The stewed chicken really doesnât taste good.
However, the scent emanating from the hands holding the bowl is quite pleasant.
Leng Yebai savored the enticing aroma while eating the worldâs worst-tasting chicken.
The chicken, which had grown up with much difficulty, was ruined by the stew.
Leng Yebai chewed the chicken in his mouth expressionlessly, swallowing it with difficulty even though it tasted terrible.
He didnât know what to make of himself.
An incompletely evolved zombie?
Or a very lucky human?
In short, he just wanted to get better quickly.
The pain in his shoulder weighed heavily on his heart, making him feel he was losing more and more control over his body.
Even with all his strength, he could barely move a finger, the pain in his shoulder was intense.
It was probably a sign of turning into a zombie.
After feeding a bowl of chicken to Leng Yebai, Fan Liping left.
There were still many clothes in the yard that werenât clean, and he hadnât fed his father yet.
Life is always busy and fulfilling.
Leng Yebai lay quietly on the bed, sweat dripping down his face.
Every cell in his body was in pain, and the raging emotions in his mind seemed ready to devour his consciousness at any moment.
Creak.
The door to the room opened.
Leng Yebai turned his head and saw Zhang Yiming, looking cool and aloof.
"Youâre awake."
Zhang Yimingâs voice was flat as he sat on a chair in the room, even crossing his legs with indifference.
He had a nonchalant manner.
"I... really wonât turn into a zombie?"
Leng Yebaiâs body trembled slightly with pain, his eyes almost going black from the pain, yet he still stared firmly in Zhang Yimingâs direction.
He wanted to personally confirm whether he would turn into a zombie.
"You wonât." Zhang Yiming shook his head lightly.
His voice was ethereal, but his heart was full of jealousy.
"But now Iâve already lost control over my two arms, and my shoulder hurts a lot."
Leng Yebai was still a bit worried.
"No worries."
Zhang Yiming glanced elsewhere, his face slightly embarrassed.
"How can you be so sure?" Leng Yebai asked again.
Seeing Zhang Yimingâs calm demeanor made Leng Yebai doubt if Zhang Yiming was deceiving him.
What if it was a kind lie before his death!
"Donât worry, you wonât die." Zhang Yiming glanced at Leng Yebai and said calmly, "If you die, Iâll set off a string of firecrackers in mourning and then get Xiao Niu a new boyfriend."
As for what kind of boyfriend to get Xiao Niu, thatâs for him to imagine.
"...Get lost!"
Leng Yebai muttered through gritted teeth.
His resolve grew stronger; he must endure and never let Zhang Yiming introduce a boyfriend to Xiao Niu!
"How did you end up like this?"
Zhang Yiming looked down at his hand nonchalantly, thinking of something happy, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth.
Thinking about if Leng Yebai died, he could get Xiao Niu a boyfriend.
Zhang Yiming nearly laughed out loud.
"I accidentally fell," Leng Yebai replied.
"Oh, thatâs a sad story."
Zhang Yiming smiled warmly, the corners of his mouth lifting.
Leng Yebai: ...
Listening to Zhang Yimingâs tone, it was almost as if he would applaud and cheer.
Unable to continue the conversation, Leng Yebai chose not to look at Zhang Yiming, turning his head to face the other side of the wall.
Silenceââ
After five minutes, there was a rustling sound behind him.
"Could you do me a favor and let me draw a bit of blood for research?"
Zhang Yimingâs voice came from behind.
There was a hint of longing and endless anticipation in his voice.
Leng Yebaiâs eyes flickered.
It seemed he might really not become a zombie after all.
"Okay."
Leng Yebai initially wanted to refuse, but thinking he was on someone elseâs turf, refusing might not be good.
"Thank you."
Zhang Yiming stood up, calmly walking towards Leng Yebai with an arm-thick syringe.
This was something Leng Yebai agreed to.
Xiao Niu shouldnât be angry!
Leng Yebai turned his head, about to mention his arms couldnât move and let him draw the blood himself, only to see the syringe in Zhang Yimingâs hand.
"Wait, wait! Donât come over..."
Leng Yebaiâs cool yet panicked voice echoed in the room.
"Donât worry, itâll be over soon."
Zhang Yimingâs gentle voice came, accompanied by rustling sounds.
Fan Liping, who was feeding his dad chicken, paused, sneaking a glance in the direction of Zhang Yimingâs room.
Could it be that all along heâs misunderstood?
Was it actually Xiao Ming who liked Xiao Niuâs boyfriend, not Xiao Niu?
"Ah, I donât understand, I donât understand!"
Fan Liping shook his head and continued feeding.
The elder zombie chewed the food in his mouth with a dull expression, showing a deadpan look, yet with a hint of a life-tired expression on that decaying face.
Crunch, crunch.
The sound of chewing bones came from the mouths of the elder zombie and Fan Tangtang, just hearing it was teeth-gritting.
However, the rhythmic sound of bone-crunching was nothing compared to the noises coming from Zhang Yimingâs room.
These strange sounds stirred oneâs imagination.
...
The Bai Family searched for days where Leng Yebai and the others had fallen.
They all had dark circles under their eyes, their bodies splattered with black blood.
Around the bus, zombies lay everywhere.
In the distance, occasionally a few zombies roared and charged, only to be pierced through the temples by fire or lightning.
Bai Zhengxuan rubbed his temples, a flame spurted from his hand, landing on the zombies on the ground.
The flame immediately blazed, the pungent smell making the Bai Familyâs faces grow paler.
Bai Xiqin silently took out some Spiritual Spring Water and food from her space, distributing it to the family, though she barely ate.
Bai Yifan took the food his sister gave him and was about to eat when he saw Bai Xiqin fiddling with the drone again.
When stocking supplies before the apocalypse, theyâd stored several drones.
Originally intended to survey zombies, now theyâre used for finding people.
Lacking a network, they built a small signal station, barely transmitting some fuzzy data.
In the days since Leng Yebai left, the Bai Family felt a void inside.
Leng Yebai usually didnât speak much and seemed inconspicuous, yet was always there; once he left, the Bai Family felt something was missing.
"Sis, could it be Brother Leng is no longer here?" Bai Yifan asked, looking at the video from the drone, "If Brother Leng were here, we wouldâve found him by now."
"Where else could he be if not here?"
Bai Anhai sighed, sitting on a rock, eating heartily.
Although he always thought Leng Yebai was a pig that took their cabbage.
Thinking of the days spent together made him feel quite uncomfortable.
Moreover, it was to save him and Bai Yifan that Leng Yebai got injured.
The family had already considered the worst-case scenario; if Leng Yebai was alright, he wouldâve come back to find them.
Not returning now meant his health might be grim.
Maybe heâd already turned into a zombie.
"Sis, could it be possible that Brother Leng is fine and went to find Brother Zhang?" Bai Yifan wondered, seeing Bai Xiqinâs haggard face.