Chapter 304: Human Swine

The sun sets and rises again.

Zhang Yiming has been standing in place without moving for a day and a night.

The Bai Family tried several times to ask him to stop and rest, but he only slightly shook his head without opening his eyes.

He couldn’t sweat or feel hunger, like a perpetual motion machine.

But no matter how strong his brainwaves, they couldn’t withstand such torment.

His brainwaves began to weaken; he didn’t feel tired, but his body was already starting to falter.

Not knowing how far his brainwaves expanded, he finally detected a zombie.

This zombie had neither legs nor arms, like a human pig, lying on the ground.

Zhang Yiming didn’t miss any zombie he detected; his brainwaves directly invaded that zombie’s brain.

He finally saw the scene he wanted to investigate.

In the pitch-black night, a dense horde of high rank zombies lunged at a blue and white bus.

People inside the blue and white bus continuously released their superpowers outwards.

From intense to weak.

Then explosives flew out in clusters.

The images were intermittent, with Zhang Yiming viewing them one after another.

He saw a short man wearing a mask, noting a red mole on the man’s jaw.

The short man, unable to find the Bai Family who had hidden, furiously chopped off a zombie’s arm and leg in anger.

Dragging it a long distance before casually tossing it by the roadside.

Zhang Yiming silently noted the direction the short man left in the images.

Afraid of missing something, Zhang Yiming reviewed its memory several times.

Finally, within the fragmented memory, Zhang Yiming saw this bizarre scene.

At the moment of the explosion, the silhouettes of people inside the bus disappeared simultaneously.

Zhang Yiming frowned deeply, his brainwaves rapidly expanding within the brain of the armless and legless zombie from miles away.

"Roar—"

The zombie with no arms or legs let out a painful howl.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the crystal core in the brain of the armless and legless zombie self-destructed.

"Cough, cough..."

Zhang Yiming suddenly started coughing violently, kneeling on the ground, spitting out a large amount of black blood.

"Xiao Ming!"

The Bai Family hurried over, reaching out to help Zhang Yiming up.

"Don’t come over!"

Zhang Yiming wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly avoided Bai Yifan and Bai Anhai, who were trying to support him.

"Brother Zhang, are you alright?" Bai Yifan quickly pulled out milk tablets from his pocket, handing them to Zhang Yiming, "Brother Zhang, have something to eat or take a break!"

Zhang Yiming glanced at his hands, noticing less black blood on his right hand.

He rubbed his right hand hard on his body, wiping away the black blood. Using two slender fingers, he gently pinched the milk tablet from Bai Yifan’s hand, speaking gently to the worried Bai Family, "It’s alright, it’s probably because I haven’t used my brainwaves in a long time and couldn’t control them well."

"Xiao Ming, take a break!"

Without further word, Bai Anhai grabbed Zhang Yiming, pulling him firmly towards the bus.

Finding Leng Yebai was important, but they couldn’t overtax Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming avoided Bai Anhai clumsily, trying to ensure the black blood on his hands didn’t touch Bai Anhai.

Bai Anhai wasn’t afraid of the black blood on Zhang Yiming’s hands or mouth. As long as he wasn’t scratched, regular contact wouldn’t transmit the zombie virus.

Everyone present didn’t care about the issue, except Zhang Yiming did.

Zhang Yiming was pressed onto the sofa by Bai Anhai, sitting upright with a slightly embarrassed look on his sunny face.

"Maybe he’s left here; let’s go back." Bai Xiqin softly said, looking at the black blood at the corner of Zhang Yiming’s mouth.

If Leng Yebai were still here, Zhang Yiming’s powerful brainwaves would surely detect him.

Perhaps Leng Yebai had already lost his self-awareness and left the vicinity.

That might be why they couldn’t find him despite searching for so long; if he were nearby, they should’ve found him by now.

But where did he go then?

"After we return, I’ll have my subordinate zombies help in the search, surely there’ll be news."

Zhang Yiming carefully wiped the black blood from his mouth and hands. Flames flared from his fingertips, incinerating the black-blood-stained tissue thoroughly.

"Thank you."

Bai Xiqin handed Zhang Yiming a towel.

The white towel was impeccably clean, but Zhang Yiming didn’t use it; he just folded it and placed it on his lap, wiping his mouth again with tissue.

His mouth still oozed black blood.

The long-lost pain raged in his brain.

He had forcibly used his brainwaves to make the zombie self-destruct; the impact had damaged his brain.

This was the first time since becoming a zombie that he felt real pain.

Though his head hurt intensely, his face didn’t reveal much expression, still smiling gently.

An air of calm detachment.

"Brother Zhang, doesn’t it really hurt?"

Bai Yifan frowned, looking at the large patch of black blood on the ground.

"It doesn’t hurt; I’m a zombie; zombies don’t feel pain." Zhang Yiming shook his head gently, "It’s merely a slight internal injury; I’ll recover after absorbing a crystal core."

"...Alright!"

Bai Yifan silently gave Zhang Yiming a thumbs up.

Sometimes he really thought zombie evolution was more advanced than human evolution.

Like Zhang Yiming, a Zombie King, impervious to pain, able to use brainwaves to search other zombies’ memories and effortlessly command them, gathering a horde of zombie followers.

Meanwhile, humans could only evolve towards becoming Superpower Users, slowly absorbing crystal cores to enhance their powers. If scratched, they’d have to yowl in agony.

Tsk.

He almost wished Brother Zhang would bite him, hoping he too might become a Zombie King and reach the peak of life.

After stopping here for a day and a night, the bus started again, heading towards Zombie Village.

Zhang Yiming sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a crystal core. Within five minutes, the crystal core turned to waste.

"Alright, I’m fine now."

Zhang Yiming discarded the crystal core waste into the trash, with no more black blood seeping from his mouth, his face warm and sunny.

Looking just at his appearance, it was hard to believe he was a powerful Zombie King.

The Bai Family, seeing Zhang Yiming’s composed demeanor, were reassured.

"Perhaps until we find Leng Yebai, you should stay in the village first," Zhang Yiming suggested to Bai Anhai, "In case I find any clues, you’ll know immediately."

As he spoke, Zhang Yiming’s fingers subtly tightened.

Zombie Village was full of zombies, a place of filth.

But now that the masked man hadn’t yet been found, and Xiao Niu likely possessed spatial superpowers, Zhang Yiming didn’t feel at ease unless they stayed in the village.

"Alright!"

Bai Anhai agreed without hesitation.

He also wanted to find that in-law quickly to spare his daughter from hardship.

Seeing the Bai Family agree without a second thought, Zhang Yiming was a bit taken aback.

They truly didn’t mind his identity as a zombie.

Then... would they mind having a Zombie Emperor as a son-in-law?

Zhang Yiming stroked his chin, feeling like his scheming self from university days had returned.