The team leader of fifteen people instantly changed his face on the spot.
He almost grabbed the scout's collar and lifted him up.
"What did you say?? A third...a third-level zombie??"
The leader almost shouted, but he suppressed his voice with gritted teeth.
His entire face turned red and then as pale as a ghost.
The scout, who was just an ordinary person, trembled under the transcendent person's subconscious suppression.
His teeth chattered as he tried to speak coherently.
"Y-yes, yes! I-I have seen a second-level zombie before, b-but the one I saw just now felt much...much stronger!"
Another scout immediately handed over a tiny device to the team leader and whispered with a hint of tremor in his voice.
"Leader...this is the power detector imported from another base..."
The scout was very careful when handing over this precious treasure that only a few big bases had.
