At minus 40 degrees Celsius, the zombies I collected were sewing dragon robes.
Needle Girl's eye sockets are dark, but her fingers are translucent waxy yellow, and she can thread the needle more steadily than a living person. The black dragon robe she made for me had the names of all the surrenders embroidered on the lining - from the king-level night owl to the zombie parrot that delivered the courier.
Bite! Incorporated successfully: King-level Night Owl, loyalty 100%]
When Ye Xiao knelt on one knee, a crack opened in the black crystal core on his chest: "Your Majesty, the emperor will arrive in thirty days."
I took a sip of hot cocoa and watched the black army arrayed in the snow: "Just in time, let's see how its zombies line up to receive their crystal core wages."
[No CP·Queen's Infrastructure·Rotten Aesthetics]
[Tip: The heroine is partial, saving zombies is free, but saving humans costs ten times]
