"Oh, what a waste..." Mia looked at the clumsy shooting skills of these women. Even though she knew that Ryan had almost emptied the police station of weapons, she still couldn't waste bullets like this.
Outside the emergency building, there were piles of zombie corpses, at least a few hundred of them, but there were far fewer zombies inside the building. Mia was leading people to clean up floor by floor, making sure that there was not a single zombie here.
"Master, are you tired?" Olivia stuck to the man attentively, took out a towel from somewhere, and wiped the non-existent sweat from him.
Mia rolled her eyes. These two people were not here to clean up the zombies. It felt like they were here on vacation. They didn't take the zombies seriously at all.