How Zombies Survive in the Apocalypse

After barely shaking off the pursuit over two days, I arrived at a big city called Charle.

And I went straight to the train station bathroom, put on the black dress I had prepared, and wore a wide-brimmed hat.

Then I applied light makeup with cheap cosmetics.

My current appearance is just like the youngest daughter of a noble family.

I carefully headed to the ticket booth at the train station.

Hiss-

I hear the sound of steam gushing out from the steam locomotive.

Fortunately, there’s no sign of fanatics at the train station.

Still, I need to be careful, very careful.

The church uses their believers, priests, clergy, and even hunters hired with money as their eyes in various ways.

Letting my guard down will lead to another tiresome chase.

I headed to the ticket booth as naturally as possible.