C421 (1)
The relentless footsteps and guttural growls of zombies filled the air outside.
Tang Bing had grown accustomed to the cacophony. Lying in bed, he would close his eyes and swiftly drift into a deep slumber.
Yet, his perception remained keen, heightened by the Ocean's Heart, ready to rouse him at the slightest disturbance.
In the dead of night, after an indeterminate stretch of sleep
