"That old guy did all that, itâs nothing to do with me!" Bai Zhengxuan shrugged his shoulders, pointing outside the window and complaining to himself, "That person really doesnât respect his age! So old yet running around everywhere. Really want to smack him one day!"
Bai Family: ...
Is it even possible to complain about oneself?
Also, for Bai Zhengxuan, who is covered with wrinkles, to call middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan an old guy, it just feels off!
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan looks like he could be Bai Zhengxuanâs son...
"Ahem, Grandpa, be careful with your words."
Bai Yifan coughed slightly.
His grandfather scolding himself, Bai Yifan didnât know which side to take for a moment.
"Forget it, forget it, heâs probably gone senile, Iâm not angry at him."
Bai Zhengxuan waved his hand nonchalantly and took the egg from the plate in front of Bai Anhai and put it into his own bowl, eating it in one bite.
Delicious~
Bai Anhai: ...
"Sis, where are we heading now?"
Bai Yifan looked at Bai Anhai with a resentful stare and decisively ate the remaining half of his egg, speaking unclearly to Bai Xiqin.
Wang Ge ran to a place where both Qin Yuan and Water Python couldnât find him, so revenge isnât possible for now.
The Bai Family dared not go back to the Yellow River, things inside there were too sinister.
Even though the Bai Family was skilled and brave, they knew their own capabilities. Dealing with zombies was fine, but dealing with the things in the Yellow River, they were still way too weak.
The Bai Family had one good trait: they knew their own abilities, would fight when they could win, would run when they could not.
A bit cowardly, but staying alive is nice.
"To Shanghai!"
Bai Xiqin spoke calmly.
Shanghai has always been a good place.
Before the apocalypse, it was incredibly prosperous, a city of dreams for countless people.
Nowadays, the competition pressure there is still very intense.
If they could go there and train some more, the family really wouldnât be afraid of anything anywhere.
"Alright!"
Bai Yifan nodded and quickly got up to serve another bowl of millet porridge.
Itâs better to eat more given the long journey.
"Should we say goodbye to Zhang Yiming? Feels like heâs been too kind being the Zombie Emperor!"
Wang Yiyun shook her head slightly.
"Kind?"
Leng Yebai was bewildered.
Where did his mother-in-law see kindness in Zhang Yiming?
The over ten thousand zombies Zhang Yiming had tricked and killed wouldnât agree!
"Yeah! Just too kind. There were so many Superpower Users after him yesterday, even wanting his life, but he didnât harm them at all, just let them go!" Wang Yiyun felt a bit emotional, "If it were us, we wouldâve definitely beaten them up before letting them go!"
Liu Jing listened to Wang Yiyun and nodded in agreement, "Luckily Zhang Yiming is strong enough, or he wouldâve been dissected for his Crystal Core by bad people long ago!"
Leng Yebai: ...
He thought the Bai Family was the kindest.
During yesterdayâs dinner, the Bai Family complained about those Superpower Users, saying they not only slandered the Bai Family for betraying humanity but also wanted to hurt Zhang Yiming.
They really shouldâve caught them and given a good beating.
With a smile hanging on his face, Zhang Yiming lowered his head and ate, and asked what became of those Superpower Users later.
Guess what Zhang Yiming said?
He said apart from those eaten by the mutant White Snake, the rest all went home.
Those words coming from the harmless Zhang Yimingâs mouth, the Bai Family believed him.
But Leng Yebai didnât believe at all.
Leng Yebai adjusted his expression, not daring to laugh aloud.
The status as the live-in son-in-law was set, not daring to refute.
"But Brother Zhang is leaving for somewhere else last night. We donât even know where, how to say goodbye?" Bai Yifan blinked.
"Just pour a glass of wine!"
Leng Yebai calmly reached from the kitchen for a half bottle of wine, poured a glass, and spilled it outside the window.
Paying tribute to those tens of thousands of zombies!
Not bowing, the trace would be too obvious.
Bai Family: ...
"Brother Leng, isnât your goodbye method a bit unlucky?"
Bai Yifanâs face twitched.
Just like the way people in TV shows worship the deceased.
"Not unlucky, your Brother Zhang already that whatnot, pouring a glass of wine to say goodbye is appropriate." Leng Yebai spoke, then poured another glass of wine and spilled it outside the car window.
After pouring two glasses in a row, Leng Yebai felt much better.
"...That makes sense."
Bai Yifan thought for a moment, grabbed a wine glass, and spilled a glass of wine outside the window.
"Brother Zhang, safe travels!"
Bai Yifan shouted towards the window with a smile.
Clearly a proper goodbye, why does it feel so unlucky?
In the distance.
Zhang Yiming sat on a dense branch, quietly looking towards the direction of the bus.
He saw that starting from Leng Yebai, each person poured a glass of wine towards the window.
Initially uncertain about what they were doing, he only thought Leng Yebaiâs second nature had kicked in.
In Zhang Yimingâs eyes, Leng Yebai never quite felt normal, so he didnât care much.
Until Bai Yifan shouted towards his direction, Brother Zhang, safe travels.
Only then did he understand the Bai Familyâs "heartfelt intentions."
They were saying goodbye to him!
Zhang Yimingâs fingers pressed against his heart, feeling his heart beating fast.
Just a few glasses of wine to send him off, too unlucky!
Zhang Yiming decided to hold a grudge, and blame those few glasses of wine... on Leng Yebai.
No way could he hold a grudge against Xiao Niu, right?
Zhang Yiming nodded to himself, gently waved towards the direction of the bus, jumped off the branch and left.
"Where are you going?"
Old Tao still had the zombies from Zombie Village following Zhang Yiming.
This was the instinctive reaction of the weak yielding to the strong.
More so, he felt intuitively that following Zhang Yiming could rapidly enhance his Superpower.
This was precisely what the Zombie villagers from Taovillage needed most, a quick enhancement of their Superpowers for self-preservation.
A zombie village sheltering humans like them is seen as an anomaly to some people and would inevitably draw trouble.
To cope with such trouble, Taovillageâs Zombie villagers had to become stronger.
"To Shanghai."
Zhang Yiming said calmly.
Wang Ge had vanished without a trace, no one could find his whereabouts.
But Zhang Yiming saw in the shredded memories of zombies that Wang Geâs dad, Dean Wang, was in Shanghai.
High Rank Zombies in Shanghai were too numerous, Wang family father and son loved studying zombies, their presence there seemed logical.
"May I accompany you?"
Old Tao paused, immediately making a decision.
"Not far from here, thereâs a village, there youâll find the information you want."
As Zhang Yiming spoke, the route to Zombie Village was directly transmitted into Old Taoâs mind through brainwaves.
"Thanks!"
Old Tao instantly understood Zhang Yimingâs intent, a light exploding in his clouded eyes.
Without demanding anything, Zhang Yiming provided the information he wanted.
Incredibly lucky.
Zhang Yiming said no more, his walking pace also sped up.
His help wasnât out of respect for elders or for Old Tao standing by his side yesterday.
He only wanted to know if the scene of zombies and humans mutually sheltering each other could truly continue to pass down.
Deep inside him, there was also such a thought.
If he really couldnât become a human, he hoped no one would detest the black blood flowing in his veins, hoped he could stand openly in front of a person, with nobody uttering a word upon sight.
All deeming it a natural thing.
Such a scene had long been his dream.
That was his most important reason for helping Old Tao.