Everyone was raring to go, ready to charge at any moment.

Old Tao hunched over, his head lowered, not daring to look at Zhang Yiming, his body trembling slightly.

The other dozen or so zombies were also instinctively shaking, emitting creaking sounds, as if unable to control themselves, ready to kneel on the ground.

The brainwaves were not rampant, and there was even a faint smile on Zhang Yiming’s face.

Just a hint of aura emanating from him was enough to bring Old Tao, a being belonging to the Zombie King, to the brink of collapse.

This aura was as cold as it could be, striking deep fear into zombies who had no trace of warmth on their bodies.

Zhang Yiming’s smile was as warm and sunny as ever, yet the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

The bloodthirsty impulse in his mind was almost at its peak, yet he forcibly suppressed it.

Those gentle eyes were still mild as they looked at every superpower user who hurled insults at him.

Anger, when reaching its peak, became calm and peaceful.

He knew these people would die.

None of them would survive, not even having the chance to turn into zombies.

He allowed others to insult him for being the Zombie King, but it was merely being said, so it was still tolerable.

His restraint towards himself was reached a perverse level, almost ignoring others’ coldness and ridicule.

But his reverse scale was untouchable.

He was grateful that the Bai Family treated him as a friend and didn’t see him as an outcast.

This was his greatest solace after turning into a zombie.

His emotions, which he cherished like treasures, became betrayal, trash, in the mouths of these people.

These, by all means, could not be tolerated.

Zhang Yiming slowly turned his head, glanced at the direction where the drone was placed, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Sorry.

Because of me, you heard these unpleasant voices.

"Everyone, stop talking this nonsense. While Zhang Yiming hasn’t run away, let’s quickly subdue him. Once we’ve dealt with the zombies, we’ll discuss how to distribute the spoils!"

Wang Biao shouted, seemingly ready to charge up at any moment, yet always lacking a bit of strength.

Unwilling to be the first cannon fodder.

Everyone looked at each other, quickly glancing around, and seeing no ambushed zombies, they were confident in victory but dared not be the first to take the plunge.

Captain Zhu snorted coldly, shook off those holding him, and walked towards Xiao Song Zombie.

After a long separation, this time, Captain Zhu didn’t regard Xiao Song Zombie as a burden, treating him as he did before the apocalypse, as the most outstanding officer of the future.

Xiao Song Zombie stared blankly at Captain Zhu, no emotion in its eyes, and like all zombies, its rotten brain was rampant with a thirst for flesh.

It was waiting.

Waiting for the Emperor’s command, so it could pounce and feast.

Hehe——

A repressed sound came from Xiao Song’s throat.

This sound was too small, and for a moment, Captain Zhu didn’t notice it.

The superpower users’ eyes were fixed on Zhang Yiming, with no one noticing that Captain Zhu had already placed his hand on Xiao Song Zombie’s shoulder.

Perhaps because of the long separation, or perhaps upon seeing Xiao Song Zombie for the first time without chains not lunging at him, Captain Zhu let down his guard.

In a daze, he was back to a scene before the apocalypse, chasing a criminal suspect together.

"Roar——"

Xiao Song Zombie finally let out an angry roar like a beast.

Without hesitation, its rotten mouth bit down on the arm that was within reach.

For a moment, Captain Zhu’s face was bewildered, staring blankly at Xiao Song Zombie gnawing his arm.

As if he didn’t recognize who this grotesque zombie in front of him was!

"Ah! The zombie bit Captain Zhu, everyone stop hesitating, charge up, and wipe out the zombies together!"

A scream came from the crowd, and as Xiao Song Zombie opened its mouth to bite, the superpower users’ powers emitted dazzling lights.

These varicolored energies weren’t aimed at Xiao Song Zombie; their enemies were Zhang Yiming and Old Tao.

In the apocalypse, being scratched or bitten by a zombie meant certain death.

Even if Captain Zhu hadn’t turned into a zombie yet, he was already an enemy.

Zhang Yiming calmly watched the colorful energies flying towards him.

There’s strength in numbers—the powers emitted by over a hundred people converged into a small energy storm, the air being scorched and distorted, visibly twisted.

Old Tao’s eyes squinted slightly, emanating a rich green glow, which fell directly on the dozens of zombies he brought along.

These were his villagers, brought here by him, and he would safely take them all back.

The dozens of zombie villagers stood dumbly in place, some zombies regaining a bit of conscience stared blankly at the energy storm before them and in terror inched towards Old Tao.

Old Tao hunched over, his heart in his throat but not counterattacking, his cloudy eyes glanced at the calm Zhang Yiming.

Instantly he relaxed.

The energy storm was about to reach Zhang Yiming when a torrent of red flames suddenly surged from Zhang Yiming’s body.

The flames seemed even hotter than the sun in the sky, charging towards the energy storm like a fire dragon.

The flames multiplied, engulfing all the energy in an immense sphere of fire.

The massive sphere of fire was blisteringly hot; even at a distance, the skin was nearly scorched through and immediately swelled with redness.

Everyone smelled the scent of protein from their bodies.

Hair spontaneously combusted from the heat.

"Quick, dodge!"

People looked in horror at the massive fireball in front of them, hastily scattering to avoid it.

Intense collisions seemed to erupt from the massive fireball; various superpowers were released inside it, yet never managed to escape it, all attacks vanishing without sparking, being burned away.

The fireball turned into an elongated fire dragon, mercilessly charging at the superpower users.

Water Ability Users among the crowd hastily unleashed large amounts of water to cool the superpower users.

A Three Ability Water Ability User tried to extinguish the fire dragon charging towards them, but it was like a drop in the bucket.

Sizzle Sizzle Sizzle...

Water fell on the fire dragon, producing only sizzling sounds; without even forming steam, they disappeared without a trace.

In just one move, the superpower users despaired.

Even Wang Biao, who had a mutated water ability, had a face full of despair.

It was only a matter of time before the fire dragon swallowed them.

Suddenly, the sun in the sky dimmed, with black clouds drifting over without anyone knowing when.

Just moments ago, it was clear skies and a blazing sun, yet in less than a minute, it turned gloomy.

Swoosh——

The heavenly river seemed to open a gap, torrents of rain poured down overwhelmingly.

This rain seemed to carry a trace of magic, with a potent energy.

The rain fell on the fire dragon, which rolled over twice in the air, gradually dimming, then disappearing.

"Oh my! Grandpa, you’re such a party pooper!"

Bai Yifan lay in front of the screen, his eyes wide open in shock.

The projection on the screen was somewhat shaky, and through the relentless rain, one could vaguely see a pair of middle-aged men and women approaching from afar.

Their figures looked somewhat desolate, untouched by even a drop of rain in the rain curtain.

It was Bai Zhengxuan and his spouse from the future, coming to "enforce justice on behalf of Heaven."