Chapter 271: Chapter 271: In the Third Year of the Apocalypse, She Died

The zombie that had just been roaring in anger suddenly quieted down.

This gentle brainwave and the previous bloodthirsty brainwave were two completely different styles.

One was ruthless and violent.

The other was warm and sunny.

Clearly two people with identical appearances, but they gave off completely different feelings.

Bang! Bang! Boom!

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming did not turn to see who was speaking behind him.

His pale fist slightly clenched and continued to punch the pile of flesh and blood on the ground.

A fierce aura surrounded him, and the faint black flames made his back look like a demon from hell.

Demon was the first word that came to Zhang Yiming’s mind when he saw this silhouette.

Zhang Yiming only glanced at the mangled youth on the ground before looking away.

As expected, at the sight of the flesh and blood, bloodthirsty impulses also raged in his mind.

His heart roiled like a stormy sea, yet his face remained calm.

He was long accustomed to it.

He had never tasted the flavor of flesh and blood.

From the day he discovered he was a zombie, he swore that even if it meant death, he would never devour flesh and blood.

He was human, even if his organs had decayed, he was still human.

Just like her, human.

He was merely sick, and once he got better, he would be just like he was before.

If he devoured flesh and blood, he couldn’t imagine if he would still be himself.

Even more unimaginable was how he could appear before that gentle smile with a body that had consumed flesh and blood.

“He is already dead, please leave here.”

Zhang Yiming stood his ground, calmly looking at the demonic silhouette before him.

He could sense that the figure before him was an incredibly powerful Zombie King.

And an almost deranged, insane Zombie King at that.

Here was already his territory, whether it be the Fire Phoenix Safety Base or S City.

Wherever she appeared, he would not tolerate other Zombie Kings wreaking havoc here wantonly.

He couldn’t sense how strong the Zombie King before him was, because that powerful brainwave posed no threat to him, only a very bloodthirsty emotion was perceivable.

Never had he encountered such a situation before.

All zombie brainwaves had a hierarchy of high and low.

He could easily sense the level of brainwaves.

… All trash.

But this brainwave was very peculiar, he couldn’t sense any level, couldn’t differentiate who was high or low.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming heard the voice behind him and finally stopped his blood-covered fists.

He looked up to the sky, avoiding the sight of the flesh that almost drove him mad, and slowly stood up.

His silhouette seemed somewhat lonely, carrying an endless sadness.

Clearly appearing as a young man’s back, yet it always seemed that this silhouette had weathered countless storms.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming listened to the voice behind him, his lips twitching slightly.

Blood splattered on his face, moving along his lips, carrying an air of wickedness.

“Long time no see.”

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming slowly turned around, smiling with a face full of evil charm, his voice carrying a hint of enchantment.

Long time no see, the once pure self.

Time was frozen in this very moment.

Zhang Yiming’s plain face, his pupils slightly contracted, looked in shock at the young man before him, whose face was covered in red blood.

The young man emitted a wicked aura, a malice that almost seemed tangible.

Red blood sprayed across his face, the contrast striking against his pale skin.

As if an Asura from hell.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming seemed quite pleased to see his past self in shock, his lips lifted slightly.

“What, you don’t even recognize yourself?”

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s voice lacked Zhang Yiming’s usual gentleness, instead mixed with malice.

“Who are you?”

Zhang Yiming’s fingers tightened slightly, his shocked eyes carrying a hint of confusion.

He was seeing someone who looked exactly like him for the first time.

And both were zombies.

He took a slight step back, seemingly wanting to leave here.

The man before him, who looked just like him, was too ruthless, and the blood on him and the flesh on the ground made his stomach churn.

Zhang Yiming craved blood, but he never, never had tasted it, utterly clueless about its flavor.

Yet he was certain, from the gaze of this man before him, he could read one message.

This man saw human life as worthless.

Moreover, he devoured flesh and blood.

For a brief moment, he felt he saw his future self.

He… could not accept it.

Could not accept that his future would be a monster devouring flesh and blood.

No matter what, he absolutely could not devour flesh and blood.

“I am you, and you are me.”

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s voice carried a tinge of self-mockery.

He almost forgot that, three years before the apocalypse, he was a “good zombie” who never tainted blood or flesh.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s eyes grew darker, slowly pulling out a tissue from his pocket, wiping his red blood-covered fingers one by one.

Occasionally, the scent of the red blood floated provocatively, almost impossible for him to resist.

Several times, he nearly could not restrain himself.

Fortunately, this world had her.

Every time he thought of her, a mighty self-control manifested in him, suppressing his nature to the extreme.

Even though he had indulged in devouring flesh and blood for seven years.

He still sought to rediscover that former self who did not devour flesh and blood.

To appear pure and clean before her.

Zhang Yiming’s nails nearly embedded into his flesh, not missing the intense craving for flesh in the demon across.

“You are not me, I will not devour flesh and blood.”

Zhang Yiming’s voice was harsh.

Zhang Yiming was an academic genius.

After the apocalypse broke out, in order to unlock the secret of zombie evolution, he gathered many zombie underlings.

Using his powerful brainwaves, he made them smarter and stronger little by little.

At the same time, he studied the truth of the apocalypse.

All sorts of mutant animals were within his observation scope as well.

Classic of Mountains and Seas, this fantastical tale, he had noted.

In the apocalypse, many mutant animals and plants could be found recorded in it.

Qijue, Gu Diao, Iron-eating Beast…

All civilizations seemed like a cycle.

In his quest to become human, he left no clue unchecked.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas, this strange book, he had memorized by heart.

Chenghuang, rumored to be a divine beast capable of traversing time and space.

He once fantasized that, it would be good to traverse to the future.

To see if his future self had become human.

Even fantasized that if one day he truly became human, he would do whatever it takes to displace Leng Yebai, and stand openly beside her.

He looked at the man full of malice in front of him, his gentle face revealing a look of disbelief.

He didn’t believe this was by any means his future.

His future could never be like this.

For Xiao Niu, he would not allow himself to indulge.

“You are not me.”

Zhang Yiming’s voice repeated coldly, looking at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming with eyes exceptionally icy.

Just a Zombie King who happened to look a lot like him.

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