Apocalypse: King of Zombies

Chapter 351 - 351: This isn’t a meteor

"???"

The other three zombies stared at Big Ears, their faces full of question marks. This plan sounded... sketchy.

Locomotive frowned. "Did you devolve from sitting around in the territory too long or what? Just waiting here for the stone slab to fall? Seriously?"

"What else can we do?" Big Ears replied, trying to sound reasonable. "We've already confirmed it's not anywhere else. Waiting right here gives us the best odds."

Shrimpy nodded. "Alright, fine. We'll go with Big Ears' plan. It's not like we've had any luck

And on the side of the plane, barely visible through the smoke and fire, were markings in Japanese.

BANG!

A loud thud echoed from the wreckage as someone inside kicked open a hole in the fuselage. A middle-aged man stumbled out, covered in soot and dirt.

"Goddammit!" he cursed, coughing, then turned back to the hole and waved frantically.

"Move! Get out, now! This thing could blow any second!"

One by one, people began pouring out—men and women, all carrying backpacks or makeshift bags. There were a lot of them.

They looked thin, ragged, like they'd been through hell. Many had grotesque red boils on their faces, swollen and oozing—mutations from radiation exposure.

"We finally made it out of Japan!"

"Don't celebrate yet. This place might not be safe either."

"Hmph! You think it's worse than Japan? No way."

"Exactly. At least there's no radiation here!"

"We just need to find somewhere… somewhere we can survive."

"..."

They chattered in rapid Japanese, voices filled with exhaustion, hope, and fear.

Meanwhile, Big Ears and the others were crouched behind a dirt mound, watching the scene unfold with wide eyes.

"Japanese food?" Big Ears muttered, confused.

"Big Ears, they look disgusting…" Shrimpy said, wrinkling his nose in disgust.

"So many humans! We gotta run!" Mist panicked, already turning to bolt.

Locomotive grabbed him by the back of the neck like a misbehaving puppy.

"Get back here!"

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