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The zombies were non-intelligent beings, and their sense of smell served as their direction-finding sense.

Since no one remained in the house, they traced the scent of life outside. By then, they were pouring out of Reckless' room through his window, causing him to hurriedly close the window with all his might. The ones that had yet to enter the house were also converging on their location.

"Let's take action now!" Reckless refused to give up, and Rhea firmly nodded. She pushed her brother aside and dashed away with their big, fluffy dog running after her.

Soon, smoke billowed into the sky, as the siblings' home was now set ablaze by their own hands.

A coughing Rhea appeared behind them, her face red as she struggled to catch her breath, her hand on her knees.

"Darn it," she coughed, admiring her handiwork.