C91 Millions of Zombies

The supervisor, perched atop the vehicle, grabbed a megaphone and bellowed, "To all my fellow supervisors and workers, we've embraced Whitepond as our own, tirelessly toiling to build it up. We lack paranormal powers or superhuman strength; our labor is our only means to earn respect. Yet, there are those who fail to value our hard work and scorn us, the common folk. Worse still