Lee Jeong-Uk, who was next to me, had noticed as well. He looked at my underlings cautiously and called my name. “Hey, So-Yeon’s dad.”

“Grr?”

“There are ones without blue marks.”

The underlings that hadn’t had their bodies spray-painted blue had had their faces painted with blue paint instead. However, there were several zombies there that didn’t even have their faces painted. They were scattered about my other underlings, waiting for my orders as well. I counted each of my underlings one by one.

‘What? What’s this?’

If I remembered correctly, there should've only been eighty-one underlings, even less if some of them had been killed during the battle. However, to my surprise, there were ninety-eight underlings lined up in the field.

I called out the seventeen unusual ones and lined them up in one row. I then ordered them specifically to sit down and stand up ten times.

Grr…

They followed my orders, sitting down and standing up.

They were following my orders. They also looked green to me. That meant they were my underlings. But no matter how hard I tried tracing in my memory, I couldn't remember pushing any of them. On top of that, none of their faces were painted blue.

At that moment, I saw a familiar face among the seventeen underlings. It was the one that had run up to the zombie with glowing red...