Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 305: He Knows This Person

"So can I play with your zombie followers now?"

Bai Yifan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

He had a bold idea.

Among so many zombie followers, surely there are some who lack sense yet can speak.

If I ask them certain questions, I should get some answers!

Zhang Yiming: ...

For some reason, Bai Yifan’s bright eyes felt terrifying.

"I feel like my internal injuries haven’t healed yet, so I’ll keep absorbing a few more crystal cores. Please don’t disturb me."

Zhang Yiming closed his eyes seriously, holding a crystal core in his hand.

However, Zhang Yiming, who should have absorbed an entire crystal core in a few minutes, took several hours and still hadn’t finished absorbing one.

Simply because he didn’t want to talk to Bai Yifan.

Returning to the Zombie Village overnight.

The bus parked in the yard next to where Zhang Yiming lived.

The Fan Family helped tidy up a bit, and in an afternoon, the yard somewhat resembled a farmhouse from Baiyang Village.

Except for grandma’s skeleton specimens.

The village was full of lively zombies.

Leng Yebai was determined to regain his appearance and defeat a certain green tea Zombie Emperor when Bai Xiqin and others went out.

But when the bus re-entered the village, Leng Yebai pulled up the windows and barred the door tightly.

However, this time, he didn’t give up on himself.

His bed was piled with numerous crystal cores, his decomposed fingers gripping the crystal cores tightly, absorbing furiously.

After busy days, they still couldn’t find Leng Yebai.

Water Python and Qin Yuan had been wandering outside for days, still unable to catch Leng Yebai’s scent.

Even though Leng Yebai was living right next door.

After becoming a zombie, one’s scent also becomes rotten.

The scent of decaying bodies tends to be the same.

In a village teeming with zombies, Qin Yuan and Water Python wouldn’t smell anything.

Moreover, they wouldn’t believe that Leng Yebai was being hidden next door by Zhang Yiming.

It was late at night.

The Fan Family brought over several clean quilts, and Fan Tangtang also helped carry some food over.

As a return gift, the Bai Family dug out lots of milk tablets from Bai Yifan’s pocket and gave them to Fan Tangtang.

Fan Tangtang’s eyes sparkled, even without a sense of taste, they happily accepted them.

Kids always love milk powder.

Bai Yifan gritted his teeth and gave them away.

Reciprocation, that’s the way it should be, should be, boo hoo hoo...

The Fan Family didn’t stay long, and after delivering the quilts and food, they left.

Mainly because Leng Yebai was in their yard, and they were afraid of being caught if they mentioned Leng Yebai to the Bai Family.

Busy for days, Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing the elderly couple were already quite exhausted.

After a simple dinner, they went back to their room to sleep.

Bai Xiqin went to her room to sleep to keep her family from worrying, though whether she actually slept, only she knew.

The stars in the sky twinkled. In the unpolluted post-apocalyptic world, the stars seemed washed clean.

The Fan Family also slept punctually, by ten o’clock at night, they were already in their room with Fan Tangtang to sleep.

Fan Tangtang lay "sleeping" with their eyes open between the Fan Family, gripping each person on either side.

The Fan Family quickly entered their dreams, but Fan Tangtang kept their eyes open, staring out the window.

"Strange, Brother Zhang is so gentle today!" Fan Tangtang muttered to themselves.

Usually, Zhang Yiming’s brain waves made them tremble with fear, but today Brother Zhang’s brain waves weren’t spilling out at all.

So strange.

Suddenly.

Fan Tangtang shivered.

They started trembling again.

They felt Brother Zhang’s terrifying pressure, the powerful brain waves causing a faint pain in their brain.

Unbelievably strong.

Zhang Yiming’s brain waves seemed to multiply in an instant.

Fan Tangtang buried their face in the quilt, holding their parents, shaking incessantly.

In the living room, Zhang Yiming was expressionlessly drawing something on paper with a pen.

When Fan Tangtang started shaking, he stood up, folded the paper and put it into his pocket.

"What’s wrong?"

Leng Yebai’s hoarse voice rang out from a nearby room.

"It’s one of my formidable subordinates."

After Zhang Yiming spoke, he pushed open the door and walked straight out.

Leng Yebai’s decomposed fingers rested on the handle; he also sensed that strong brain wave.

He was about to go out, but then retracted his hand.

Xiao Niu was right next door, the room he was in was just separated from the neighboring yard by two walls.

So close.

He didn’t dare go out, afraid of running into them.

Not knowing how to face them.

He was just a coward, Leng Yebai self-deprecatingly tugged at his rotting lips, holding a crystal core in his hand, continuing to absorb.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he faced the direction of the neighboring yard, as if, like before, the whole family was still together.

Elsewhere.

Zhang Yiming quietly left the yard, walking alone on the dark road.

The yards on either side were filled with zombies, those zombies standing silently inside, in a daze.

Zhang Yiming’s tall figure appeared somewhat lonely on the dark road, moonlight spilling over the rooftops, but not touching him.

Only the sound of shoes on the ground could be heard.

There was no expression on Zhang Yiming’s face; at a glance, he seemed like a sunny young man.

"You’re injured."

A cold and gloomy voice came from the end of the road.

Zhang Yiming stopped in front of the other person.

In front of him stood a man who looked exactly like him.

The man across from him had the exact same face, also expressionless.

Only, the man’s eyes always gave off an overly gloomy feeling, his body perpetually shrouded in hostility.

Two people with the same face, both expressionless, yet giving off two distinct auras.

One sunny, one fierce.

"A minor injury. Why are you here?" Zhang Yiming glanced at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming. "Where’s my motorcycle?"

"Minor injury?"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming frowned.

He discovered for the first time that if past Zhang Yiming was severely hurt, he would react.

Yesterday afternoon, his brain throbbed painfully, and even his body turned slightly translucent.

It took an hour to stabilize.

Now, with no pain in his brain, he could feel that Zhang Yiming’s brain waves had suffered major damage and would take a long time to heal.

And brain waves can’t heal with crystal cores, only with life itself.

Thankfully, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s brain currently had no pain, indicating that past Zhang Yiming’s brain waves would return to normal without any lasting effects.

Still, there were things Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming needed to say.

In the past, whatever reckless things Zhang Yiming did, he didn’t care.

But this was a world with Xiao Niu in it, and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming wanted to stay in this world longer.

"If you meet this person, just kill them."

Zhang Yiming ignored Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s gaze, simply handing him a piece of paper.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming unfolded the paper, seeing a person wearing a Sun Wukong mask.

The drawing was vivid, lifelike.

He recognized this person, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong.

"Hehe! You’re messing with me?"

Black flames seeped from Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s fingertips, burning the paper to ashes.