"Are you saying they knew they were going to turn, so they tied themselves up beforehand?"
Leo Hale finally realized.
Nina Jacobs nodded. "That’s right. To keep themselves from hurting other people. People like us."
’Granny Stone and her family were always such kind people.’
Chelsea Walsh’s eyes welled up with tears as she read the note.
"I get it now," she said. "My grandpa used to say that truly kind people are the ones who never cause trouble for anyone else."
Ian Chandler crouched in front of the two zombies, watching them up close.
He suddenly felt that zombies weren’t so terrifying after all.
’At least, these two in front of him weren’t.’
Nina Jacobs nodded and tucked the photograph into her pocket.
The photograph was of Granny Stone’s grandson, the son of the middle-aged couple. Nina remembered that he was away at college.
After they killed the three zombies, Ian Chandler used his Space Superpower to arrange their bodies together.
He could now use his Space Superpower to control objects, and that included corpses.
To prevent the small amount of supplies mentioned in the note from expiring or going to waste, Nina Jacobs had Ian Chandler store them away as well.
When the group stepped back outside, they found they had attracted a few zombies, no matter how quiet they had been.
"Didn’t we just clear this area yesterday afternoon?
Their sense of smell is way too good."
Leo Hale said.
Not only that, but he also noticed that today’s zombies were tougher to deal with.
"They’re getting faster. Everyone, be careful,"
Nina Jacobs warned.
Some of the zombies that had previously been shambling along were now starting to run.
"She’s right."
A chill went down Chelsea Walsh’s spine.
They had never considered the possibility that the zombies would grow more ferocious.
"We evolve, and so do the zombies.
Plus, zombies aren’t afraid of infection. Doesn’t that make them seem better suited to be the masters of this planet?"
Ian Chandler watched several zombies in the distance whose pace had clearly quickened. ’Can humanity really defeat a new species like this?’ he wondered.
The answer to his question was the swift, precise, and ruthless swing of Nina Jacobs’s cleaver.
Zombies like these were nothing to Nina Jacobs.
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