Black Demon was very satisfied with the situation on site; this was the effect he wanted.
Listening, Lin Fan thought, the Mutant headquarters really struggles to win over hearts. Why does everyone think about rebelling against it? It seems the Mutant headquarters really isn't doing well.
Being eradicated is likely what everyone is thinking about.
Black Demon's ambition swelled, his eyes glimmering with visions of the future, "The threat we face now isn't the zombies, but Lin Fan from Huang City's Sunshine Shelter. With our current strength, we definitely cannot compete with him, but I am very confident that as long as I keep evolving, I believe there will come a day when I trample him underfoot and tell him, the apocalypse is ours."
"Do you have confidence in this?"
Black Demon shouted, almost roaring.
The group of perfect Mutants listening to his rambling blinked and frowned. Honestly, they didn't believe what Black Demon said; it truly seemed like wishful thinking.
