Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Being a Zombie Isn’t So Bad

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

The pen swiftly scrawled across the paper, leaving chemical symbols comprised of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen.

Finally, Zhang Yiming’s gaze settled on a particular chemical symbol.

Almost all trees are primarily composed of the elements carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen.

Disregarding those trace elements, these three atoms can freely constitute various chemical symbols.

Zhang Yiming laid his eyes on a newly written chemical symbol.

This chemical structure is peculiar; the three elements neither lost nor gained electrons, yet are magically combined together.

This is an equation that can change the world.

Also, it’s an irreplicable equation.

No chemical reaction can produce this equation.

Only nature could nurture such a special Ganmu, which, during the tide of energy, received nature’s gift and achieved sublimation.

Just like among all zombies, only one Emperor can emerge.

This legendary Divine Tree, perhaps there’s only this one.

Zhang Yiming glanced at the weight displayed on the scale and the dense scribbles on the draft paper.

According to calculations, this palm-sized Ganmu is precisely the dosage needed to turn a zombie into a human.

He didn’t know if Ganmu could indeed transform zombies into humans.

What he knew was, if this piece of Ganmu didn’t work, there might be no plant left in the world capable of transforming a zombie’s black blood into red blood.

If black blood could turn red, could the dead internal organs be revived?

Zhang Yiming didn’t know because experiments couldn’t be conducted.

According to calculations, there’s a high probability.

Zhang Yiming’s throat moved slightly, quietly gazing at the vibrant Ganmu before him.

Finally, finally able to become human?

His slender fingers slowly reached out, and Zhang Yiming’s eyes burst with intense light.

Keen to try.

Many, many futures already imagined in his mind.

Leng Yebai has already turned into a zombie, and if he just acts as before, he could stand beside Xiao Niu once again.

Just like he saw Leng Yebai do before, eating with Xiao Niu, adventuring through the apocalypse together.

No longer worried about his filthy blood staining Xiao Niu’s hands.

No more needing gloves to dare peel apples for her.

No longer hiding, able to follow her openly and honestly.

Even if she disliked him, he would shamelessly follow, cooking for her on the bus.

Refusing to be driven away.

Slender fingers tightly gripping the life-filled Ganmu.

Tightly gripping.

Yet hesitating to open his mouth.

Zhang Yiming’s room was on the second floor, perfectly positioned to see the yard next door.

He saw Xiao Niu sitting quietly in a chair, sunbathing.

A paper fan covered her face, obscuring her expression.

From such a distance, he could still sense the desolate aura emanating from her.

She sat there silently, yet his heart ached fiercely.

Clearly, he hadn’t eaten the Ganmu.

Clearly, he was still a zombie.

Seeing the scene before him, his heart still ached fiercely.

Zhang Yiming’s eyes were obscure and unclear, quietly watching the girl in the reclining chair.

The girl’s figure seemed to have become noticeably frail.

The zombie’s keen sense of smell easily caught the fragrance from her.

Zhang Yiming closed his eyes, greedily inhaling deeply, absorbing her scent into his chest.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

Gentle eyes revealing a resolute look.

But within this resolute gaze, there was a hint of sorrow.

Zhang Yiming pocketed the Ganmu, didn’t linger at Leng Yebai’s room door, directly pushed open the gate to the yard next door.

As soon as Zhang Yiming entered, Bai Xiqin suddenly sat up from the recliner.

“Did you find him?”

Bai Xiqin’s dark eyes stared directly at Zhang Yiming, her voice hoarse, her gaze tinged with hope.

Qin Yuan and Water Python had nearly run out of the country, still found no trace of Leng Yebai.

“You really want to find him?” Zhang Yiming asked softly.

Zhang Yiming slightly bowed his head, long eyelashes casting a shadow, obscuring his facial expression.

“Of course I do!”

Bai Xiqin blurted out without hesitation.

Her relationship with Leng Yebai wasn’t a passion-filled romance, just tender daily life and the magical bond brought by rebirth.

Companionship had always been there, suddenly disappearing felt like losing the entire world.

“Alright, I’ll find him as soon as possible.” Zhang Yiming gently nodded, looked at Bai Xiqin, and showed a warm, sunny smile, “I’ve already found clues to his whereabouts, I believe he’ll be back soon.”

Zhang Yiming’s smile bathed in sunlight was indescribably warm.

Instantly washed Bai Xiqin’s desolate aura clean.

“Really?” Bai Xiqin excitedly reached out and grabbed Zhang Yiming’s arm, “Then I’ll go find him with you!”

Zhang Yiming glanced at the hand grabbing his arm, still with a warm, sunny smile like a brother next door.

“No need to look, just eat and sleep well, if Leng Yebai comes back and sees you in such a state, he’ll surely be disdainful.” Zhang Yiming glanced at the dark circles under Bai Xiqin’s eyes and continued, “Besides, I don’t even need to go out, only need to send my little minions!”

“If he dares to disdain me, I’ll beat him up!”

Bai Xiqin fiercely raised her hand but still rubbed her temples to alleviate eye strain.

“Time for breakfast, eat more of it.”

Zhang Yiming looked dotingly at Bai Xiqin, lifted his hand intending to touch her hair but restrained himself.

“Okay, thank you!” Bai Xiqin laughed timidly at Zhang Yiming.

Seemingly, Zhang Yiming knew a bit about all her relationships.

Being seen in such a state by him was indeed somewhat embarrassing.

“No need for thanks, it’s a perk of being a zombie, can command lots of minions effortlessly, without fear of being bitten by zombies.” Zhang Yiming chuckled, “Plus, so far, I haven’t met a zombie stronger than me, maybe I’ll become their leader, kind of glamorous, like an ancient Emperor. All things considered, being a zombie isn’t so bad.”

Bai Xiqin froze, although Zhang Yiming spoke lightly, she sensed a hint of sadness.

Bai Xiqin opened her mouth, wanting to comfort Zhang Yiming.

But faced with that warm, sunny face, she couldn’t utter it.

“Alright, I’m heading back to recruit more minions, aiming to ascend the throne sooner! Remember to eat breakfast!”

Zhang Yiming waved at Bai Xiqin, giving her a playful wink.

Bai Xiqin scratched her head, feeling there’s something strange about Zhang Yiming’s figure.

Today, Zhang Yiming seemed both sad and joyful.

Unseen by Bai Xiqin, turning around Zhang Yiming’s face lost the warm, sunny smile, replaced by desolate solitude.

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