"Family, the Lord will always watch over us. Those who waver and betray will lose the Lord's forgiveness and fall into a hell filled with demons, never again able to enter the blissful paradise!"
Lin Changhe, who had earlier lost control, was now fervently brainwashing everyone in the refuge.
"Roar!!!!"
While he was speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently behind the refuge, and the entire hill behind was trembling.
Before anyone had a chance to see what was happening, heart-wrenching screams along with bursts of zombie howls clearly reached everyone's ears inside the refuge.
Lin Changhe paused slightly, squinting towards the direction of the hill.
All the half-infected who should have been locked in cages had come down the hill, and were now frantically running towards him.
How could this be?
The gates of the Corpse Refining Factory had been locked. How did they get out?