Zhang Yiming heard the mutterings of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and chuckled softly.

"You envy me, but I don’t envy myself; I also have someone I envy."

The one he envied the most was Leng Yebai.

Because he could stay with the Bai Family, even if Leng Yebai turned into a zombie, neither Xiao Niu nor the Bai Family ever showed a hint of disdain in their eyes.

These things were incredibly distant for him.

If he had known earlier, if he had appeared in front of Xiao Niu from the beginning, would he be in Leng Yebai’s position now?

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s sharp eyes looked at Zhang Yiming, his voice slightly cold.

"In that case, wouldn’t it be better to just kill him!"

Seeing such an intimate man beside Xiao Niu made both Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and Zhang Yiming insanely jealous.

"If you really could do it, he wouldn’t be alive and kicking now."

Zhang Yiming glanced at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, his lips carrying a hint of mockery.

It was unclear if he was mocking Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming or himself.

"Neither of us would do it." Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming tapped absentmindedly on the old car, his voice momentarily gentle, "Otherwise, she would be angry."

For fear of her anger.

No matter how jealous he and his past self were of Leng Yebai, thinking of killing him a million times, they never dared to act.

Afraid that Xiao Niu would be angry and never pay attention to him again.

Having experienced loss, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming dared even less.

Zhang Yiming smiled without speaking.

What Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming said was exactly what he thought.

No matter when, his thoughts were always aligned.

"If there’s a chance to become human, there must still be an opportunity, right!"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked at Zhang Yiming, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

If he could become human, why would he be eagerly watching Leng Yebai roaming around?

"Becoming human, easier said than done." Zhang Yiming’s fingers paused slightly, his voice carrying a hint of desolation.

"Don’t worry about Wang Ge’s matters, focus on finding a Crystal Core with a zombie virus antibody." Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming crushed something between his fingers, furrowing his brow.

"Looked for it, couldn’t find it."

Zhang Yiming’s voice was light and ethereal, sounding somewhat elusive.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming slowly walked toward the High Rank Zombies Zhang Yiming brought, circling around them with interest.

"These zombies have a decent rank."

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming didn’t continue the questioning, but instead spoke of another topic, tapping one of the High Rank Zombie’s shoulders, causing it to shiver in place.

"They are the most powerful zombies under my control," Zhang Yiming said calmly.

Fan Tangtang may be the Zombie Emperor, but his greatest strength is brainwave control, using brainwaves to command zombies to attack humans.

Zombies fear Fan Tangtang, but humans are not afraid of brainwaves.

Against humans or some Corpse Kings immune to brainwaves, these High Rank Zombies are far more useful than Fan Tangtang.

"If I became you, wouldn’t I be able to stay by her side forever?" Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s face bore a mischievous smile as he continued to dream, "Maybe one day I could even become human."

Zhang Yiming said nothing, just watched Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming with a calm expression.

"Our brainwave frequencies are the same, attacking each other wouldn’t cause substantial harm. Luckily, I’ve been the Zombie Emperor for many years; when it comes to brainwaves, I’m still better than you."

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming patted each of the High Rank Zombies, continuing, "If I ordered them to attack you, do you think you’d have a chance?"

"Well, you only know by trying."

Zhang Yiming wore a gentle smile, slowly unbuttoning his shirt cuffs and rolling up the sleeves step by step.

The white shirt made Zhang Yiming look like the boy next door, without a hint of combat aura.

Compared to Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s menacing aura, from a momentum perspective, Zhang Yiming was at a disadvantage.

"I don’t know if I die, whether you’ll die too. Why not take a gamble? Start by taking off one of your arms, see if my arm disappears. If my arm disappears, it’s your luck. If not, it’s my good fortune."

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s mouth cruelly curved, his eyes already bloodshot, his mind ravaged by an unwavering visage.

In the past, he always thought if one day he was corrected by this world, he would leave it forever.

So he wanted the current Zhang Yiming to become human.

But how could he be content?

He’s a heinous Zombie Emperor, not here to return to the past and do good deeds.

Watching Zhang Yiming achieve his innermost, unattainable desire with open eyes.

How could he be content?

In that case.

Then gamble.

Gamble that he could impersonate this "clean" self to stay in this world.

Gamble that in the future, he would try desperately to find a way to become human.

Gamble that he would stay by her side forever.

"Alright, let’s gamble."

Zhang Yiming calmly looked at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and stood motionlessly.

A warm, sunny face, harmless to humans and animals, like a lamb to the slaughter.

The Zombie Emperor is stone-hearted, watching humans die tragically without softening, so how could he possibly pity himself?

What he has been through can no longer be described with pity.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming dangerously narrowed his eyes, brainwaves erupted in an instant, directly affecting the High Rank Zombies.

There was only one command for the brainwaves.

Bite off Zhang Yiming’s arm, then tear out Zhang Yiming’s throat, and dig out his Crystal Core.

The High Rank Zombies shuddered violently, their decayed faces showing fear.

But under the powerful brainwave command, they still madly pounced toward Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming quietly watched the zombies pouncing at him, his eyes showing no sign of evasion.

Nor did he unleash brainwaves to compete for control over the zombies with Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

It was obvious; he had only become a zombie a few months ago, while before him, he was a Zombie Emperor who had lived through many years in the apocalypse.

One was inexperienced, the other ruthless.

Even if the brainwave frequencies were the same, it was no match.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Zhang Yiming never thought he could win against Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming in brainwave control.

Still, a faintly dangerous smile hung at the corner of Zhang Yiming’s mouth as he fearlessly watched the zombies rushing at him with open jaws.

Zhang Yiming’s composed voice rang out.

"Did you think I would stand still and meekly accept death?"

"Or did you think your obsession was deeper than mine?"

"Or perhaps, do you think you’re more qualified to remain in this world?" Zhang Yiming paused, his gentle voice resonating again.

"I’ve known from the start that you would kill me, because, you are me."

"No one knows me better than myself."

As Zhang Yiming’s voice fell on the last word, several High Rank Zombies suddenly turned and madly lunged toward Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

"...How is this possible!"

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s eyes widened in disbelief, watching the suddenly reversed High Rank Zombies.

He didn’t feel Zhang Yiming usurping control of the zombies with brainwaves, yet the High Rank Zombies turned and charged straight at him.

These High Rank Zombies no longer showed any signs of trembling, viciously pouncing at the Zombie Emperor without hesitation.