Chapter 350: After Dropping Out of College

"The Fusang Tree?"

Zhang Yiming looked at Bai Yifan, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He had read the Classic of Mountains and Seas, where the Fusang Tree was the most magical divine tree in ancient myths and legends.

Had they encountered the legendary Fusang Tree?

"Maybe it was under the influence of the Fusang Tree that Brother Leng’s scabs fell off so quickly!" Bai Yifan said earnestly, brainstorming, then curiously looked at Zhang Yiming, "Brother Zhang, didn’t you know we went to the Fusang Tree today? Why does it seem like you don’t remember at all?"

Zhang Yiming slightly lowered his eyes, looking at the food in his bowl, and spoke softly, "I was curious about the function of the Fusang Tree, I didn’t expect it could affect the scabs on Leng Yebai’s face."

"Oh."

Bai Yifan let out an "oh," tugging at his hair, still finding Brother Zhang’s reaction odd.

It’s as though the one he met at noon and now weren’t the same Brother Zhang.

But that’s impossible, Bai Yifan thought he was overthinking.

"Since it’s related to the Fusang Tree, why don’t you eat some, it might be more beneficial to you."

Bai Xiqin looked at Leng Yebai’s stern face, feeling overjoyed, and reached behind to pull out a lush green branch.

They found the branch in the Wang Family’s car, the leaves of the Fusang Tree exuding a rich vitality.

"Cough cough..."

From Zhang Yiming’s angle, he could clearly see Bai Xiqin place her hand on her back, then produce a branch out of nowhere.

The food in Zhang Yiming’s throat didn’t have time to swallow, and he choked on it directly.

Becoming the most perfect zombie still had its downsides, like having heightened senses... and getting easily choked.

Zhang Yiming felt nervous, and the more nervous he got, the more uncomfortable his throat became, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

These zombies can be so worrisome.

Can’t he be a bit more careful?

He’s still right here!

If others realized Xiao Niu had a Space Ability, wouldn’t it make her a target of envy?

"Brother Zhang?"

Bai Yifan patted Zhang Yiming on the shoulder, his eyes filled with intense curiosity.

Wasn’t Brother Zhang a zombie?

Why did he seem so badly choked, appearing like he was on the brink of death?

Zhang Yiming waved his hand with difficulty, avoiding looking at the Fusang Tree leaf in Bai Xiqin’s hand.

Bai Xiqin blinked, glanced at the Fusang Tree branch in her hand, and thought she might have overdone it.

So, she quietly plucked off the leaves, turned her back to Zhang Yiming, who couldn’t see, and put the branch back into her space.

Pretending that she had just pulled out some leaves, not an entire branch.

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Yiming’s coughing grew louder.

Leng Yebai let out a faint sigh, reaching out to tap Bai Xiqin gently on the nose.

Better be more careful in the future!

Bai Xiqin touched her nose, slightly embarrassed, explaining she had been too happy and hadn’t paid enough attention, plus Zhang Yiming wasn’t an outsider.

Bai Xiqin had complete trust in him; in her impression, Zhang Yiming had always been a man of integrity.

Besides, Bai Xiqin figured that Xiao Ming hadn’t noticed.

Judging by how he appeared to be nearly choking to death, he wouldn’t have had the spare attention to watch her hands.

Leng Yebai slightly shook his head, reaching out to gently stroke Bai Xiqin’s hair.

He touched it gently, savoring her faint, fresh scent.

In the past, all he could smell was the bloody scent that drove him to bloodlust.

Now, he was attracted only by Bai Xiqin’s unique fragrance that he longed for.

"Come on, have a taste!"

Bai Xiqin couldn’t wait any longer; she picked up a Fusang Tree leaf and pushed it toward Leng Yebai’s mouth.

Leng Yebai, with Bai Xiqin’s hand’s assistance, ate the leaf imbued with strong vitality.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Yiming was still coughing.

This was a cough born of jealousy.

He wanted to gouge out his eyes!

Little did Xiao Niu know, after graduating college, she would start feeding pigs!

After eating the Fusang Tree leaf, Leng Yebai felt warmth spreading from his stomach through his limbs.

"Eat a few more."

Bai Xiqin fed Leng Yebai a few more leaves, encouraging him to eat them.

Ten minutes later, even Zhang Yiming could no longer detect the faint rotten odor emanating from Leng Yebai.

Leng Yebai had truly transformed from a monstrous-looking zombie into a monstrous-looking human!

"Could I have a few of these leaves?"

Zhang Yiming looked at the leaf in Bai Xiqin’s hand, a strong light of desire bursting in his eyes.

If he ate them, would he transform into a human too?

"Sure."

The Fusang Tree seedling in Bai Xiqin’s space had already sprouted fresh shoots; seeing as Leng Yebai no longer needed them, she gave all the leaves in her hand to Zhang Yiming.

The Fusang Tree is a divine tree, its leaves capable of healing.

Bai Xiqin looked at the intense light in Zhang Yiming’s eyes and sighed inwardly.

Fusang Tree leaves can’t transform zombies into humans, or in the three years of the apocalypse with Fusang Trees appearing, there wouldn’t have been no tales of zombies eating leaves to become human.

Leng Yebai’s reaction to the leaves wasn’t because they transformed him; it was because he was already close to turning human, and the leaves merely aided the process.

Zhang Yiming took a Fusang Tree leaf and put it directly into his mouth.

After chewing twice, the hopeful expression on his face froze suddenly.

Clenching his teeth, Zhang Yiming struggled to swallow the Fusang Tree leaf in his mouth.

"How did you manage to eat this?"

Zhang Yiming, looking at the green Fusang Tree leaves, seemed at a loss for words.

"Just like lettuce, eat it directly." Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming, who looked like he was eating something unpleasant, and arched a brow slightly.

Why did Zhang Yiming look like that while eating?

Zhang Yiming pinched the Fusang Tree leaf, carefully sensing his stomach.

A minute later, a burning sensation began in his stomach, like someone was slicing it with a knife.

This pain, Zhang Yiming endured without a change of expression.

Compared to the pain of becoming a zombie, this was nothing.

After a while longer, Zhang Yiming still didn’t feel the warmth Leng Yebai mentioned.

Only a burning sensation remained.

He could clearly feel his stomach already charred by the small leaf, nearly burned through.

Evidently, this couldn’t turn a zombie into a human.

"Looks like it’s no good for me, let’s continue eating!"

With a sunny smile, Zhang Yiming smiled at the Bai Family.

The pain in his stomach intensified, yet Zhang Yiming seemed unfazed, slowly savoring the food in his bowl.

After eating, Zhang Yiming politely bid farewell and left.

Back in his room, Zhang Yiming slowly lifted his shirt.

With the naked eye, he could see a faint blackness on his abdomen, under the white skin, some black liquid flowing slowly.

It seemed ready to burn through his stomach at any moment.

The internal organs in his stomach had eroded into black liquid, yet he bore the pain without a change of expression.

Zhang Yiming lowered his eyes and casually took out a crystal core, which instantly turned to ash in his hand.

The blackness on his abdomen lessened, the flowing black liquid calming down, no longer corroding other organs.

After absorbing a few more crystal cores, the blackness faded, returning his skin to its normal color.

Only the stomach still throbbed with intense pain; these Fusang Tree leaves were the most potent poison to him.

Had he eaten two more, he would have been eroded into a pool of black blood.