Day 653:
The zombies are dressing better. More and more of the ones that come to attack me are not only wearing armor, but gold armor at that.
I’m not sure if I should be flattered or annoyed.
The armor doesn’t stop much. Gold is way too soft to make into anything functional, and whoever made the armor doesn’t appear to have learned much about alloys because as far as I can tell from melting it down it’s pure gold.
It does disappoint me that we don’t get many lightning strikes in the rainstorms here. (Okay, we get cloud-to-cloud but not many ground strikes.) Because a whole bunch of zombies marching over a mountain wearing highly conductive gold armor? That’s a barbecue ready to happen.