"All this effort, and for what?"

Inside the tent, four frogs frolicked around Ming, who sat intently, remotely controlling a zombie as it drove. To better observe, Ming shifted his Puppet's Eye to the co-pilot zombie.

The city's layout sloped from a higher elevation in the north to a lower one in the south. The north was mountainous, but urbanization transformed these mountains into foundations for towering skyscrapers. The south boasted a flat terrain with an extensive coastline.

Relying on his mental map and comparing it with the road signs he observed, Ming directed the novice zombie driver. Given the zombie's inexperience, it drove cautiously, but Ming didn't fault it; after all, zombies lacked brains.

After about an hour, they entered the northern part of the city. While buildings on either side of the streets stood upright, their exteriors and windows were severely damaged. Strangely, no zombies were in sight.