Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 273 - 373: Shanghai

Zhang Yiming looked up at the sky, the yellow sun quietly hung above.

It wasn’t dazzling, yet it made him instinctively squint his eyes.

He still instinctively retained human habits.

It seems that in doing so, he becomes increasingly like a human.

By then, he wouldn’t have become human; rather, he, as a human, would have contracted a severe illness, only to barely recover.

Zombie eyes perceive no pain, even staring straight at the sun doesn’t elicit any sensation.

Zhang Yiming extended a finger, pressing it to the spot over his heart.

The heart had long ceased to beat.

Inside, his emotions were in turmoil.

Standing for a long time by himself, Zhang Yiming reverted to an expressionless demeanor, the shock and rage in his eyes had vanished.

Yet, a faint wrath still lingered on his body.

This aura wrapped around him, making him, usually mild-mannered, appear violent for the first time.

He had never considered using his powerful brain waves to control zombies and rule the world.

No matter how formidable he was as a zombie, the only thing he desired was to become human, nothing more.

Just because he didn’t do it, doesn’t mean he couldn’t.

If anyone dared to tamper with the sun in his heart, he would turn this world into a zombie paradise without hesitation.

Zhang Yiming’s long legs moved in a direction, his tall, upright figure resembling a Wolf King in the night.

Strong and aloof.

In the Zombie Village.

Zhang Yiming sat on a chair, slowly closed his eyes, his fingers tapping the table intermittently.

This was a unique gesture of Zhang Yiming when pondering.

Thump thump thump.

The table and fingers issued a dull sound.

In the courtyard, Fan Tangtang followed the sound, shrinking his head with each thump.

So frightening.

Since Brother Zhang went out and returned, his aura became increasingly fierce.

Previously, Brother Zhang’s aura was strong too, but not so violent.

He could barely calculate one plus one anymore.

Fan Tangtang blinked his eyes, peeked towards the living room, secretly set down his pen, and moved outside little by little.

The closer he got to Brother Zhang, the more the strong aura made him tremble uncontrollably.

The problem couldn’t be worked on.

Then play joyfully!

Grandpa Fan, whose face was full of decayed flesh, shook his body and quietly followed Fan Tangtang outside.

Even when going out, Fan Tangtang didn’t dare sneak out without Brother Zhang’s permission.

Since his identity was exposed at the Fire Phoenix Safety Base, he hadn’t really left the village.

He wanted to go out to play, hoping his parents would speak well for him, let Brother Zhang agree.

But his parents didn’t advocate for him, instead, they said staying in the village was the safest.

He didn’t understand why the outside was unsafe, after all, he thought he was quite formidable!

He could only stand at the gate, chatting with the blue-clothed zombie girl stationed there.

"Hello!" Fan Tangtang obediently greeted the blue-clothed girl zombie and then stared at her face for a while, continued, "Xiao Lan, you look a bit different today than you did yesterday, your face has decayed further!"

Fan Tangtang’s dark eyes blinked, slightly puzzled.

This Xiao Lan zombie, always stood at the gate, didn’t dare go in, nor leave, her face decaying more severely day by day from the sun and wind.

A regular zombie, devoid of blood or flesh consumption, deteriorates further with more decayed flesh.

Xiao Lan zombie always stood at the gate, not consuming blood flesh or absorbing crystal cores, appearing increasingly sluggish.

The gaze of the blue-clothed girl zombie was dazed with a hint of confusion, she shivered when Fan Tangtang approached.

It was just an ordinary zombie; Fan Tangtang was a Zombie King, fundamentally not at the same level.

Xiao Lan zombie’s decaying toes slightly moved, towards the outside, seemingly ready to leave at any moment.

No matter how the aura around Fan Tangtang made zombies tremble, Xiao Lan zombie just uneasily shuffled without leaving.

Vacant gaze confusingly looked towards the courtyard, seemingly awaiting something.

Xiao Lan zombie couldn’t speak, Fan Tangtang didn’t feel bored, leaned at the door chatting by himself with it.

Grandpa Fan zombie stood motionless behind Fan Tangtang, without any expression.

In the courtyard.

A regular zombie dressed in black was clumsily moving with a broom tied to its stiff fingers.

It shuffled with awkward steps, the broom begrudgingly followed as it scraped across the ground.

Manageably it counted as sweeping.

For Xiao Song Zombie, Captain Zhu had offended the high-ranking members of Fire Phoenix Safety Base.

It showed no emotion, gaze dazedly "cleaning" the courtyard.

Fan Liping and wife were washing shoes in the courtyard.

About a dozen pairs of shoes lined up, all of which were black.

These belonged to Grandpa Fan zombie.

Even though he transformed into a completely decayed corpse, Fan Liping and wife served him as a human.

His clothes and shoes were changed to new ones daily.

Grandpa Fan zombie was, besides the suit-clad zombie man, the cleanest among the completely decayed zombies.

While brushing shoes, Fan Liping occasionally looked up towards the living room then sneakily glanced at the door.

Slightly puzzled.

Zhang Yiming went out riding a motorcycle, why did he return on foot?

Wasn’t he particularly fond of his motorcycle?

Each time after riding, he would clean it thoroughly.

Strange, really strange.

Bam!

The door emitted a light sound.

Zhang Yiming came out from the living room, striding towards the courtyard.

Fan Tangtang sensed the overwhelming and dangerous aura rushing towards him, hurriedly shrank his neck, quietly hid with Grandpa Fan in the corner of the gate.

Xiao Lan zombie shook, its vacant gaze fixed on Zhang Yiming, shivering uncontrollably.

Zhang Yiming’s aura was too powerful, it trembled all over, yet remained motionless.

Zhang Yiming didn’t pause, striding towards a direction.

The direction he headed was Fire Phoenix Safety Base.

...

Days later, in Shanghai.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming raced day and night along the roads, only stopping to refuel.

As a zombie, the concept of rest was unfamiliar to him.

The cool black motorcycle charged into zombie-clad streets.

This was Shanghai, skyscrapers towered everywhere.

Once clean, spacious streets now teemed with hideous wandering zombies.

Black and red blood splattered the clean outer walls of high-rises, dry and solidified, occasionally flaking down.

Various iconic buildings were smeared beyond recognition by black blood, ominous despite it being daytime.

Zombies clustered tightly on the streets, any slight noise could trigger prolonged howls.

Zombie howls echoed through the city, rendering it a ghost town.

Ordinary zombies were ubiquitous on the streets, many First Rank zombies were present too.

Zombies were plentiful here, High Rank zombies were prevalent, and Superpower Users numerous.

Superpower Users were ultimately outnumbered by zombies, even Second Rank Superpower Users cautiously avoided dense zombie areas, surviving with caution.

This was Shanghai, densely populated, competitive before the apocalypse, even more so after.