Chapter 257: Who Are You

The atmosphere was slightly awkward now.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming stood motionless, his weathered eyes quietly watching Bai Xiqin, without saying a word.

Middle-aged Liu Jing and middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan, having been rebuked by their past selves, felt speechless, so much so that they didn’t want to talk.

The Bai Family didn’t know where to start, unsure of what misunderstandings exist between Zhang Yiming and these two people.

Silence――

The air was filled with elements of awkwardness.

"Um, shouldn’t we all calmly say a few words?"

Bai Anhai stepped out, deciding to be a peacemaker.

He held a good opinion of Zhang Yiming’s zombie qualities.

Although he was a zombie, he was always gentle and mild, the one he favored the most among all zombies.

Not to mention, he was also a classmate of Xiao Niu; everyone was getting along quite well.

"Alright!"

Middle-aged Liu Jing glanced at Bai Anhai, her eyes slightly reddened, nodding.

Though her son was a bit chubby, a bit silly, and not very attractive.

Over the years, she has still missed her son quite a lot.

"Zhang Yiming is indeed a zombie, but he’s never harmed us. He’s a good zombie, and we’re all friends." Bai Anhai looked back at the mental hospital reduced to ashes, "You’re the ones who saved Baiyang Village, right? Thank you for rescuing the village; we’re also from Baiyang Village, so since fate brought us together, let’s not fight anymore."

The mental hospital behind was still ablaze, its furious flames hotter than the sun in the sky.

Such powerful Superpower Users, and wearing masks too, Bai Anhai immediately guessed that they must be the high-rank Superpower Users who saved Baiyang Village.

For some reason, he felt a familiar sensation upon seeing these two people.

Always feeling like he’s seen these two people somewhere before, though he couldn’t recall exactly where.

"He’s the Zombie Emperor!" Middle-aged Liu Jing frowned.

She’s seen a future that was hell-like, where no safety base was truly safe.

Tides of zombies attacking wave after wave against all survivor bases.

Countless survivor bases turned into ruins, destroyed, with survivors inside all bitten by zombies, then turning into hideous zombies.

Even when some human survivors used nuclear weapons against the zombie tides, they had no effect.

Zombies were more resilient than humans, and powerful nuclear radiation didn’t destroy those hideous zombies.

It only made them increasingly formidable; for humans, that radiation was fatal.

For zombies, it allowed some of them to develop strange abilities.

Radiated zombies also carried radiation, becoming walking radiation sources.

Ultimately, humans were still the ones who faced extinction.

Thinking of such a hellish future, her heart filled with anxiety.

Going back to the past, aside from saving her family, she must ensure her family lives as carefree as they do now!

"Zombie Emperor, huh?" Bai Anhai stroked his chin, showing his teeth to Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, "Didn’t expect you to be quite impressive!"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming twitched his mouth, forcing a smile for Bai Anhai.

He hadn’t smiled so genuinely in a long time.

Listening to Bai Anhai’s words, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming felt like he should give him a smile.

However, this sincere smile was somewhat strained; ever since the apocalypse erupted, he hadn’t had such a smile.

"Aren’t you afraid?"

Middle-aged Liu Jing was momentarily stunned by her silly son’s actions.

Don’t mind Bai Anhai being a masterful lawyer, eloquent and persuasive, he’s actually quite petty, never willing to suffer losses, and quite afraid of death and pain.

Over one hundred pounds of flesh, yet scared of the pain from injections.

No one valued his life more than him.

She understood her son; when she asked this question, she already knew the answer deep down.

"Nothing to be afraid of!" Bai Anhai smiled calmly, "Some zombies, like humans, have their own consciousness, memories, and are good people."

Middle-aged Liu Jing was slightly dazed looking at Bai Anhai’s candid eyes.

The past ultimately wasn’t the same as before.

Only, would the murderous Zombie Emperor really change for the better?

Middle-aged Liu Jing and middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan still couldn’t bring themselves to believe; they only trusted the future they saw.

"By the way, I haven’t asked your names yet?" Bai Anhai extended a polite hand.

He could understand these two; it’s hard for normal people to accept being friends with zombies.

Honestly, he initially couldn’t accept it either.

But seeing Fan Tangtang being so obedient and cute, he gradually came to accept it.

The two standing here possessed amazingly strong superpowers and were the saviors of Baiyang Village. Bai Anhai felt that befriending them seemed quite good.

Moreover, he found these two very comforting, feeling assured they couldn’t be bad people.

"My surname is Bai."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan calmly extended his finger, shaking hands with Bai Anhai.

Bai Anhai smiled, "What a coincidence, my surname is Bai too. If you don’t mind, I’ll call you Brother Bai from now on."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan’s eyebrows twitched slightly, remaining silent, fingers tightened, holding Bai Anhai’s hand firmly.

His son hadn’t changed much over the years, still foolishly.

"My surname is Liu!" Middle-aged Liu Jing smiled slightly at Bai Anhai.

"Sister Liu, which safety base do you live in?" Bai Anhai scratched his head.

Though it’s somewhat impolite to ask where someone lives right away, Bai Anhai couldn’t help but inquire, curious about their home.

Because they carried an aura that made him feel deeply nostalgic, a sensation that was indescribable, akin to the power of blood ties.

Bai Anhai secretly glanced at Bai Zhengxuan, then looked again at the middle-aged man in front, who bore similar eyebrows to himself.

Suddenly, a bold idea flashed in his mind.

Could this be his long-lost biological half-brother?

"We live at Fire Phoenix Safety Base."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan said casually.

"How coincidental, we lived there before, but not anymore." Bai Anhai said with a smile.

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and middle-aged Liu Jing exchanged a glance, eyes above the mask carrying a trace of smile.

Their son hasn’t changed a bit.

Still as foolish.

Bai Anhai, middle-aged Liu Jing, and middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan continued chatting, gradually dissipating the tense and awkward atmosphere.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming quietly watched Bai Xiqin, having countless things to say but not knowing where to start.

All his words lay buried within him, transformed into a melancholy yet warm gaze.

Suddenly, a shadow blocked his view, a man who looked annoyingly obstructive stood before him.

"What are you looking at?"

Leng Yebai, with a cold face, stood before Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

It felt to him that Zhang Yiming saw him as a dead man, blatantly watching his household leader!

"Who are you?"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming narrowed his eyes dangerously, a hint of hostility enveloping him.

In the Xiao Niu family’s portrait, he hadn’t seen this man.

This meant the man wasn’t a Bai.

No need to show him any face.

If not for Xiao Niu’s presence here, anyone speaking to him in such a tone would’ve already been shredded and fed to zombies.

"Did you lose your memory?" Leng Yebai rolled his eyes coldly.

He’d been bouncing around in front of Zhang Yiming for so long, even if he turned into ashes, he ought to recognize him.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers, his mind rampaging with violent impulses not knowing why, the sight of this man made him want to punch someone.