Chapter 320: Our Zombies Are So Miserable

The zombies around the masked man began to stir.

Under the control of Zhang Yiming’s brainwaves, all of them unhesitatingly charged towards the man wearing a Sun Wukong mask.

In fact, the crystal core in one zombie’s brain began gathering immense energy.

It was preparing to self-destruct next to the man.

The corners of the man’s mouth under the mask curved slightly, and a wave of human brainwaves quickly acted on the nearby zombies’ brains.

The brainwaves of the Zombie Emperor clashed violently with the human brainwaves.

The zombies clutched their heads in agony with decayed fingers, their faces contorted.

They howled in pain.

The only pain zombies can feel is when their brain’s crystal core is attacked.

Zhang Yiming and the masked man’s brainwaves were locked in a stalemate.

In their agony, the rotten fingers suddenly stabbed into their temples, forcibly gouging out their own crystal cores.

This was the first instance of a zombie committing suicide.

The masked man glanced at the fallen zombies, frowning slightly, and disdainfully sat back on his motorcycle.

Black blood oozed around the motorcycle, and the man placed his feet on it to avoid being stained by the dark liquid.

A pair of strikingly beautiful eyes gazed in the direction of the village through the mask.

"Interesting, interesting."

The masked man looked towards the entrance of the village, his eyes lit up slightly.

For the first time, he sensed such peculiar brainwaves.

And there were two distinct sets of peculiar brainwaves.

Each had its own uniqueness.

One was the brainwave of a pure zombie, filled with a fierce aura, dominating over all zombies.

The other brainwave was neither human nor zombie.

It’s rare for humans to awaken brainwaves; it’s something unique to zombies.

He only possessed brainwaves due to his identity and experiences.

The brainwave he now sensed belonged to someone transforming from human to zombie and attempting to return from zombie to human.

The hostile energy in these brainwaves was diminishing at an imperceptible rate.

When the hostility and rageing emotion dissipated to zero, the zombie would become human.

Unlike mental patients, these brainwaves allowed the person to function normally, without any side effects or loss of self-control due to excessive chaos.

He had never seen a zombie turn back into a human, nor witnessed the unique energy of such a transformation.

Apart from these two brainwaves, he was also very interested in the Bai Family.

In the apocalypse, Superpower Users evolved slowly, but this family’s powers enhanced rapidly, and they were also stronger than other Superpower Users of the same rank.

Hehe.

He really wanted to capture the people and zombies inside to study them!

Their brain cores must be perfect.

The mere thought of it made the masked man uncontrollably excited.

All the zombies charged more fiercely at the village, and the zombies scattered around also rushed in.

The chaotic footsteps of the zombies echoed from all directions.

The Bai Family silently drew their daggers, with dense energy winding around their hands.

Being the man, Bai Anhai was the first to strike.

A dense purple lightning mixed with scorching flames charged fiercely at a hideous-looking zombie, piercing its brain directly.

The crystal core was burned out.

"Uncle Bai, don’t be hasty, save your strength, there are more zombies coming."

Zhang Yiming held Bai Anhai’s hand, preventing him from unleashing more superpowers, and spoke gently.

"It’s fine! Don’t worry, I’ve got crystal cores in my pocket, I can absorb them if I get tired!"

Bai Anhai waved his hand nonchalantly, as another wave of energy burned towards the nearby zombies.

Bai Zhengxuan also moved, living up to his reputation as a Three Ability Superpower User.

Water, fire, and electricity were used simultaneously, quickly striking a zombie’s hideous face.

"Wait, wait, keep your strength, keep your strength."

Zhang Yiming quickly grabbed Bai Zhengxuan’s hand, stopping his enthusiastic attack.

"Xiao Ming, don’t think I’m old, I’m still strong and vigorous! These zombies are no match for us! Besides, it’s not fair to let just you and Xiao Leng take action! That would tire you out!"

Bai Zhengxuan spoke with righteous indignation.

With so many zombies, as the head of the family, they couldn’t just stand by.

"Yes! Xiao Zhang, don’t worry about us, we’re really good too."

Liu Jing was eager to act, with dozens of ice needles already formed in her hand.

Ready to pierce the zombies’ temples any moment.

"...But, you’re killing our side’s zombies."

Zhang Yiming’s mouth twitched as he spoke weakly.

The enemy side’s zombies were already numerous, and with your help, our side would lose.

Our side’s zombies are so pitiful!

He always had the upper hand in fights, the only time being when Leng Yebai helped out.

Now... forget it, forget it, he dared not say.

Bai Zhengxuan: ...

Bai Anhai: ...

Father and son silently retracted their superpowers and looked up at the sky.

Bai Xiqin also quietly closed the wooden box containing steel needles on her waist.

Actually, she couldn’t tell which zombies were on their side, either.

All of these zombies were covered in rotten flesh, baring their teeth, how could anyone tell which side they were on!

The newly arrived zombies were definitely enemies, but once they rushed in, they got entangled with their side’s zombies.

In the blink of an eye, they mixed together.

You couldn’t make any distinction!

An awkward atmosphere began to spread.

"Brother Zhang, I’m here to help too!"

Fan Tangtang squeezed through a bunch of zombies and arrived before Zhang Yiming.

The Fan Family had sent him over, as they chose to stand with Zhang Yiming, they were all in this together.

"Mm."

Zhang Yiming nodded slightly.

Great, someone who recognized their own zombies was here.

A zombie could be controlled by two sets of brainwaves; if the brainwaves were equally powerful, the zombie would follow the familiar brainwaves.

Thus, the village’s zombies followed Zhang Yiming’s orders.

Whereas the opponent’s zombies belonged to them, and they were the enemy.

Even though Fan Tangtang was younger, he was still a Zombie King.

His brainwaves were domineering and filled with hostility.

When he joined in, a portion of the opponent’s zombies fell under Fan Tangtang’s control.

Zombies howled, filling every direction, Bai Yifan’s face turned pale, and with trembling hands, he pulled out a piece of milk tablet from his pocket.

The milky fragrance filled his mouth, but it couldn’t stop him from trembling uncontrollably.

The sound of zombies was more despairing and frightening than wild beasts.

The last time he was surrounded by a horde of zombies, he was just watching from a bus.

Now, with two zombie hordes entangled in battle, the sight of them tearing mercilessly at each other and flying rotten flesh made his legs tremble.

Feeling slightly regretful.

He was too focused on eating earlier, didn’t prepare a diaper.

A miscalculation.

The sun inched westward, the entire village drenched in a rotten and bloody stench.

Black blood sprayed onto the ground, forming streams of black fluid gradually flowing towards the lower-lying areas.

The rotting corpses of zombies lay strewn on the ground, mercilessly trampled underfoot by others.

Truly, this was a scene of bodies strewn everywhere.