"Have you heard of it before?" Bai Anhai looked at Bai Yifan with a serious face, "This writer is clearly up to no good. Xiao Fan, if you’ve read his work, I’m cutting ties with you!"

Clearly a cult leader, what kind of lousy work can he produce?

The morals of his own son are already a bit off, what if he goes astray!

Bai Yifan rubbed his temples hard and said weakly, "I seem to remember, before the apocalypse, that novel we read together as a family was written by him (or her), and we all enjoyed it."

Bai Family: ...

The Bai Family all looked again at the person with an extraordinary appearance and those scribbly characters in silence.

They really seemed to have read the stuff this person wrote.

This is awkward.

"So, you’re all fans like me, what a coincidence!"

Wang Lu had a hint of excitement on his face.

Great.

He’s hoping that with this connection, the Bai Family can help him become a zombie.

"No, we’re not." Bai Anhai shook his hand decisively.

Absolutely refuse to admit it.

Who would admit to being mentally unsound for no reason?

"It doesn’t matter if not, anyway, we’ve had countless connections because of him (or her), so can you do me a favor?" Wang Lu held up one finger, "Just this one favor."

"...No!"

Bai Anhai looked up at the sky, directly folded the photo in Wang Lu’s hand and put it back in his pocket.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Before Wang Lu could say anything, Bai Anhai snapped his fingers, and a burst of red flame landed on a branch.

Instantly, it ignited in a raging fire.

Wang Lu glanced at the flames that had already risen, feeling slightly disappointed.

He kept feeling like he was the most unsuccessful person in the world.

Another day not dying, not happy!

He just wants to get bitten by a zombie, why is it so difficult!

"Roar—"

The angry roar of a zombie echoed from afar, accompanied vaguely by the sounds of collision.

It sounded like a group of zombies was besieging humans.

Wang Lu’s eyes lit up, and he adjusted his glasses with his finger, standing up earnestly, saying seriously, "I see survivors getting besieged by zombies over there, I’ll go over and let them bite me, bye!"

Opportunities must not be missed.

Wang Lu never misses a chance to be bitten by a zombie.

Before the Bai Family could react, Wang Lu took off running.

If one day you see someone looking blissful while running toward a zombie and sticking out their arm with a smile, it must be Wang Lu.

That’s how serious an OCD patient is, once he’s set on being bitten to death by a zombie, he’s determined to be bitten at least once.

The Bai Family glanced at Wang Lu’s departing figure, their lips twitching intensely.

It’s the first time they’ve seen someone with such an unreasonable request in the apocalypse.

If things are really as he says and no zombie bites him, then the Bai Family doesn’t need to care. After all, he hasn’t died from wandering this long, and running out again wouldn’t change the fact.

"Sis, is there really someone in the world that zombies won’t bite?" Bai Yifan curiously asked Bai Xiqin.

"Zombies never pass up any flesh, their mathematical instincts are hard to control, especially ordinary zombies. There’s only one reason they won’t bite a person, a High Rank Zombie won’t let them!" Bai Xiqin explained, "We need to be careful of this person in the future; he might be protected by a Zombie King."

To command zombies in all of Shanghai not to bite Wang Lu, this Zombie King must be the most powerful one here.

"...I see." Bai Yifan mused, immediately thinking of Zhang Yiming.

When Zhang Yiming was around, zombies didn’t bite the Bai Family either.

"No need to overthink it now; if we meet him in the future, try to avoid him and don’t offend him!"

Bai Zhengxuan seriously skewered kebabs, his eyes only on the food.

Wang Lu seemed abnormal in both appearance and behavior, but Bai Zhengxuan didn’t sense any malice from him.

Bai Zhengxuan was good at judging people, but it was just a brief encounter, they’d finish eating and part ways, never crossing paths again.

The Bai Family looked in the direction Wang Lu had left, not saying anything more.

Just thinking to be careful in the future, with so many High Rank Zombies in Shanghai, the Zombie King must be formidable too.

Don’t screw it up.

On the other side.

Wang Lu sprinted at his fastest speed toward the direction of the zombie roars.

It was still some distance from where Wang Lu was, but he charged toward the zombies’ direction with a fearless spirit of not abandoning or giving up.

Hurrying to reincarnate!

Hard work pays off. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

After crossing several streets, Wang Lu saw a group of zombies in the distance.

The familiar rotting smell, the familiar ferocious faces, the familiar black teeth...

These black chompers, getting bitten by one wouldn’t be too bad!

"Roar—"

The zombies were crowded together, making it impossible to see what the survivor’s car looked like; a strong smell of blood filled the entire street.

The ferocious zombies pushed forward, competing against each other.

Even more exaggerated than usual when seeing flesh and blood.

It was like seeing their archenemy!

Trapped in the midst of swarming zombies was a car.

In Wang Lu’s view, the car’s appearance wasn’t visible anymore, only piles of zombies crawling on top, forming a high hill.

Even so, the zombies continued to press towards the hill.

Wang Lu approached the zombies with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale skin.

"Hey little zombies, what are you all biting so hard for? Want to take a bite of me? I have no protection and haven’t consumed too many preservatives either; I usually eat organic food, take a look at me!"

Wang Lu almost stuck his arm into the ferocious zombie’s mouth.

But the zombie merely let out a repressed growl, ignoring the flesh at its lips, continuing to move toward the hill.

The zombies all ignored Wang Lu with his rolled-up sleeves.

Wang Lu wasn’t discouraged; such scenes had happened many times before.

Perseverance leads to success.

Wang Lu persisted, pulling a small knife from his pocket, bit his teeth, and made a small cut on his fingertip.

A strong scent of blood wafted in the air instantly.

The zombies paused for a moment, then resumed pushing toward their target.

Resolute not to eat Wang Lu.

"Hey, hey, hey, what exactly are you guys gnawing on, can you take a look at me!"

Wang Lu walked two steps towards the zombies, his hands even resting on a zombie’s shoulder.

The zombies didn’t turn, continuing their attack.

Wang Lu attempted to shove his bloody finger into a zombie’s mouth.

The zombie, however, immediately shut its mouth, twisting its stiff neck slowly, ignoring Wang Lu.

"Growl-growl—"

The zombie let out a repressed growl, seemingly on the verge of losing control, yet it didn’t pounce toward Wang Lu.

Seeing this zombie close its mouth, Wang Lu moved his bloody finger toward another one’s mouth.

With so many zombies, surely one would bite him.

Wang Lu firmly believed he would succeed.

A ridiculous scene unfolded.

A human holding a bloody finger trying to poke it into wide-mouthed zombies, the zombies grimacing, closing their mouths, shuffling away on their stiff legs.

Wang Lu energetically bounced around the zombie crowd, all for the sake of dying.