"Resurrection Day."
This one month each year is Resurrection Day, making everyone go insane, turning into beasts, which is also their hope for survival.
Survival of the fittest, the weak are prey to the strong.
From a certain perspective, the world's resources are always limited, only enjoyed by a few people.
The night was accompanied by distant and near howls, as five people swiftly traversed the alleyways, with the zombies largely unresponsive to them, only noticing when they got closer.
"We found a settlement nearby during the day, should be quite big."
A man in a short black trench coat said.
Another person said with ease, "They probably have quite a few people, even with hundreds of pigs, it wouldn't be easy to kill them all quickly."
The man in the coat thought for a while and said, "Judging from the situation, these people shouldn't be too different from hundreds of pigs, but there should be a few strong individuals in that settlement."
