"Cough, cough!"

Leng Yebai coughed forcefully with a blank expression.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Bai Xiqin instinctively reached out and patted Leng Yebai’s back vigorously, fearing he might cough to death.

"It’s nothing, I just wanted to prove I’m still alive."

Leng Yebai grabbed Bai Xiqin’s wrist and pulled her toward the direction of the bus.

His back staggered from Bai Xiqin’s pat, and there was a hint of grievance on his stern face.

This time it wasn’t an act; he was genuinely aggrieved.

Does Xiao Niu even know what Zhang Yiming is cheering for?

Bai Xiqin didn’t notice Leng Yebai’s expression, she just waved cheerfully at the Xiao Lan Zombie.

"Goodbye, Xiao Lan! I’ll treat you to a meal sometime!"

"Heeeh heeeh..."

Xiao Lan Zombie whimpered pitifully at Bai Xiqin.

Next time, just bury me!

This time, I’ll definitely be killed by the Emperor.

It’s such a shame, the new skirt barely got worn and I’m going to die.

It wanted to come here a few more times for some free meals!

Zhang Yiming watched as Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai disappeared from sight. After a long while, he turned and left.

Xiao Lan Zombie lowered its head and silently followed behind Zhang Yiming, trembling uncontrollably.

This was a fear that came from the depths of its soul.

After walking quite a distance, Zhang Yiming stopped.

The face of Xiao Lan Zombie twitched several times, and its eyes lingered longingly in the direction of the bus, while its decaying fingers slowly reached toward its temple.

It couldn’t disobey the Emperor’s orders.

If the Emperor wanted it to die, it would die.

Its sharp nails stabbed into its temple without leaving any room for retreat.

Zhang Yiming’s gentle face grew much colder, his chill surpassing even the menacing aura of a zombie.

Zhang Yiming watched the Xiao Lan Zombie about to die without any emotion in his eyes.

Zombies that didn’t follow his rules could only die.

He wasn’t sure how many zombies he could control, but he knew that as long as there were disobedient zombies, it meant they had escaped his control.

Such zombies were too unstable; he would never risk Xiao Niu’s life.

Whether it was Zhang Ge’s zombies or other zombies, if they had ever escaped his control or been disobedient.

Their only end was death.

The sharp nails of Xiao Lan Zombie unhesitatingly stabbed into its temple.

Just as the nails were embedded in the temple, a sentence flashed through Zhang Yiming’s mind.

She said, "Goodbye, Xiao Lan Zombie, I’ll treat you to a meal sometime."

Forget it.

Zhang Yiming sighed softly, his eyes suddenly becoming much sharper, and a powerful brainwave acted on Xiao Lan Zombie.

Xiao Lan Zombie shuddered violently, its decaying finger freezing instantly as it was embedded in its temple, and the decaying finger slowly withdrew from the temple.

All that was left on the temple were three dark holes, slowly oozing black blood.

It was so close, its finger almost touched the crystal core in its brain.

Xiao Lan Zombie’s face seemed to show some expression beyond fear.

It was despair.

It didn’t even understand what this feeling was, it just looked at Zhang Yiming with a hint of sadness.

This was a sudden emotion, appearing without warning, impossible to erase.

It slowly raised its head, looking at Zhang Yiming’s stern face, and strangely, it no longer felt fear, but another indescribable feeling of sadness.

It was looking at Zhang Yiming, but Zhang Yiming wasn’t looking at it, Zhang Yiming was looking in the direction of the blue and white bus.

It was looking at him, he was looking at her.

There was a hint of melancholy on Zhang Yiming’s face, and the sadness in his eyes seemed even greater than that in its eyes.

After a long while, Zhang Yiming turned and left.

Xiao Lan Zombie stood there woodenly, its foot moved slightly, unconsciously taking two steps toward the blue and white bus, then turned and took three steps toward Zhang Yiming.

Finally, it stood still, unsure of where to go.

Soon after, a powerful brainwave spread from Zhang Yiming’s direction.

’Come here.’

The brainwave message contained just two words, without any tone.

Cold, without emotion.

Xiao Lan Zombie didn’t hesitate or look back, using its fastest reaction speed to chase after Zhang Yiming.

No matter if death awaited it in the future, it had no hesitation.

Its Emperor was calling, and that was enough.

Zhang Yiming didn’t look back at Xiao Lan Zombie, but Xiao Lan Zombie kept following behind Zhang Yiming.

On Xiao Lan Zombie’s decaying face, there was a faint smile.

Even if the decaying corners of its mouth looked so strange, it was still smiling.

Under the blazing sun, its decayed face was full of smiles.

Not long after, a black motorcycle stopped in front of Zhang Yiming.

As the black motorcycle appeared, Xiao Lan Zombie froze for a moment, then quickly lowered its head, not daring to look at the recently appeared Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.

Even though the aura was the same, even though the brainwaves were the same, Xiao Lan Zombie could quickly distinguish the difference between Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and Zhang Yiming.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked expressionlessly at Zhang Yiming, his voice cold, "You won. From today on, everything I do will be, besides for Xiao Niu, also for you, to make sure you and she can live well in this world. I will give everything I have."

In Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s memory, everything was too painful, the only beacon of light extinguished, passing a muddled life of nearly ten years as a Zombie Emperor.

That was the true king of the zombies.

All of humanity avoided him like the plague upon hearing his name.

Finally, he came to this world, and the future is a world without Zombie Emperors, people of that time must be pleased. Without the Zombie Emperor, the remaining zombies being eliminated is only a matter of time.

For people of the future, hell is almost gone, and for him, wasn’t it like being taken from hell to a paradise with her?

Just... all this is only about the past self.

All he could do was to prevent future nightmares from occurring again.

He no longer had the chance.

The chance belonged to Zhang Yiming, not to himself as the Zombie Emperor.

His life was destined to be forever lonely.

Zhang Yiming looked blankly at the somewhat forlorn face of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, without a trace of sympathy.

He was Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was him.

He needed no sympathy for himself because it was all his own choice.

And this loneliness was what he had to endure.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was lonely, and how could he not be.

The person was at arm’s length, yet miles apart.

This pain was no less than Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s pain.

From now on, his future self would become his sharpest blade.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming said no more, the motorcycle made a faint rumbling sound, heading towards Shanghai.

Zhang Yiming continued in one direction, his face no longer warmed by sunlight, now replaced with the chill of a ten-year glacier.

Zhang Yiming walked straight toward the Yellow River without stopping, directly entering the waters.

The things inside posed no threat to his lifeless self.

The murky Yellow River water stirred two ripples, then returned to calm.

Xiao Lan Zombie also didn’t hesitate, following its Emperor into the Yellow River’s waters.