Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Reunion with Wang Ge

The petite zombie spent half an hour burying the zombies just now.

When it picked up the shovel and prepared to go back with its backpack, it noticed that several more pits had appeared around.

All were dug by Bai Yifan with a dagger.

One after another, they were uneven.

The petite zombie paused slightly, showing a pitiful expression on its rotten face.

The boss had instructed it to fill the pits, making sure nothing underground was exposed.

Its limbs were stiff and incredibly uncoordinated; burying one zombie had already exhausted all its ancient power.

It glanced longingly at Bai Yifan, who was still digging pits, and let out a couple of dispirited groans, continuing to fill the pits with the shovel.

Nor did it stop Bai Yifan.

Stopping was useless.

Its barely functioning brain told it not to interfere with the master’s friend.

Thus, under the blazing sun, Bai Yifan dug pits, and the petite zombie filled them.

Bai Yifan ignored the scorching sun, digging down every couple of steps.

Almost at every short distance, he would dig up rotting fingers.

In an instant, Bai Yifan felt a complex mix of emotions.

Brother Zhang said yesterday that those zombies had been driven away to fend for themselves; now it seemed that was not the case.

They were buried here.

Judging by the scope, it seemed like all the zombies were buried.

Bai Yifan felt a chill.

Humanity’s slaughter of zombies isn’t difficult to comprehend, but those zombies were already under Brother Zhang’s command; why kill them all?

For the crystal cores?

Or unwillingness to accept the enemy’s zombies?

Yet zombies have no awareness whatsoever; after being accepted, they are no different from previous zombie minions.

Why slaughter them?

Bai Yifan rubbed his temples hard, reattached the dagger to his leg, and walked forward on his own.

Perhaps he’s being a bit kind-hearted.

His family has also slaughtered many zombies, so Brother Zhang… Can be somewhat understandable!

Bai Yifan furrowed his brows, choosing not to dwell on this matter.

In any case, the dead were zombies, which was highly advantageous for the human survivors.

Bai Yifan’s mind was full of rotting fingers and the scene of the petite zombie lifting a shovel to kill zombies.

For a moment, he didn’t watch where he was going.

When he came to his senses, he had already gotten further away from the village.

It wasn’t until he heard the roar of zombies that he instinctively enveloped himself in a golden aura.

In the distance, a zombie with a grim face stared at his direction, not rushing over but letting out a characteristic angry zombie roar from its throat.

Clearly, this zombie was not friendly.

It was obvious that this zombie wasn’t controlled by Brother Zhang’s brainwaves.

Zombies under Zhang Yiming and Leng Yebai’s brainwave control are lovable, anything like this is deadly.

Bai Yifan swallowed and decisively added two more layers to the golden aura enveloping him.

With thick light enclosing him, Bai Yifan felt slightly calm.

Don’t fear, just run back.

Bai Yifan reacted swiftly, turning around and running directly.

“Roar—”

The zombie with a face full of decayed flesh roared angrily, chasing after Bai Yifan.

This zombie was peculiar; no matter how fast Bai Yifan ran, it caught up.

But each time, it didn’t pounce on Bai Yifan but maintained a two or three-step distance.

Bai Yifan mustered all his strength and ran as fast as he could.

The zombie chased hard from behind.

The zombie’s body was flexible, and its face wasn’t just fierce; it had some micro-expressions.

This indicated that this zombie’s rank wasn’t low.

Judging by the coordination of its limbs, it was even more formidable than the suit-wearing zombie under Zhang Yiming’s command.

Such a powerful zombie, yet it kept trailing behind Bai Yifan, unable to catch up or shake off.

“Why are you chasing me like this!” Bai Yifan realized something was off and yelled at the zombie behind while running, “Are you stupid!”

Bai Yifan was a good kid; he learned many curse words from the villagers during the holiday.

Three days and nights without repeating.

Yet shouting them out felt somewhat shameful; he just called out ’Are you stupid!’ loudly.

The chasing zombie didn’t answer Bai Yifan, only following closely behind.

“Roar—”

Before Bai Yifan entered Zhang Yiming’s mind-control territory, the zombie accelerated significantly.

Blocking Bai Yifan’s path.

“Roar—”

The zombie bared its teeth at Bai Yifan, looking ready to pounce.

Bai Yifan silently looked at the golden light on his body, slowly drawing out his dagger.

Bai Yifan had almost zero combat experience.

If he had a car, it would be better; he was experienced in using cars to crash zombies.

Definitely making the zombie in front feel what it means to agonize.

Before Bai Yifan rushed forward, the high-ranked zombie lunged at him.

Its sharp claws carrying a decaying breath, fiercely reaching for Bai Yifan’s face.

The claws kicked up a wind, stinging Bai Yifan’s face.

This power, if caught on his face, would definitely breach his First Rank Superpower User’s shield.

“Fighting time!”

Bai Yifan gritted his teeth, eyes fixed on the high-rank zombie’s temple, stabbing the sharp dagger directly.

“…Hoho.”

The zombie’s ferociously contorted face suddenly froze, and its claws waiting to grab Bai Yifan stopped midair.

Bai Yifan’s dagger didn’t stop, continuously stabbing towards the zombie.

But before the dagger reached the zombie’s temple, its head exploded in front of Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan shivered, quickly retreating several steps.

Black blood and brain matter splattered onto Bai Yifan’s clothes.

The stench of decay lingered under his nose, Bai Yifan gagged, barely resisting the urge to vomit.

“Noisy, blocking my sunbathing.”

A dull voice sounded.

Bai Yifan wiped the black blood splashed on himself, glanced towards the sound.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy lazily lay on a tree, his snow-white fingers keeping the zombie pointing gesture.

Where the zombie’s head had exploded, a lush leafy green tree leaf was present.

It was Wang Ge.

“Wang Ge, why are you here, where’s Uncle Wang?”

Bai Yifan breathed a sigh of relief seeing the dead zombie, stepped away from the zombie, called out to speak with Wang Ge.

Wang Ge was mentally ill, without a guardian by his side, which made Bai Yifan feel uneasy.

Besides, Wang Ge had just saved him, he ought to show some concern.

Wang Ge glanced emotionlessly at Bai Yifan, ignored his words, flicked his fingers nonchalantly, and jumped directly from the tree.

The teenager was a bit frail, not making much noise when he jumped to the ground from a height.

“Too hot, the peaches need water and nutrients.”

Wang Ge raised his snow-white hand, slowly placing it in front of Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan stared at Wang Ge’s hand, a bit puzzled.

For a moment, he didn’t know what it meant.

So, he directly stretched out his finger and high-fived Wang Ge.

Wang Ge: …

Wang Ge’s dark brown pupils moved slightly, the hand lifted a bit towards Bai Yifan’s face.

Almost poking Bai Yifan’s nose.

“No nutrients, the tree’s about to wither, its leaves are falling.”

Wang Ge’s voice was hollow, devoid of any tone.

But from those dark brown eyes, Bai Yifan saw a word called expectation.

Bai Yifan raised his eyebrows, suddenly thinking of something.

His fingers rummaged through his pocket, barely finding two milk tablets wrapped in foil, all placed in that snow-white palm.

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