"Well, it’s too late now!"

The Base Commander rolled his eyes at Leng Yebai, "If you don’t listen to the advice of elders, you’ll suffer the consequences!"

He knew Zhang Yiming was coming, so he wanted his daughter-in-law to go back and rest.

This guy Zhang Yiming is clearly Xiao Leng’s rival in love.

The Base Commander also understood clearly that the reason the zombies turned on each other yesterday was very likely because Zhang Yiming was controlling them.

Since he’s our Zombie King, we can’t fight him, but we also can’t watch idly as our daughter-in-law gets taken away.

He tried to avoid it, but his dumb son clearly doesn’t listen to him!

Leng Yebai’s face darkened. He didn’t know Zhang Yiming was coming, and the Base Commander didn’t specify, just told him to go back and rest, with very poor communication skills.

"Xiao Ming, you’re here!"

Xiao Niu greeted Zhang Yiming happily, looking him up and down to see that he had no injuries, and felt a bit relieved.

Just by looking at the mountains of ashes, one could tell how many zombies were outside yesterday.

Zhang Yiming doesn’t live in the safe base, so no one knows if he was injured.

Zhang Yiming noticed Bai Xiqin’s gaze, and his fingers uneasily rubbed together, his face maintaining a sunny smile.

"How’s your injury?"

Zhang Yiming asked again, trying not to look at the scabbed wound on Bai Xiqin’s forehead.

He wasn’t sure if he was afraid of suppressing the bloodthirsty desire raging in his mind, or afraid of suppressing the violent emotions in his brain.

"Much better!" Bai Xiqin said with a smile.

"As long as you’re getting better, be more careful in the future." Zhang Yiming said.

Zhang Yiming and Bai Xiqin kept smiling and talking to each other, their high looks making them seem like a couple reuniting after a long separation.

The Base Commander and Leng Yebai stood at the side, looking like spectators, feeling extremely unnecessary!

However, at this moment, the father and son looked quite similar, their faces as black as pot bottoms.

"Yo! Xiao Ming is here!"

Liu Jing, standing closest to Xiao Niu, saw Zhang Yiming and squatted down, waving to him, her eyes daring not to look elsewhere.

The more she looked, the worse her occupational disease got.

"Hello, Grandma!"

Zhang Yiming bowed politely, showing no signs of a Zombie Emperor, adorably humble.

"Thanks a lot for yesterday!"

Liu Jing winked at Zhang Yiming, without saying much, it was something that could only be understood but not spoken.

Zhang Yiming smiled, gently shook his head, and didn’t speak.

Liu Jing also understood that such things shouldn’t be said directly, there were too many people around, and not all humans could accept the goodwill of a Zombie King.

After greeting Liu Jing, Zhang Yiming also greeted Wang Yiyun and then all the Bai Family members.

He looked like he had already blended into the Bai Family.

Bai Xiqin found this scene slightly odd; when did Xiao Ming become so close to her family?

During school, Zhang Yiming at most only knew Bai Yifan.

Yet Grandma thanked Xiao Ming for yesterday, but yesterday when zombies surrounded the safe base, Xiao Ming hadn’t even entered it?

What was there to thank for?

Bai Xiqin found it curious and didn’t think much about it, just assumed that in the post-apocalypse, connections naturally increased!

"Well, although, anyway, we really should thank you yesterday."

The Base Commander extended his hand friendly, forcibly standing between Zhang Yiming and Bai Xiqin, smiling broadly.

Even though he’s his dumb son’s rival and he wanted to finish him off.

——For the sake of appearing tall and strong in front of our daughter-in-law.

Plus, we really can’t beat you.

Endure it!

"I don’t know what the Base Commander is talking about."

Zhang Yiming’s smile faded slowly, turning cold, as if it wasn’t him laughing with the Bai Family just now.

Like a completely different person.

A world of difference in attitude.

He didn’t shake hands with the Base Commander.

The Base Commander didn’t get angry, calmly retracting his hand, and then casually patting his own head.

Certainly can’t leave the hand dangling in the air like that in embarrassment!

Admittedly, the Base Commander found the feeling quite satisfying, experiencing the joy of hitting his son for the first time.

He wanted to feel it again in the future.

Leng Yebai: ...

The Base Commander didn’t press Zhang Yiming to admit anything, instead, he nodded at him politely and stood silently between him and Bai Xiqin.

For the sake of his son’s lifelong happiness, a shameless old father was okay as well.

"This is something Tangtang asked me to bring for you, it should help with your injury, just crush it and apply it on the wound."

Zhang Yiming elegantly bypassed the huge "third wheel," taking out a package wrapped in multiple layers of cloth from his pocket, concealing its contents.

"What is this? Who is Tangtang?"

Bai Xiqin blinked in confusion.

"Tangtang is your friend. When he heard you were hurt, he specifically asked me to bring this over," Zhang Yiming said with a smile, "If you don’t accept it, he’ll be unhappy and might throw a tantrum."

Fan Tangtang, diligently working on math problems in the distance, suddenly shivered, casting a wary glance around.

How strange, why does he feel like the High Rank Zombie King is plotting against him?

Fan Tangtang didn’t dwell on it too much and quickly returned to his math problems.

If he hasn’t finished his worksheet when Brother Zhang returns, Zhang might actually kill him!

Meanwhile, Bai Xiqin accepted what Zhang Yiming handed over, looking utterly confused.

Heavy, wrapped in layer upon layer of cloth, she couldn’t see what it was.

Bai Xiqin unwrapped the layers of cloth one by one but seemed unable to reach the end.

The cloth was clean and dry, clearly not contaminated or damp, not even a speck of dust could get in.

Layer after layer, soon Bai Xiqin found herself surrounded by piles of cloth.

Just as Bai Xiqin assumed Zhang Yiming had given her a ball of fluff for fun, she finally reached the innermost layer.

Inside was a withered branch, slowly oozing red sap, looking very much like blood.

"Is this—a Dragon Blood Tree Branch?"

The Base Commander stared at the branch in Bai Xiqin’s hand, slightly taken aback.

The Dragon Blood Tree can extract dragon’s blood, very effective for promoting circulation, healing injuries, and regenerating flesh.

They weren’t professionals, so the idea of extracting dragon’s blood was out of the question.

However, the branch in Bai Xiqin’s hand exuded a strong vitality. It was a mutated Dragon Blood Tree branch. Without extracting the dragon’s blood, even just the sap applied on a wound could effectively treat external injuries.

The Dragon Blood Tree for treating external injuries could almost rival the natural "doctor," the Fusang Tree.

"Yes." Zhang Yiming slightly nodded, "Tangtang found it by chance, no trouble at all, apply it quickly!"

Deliberate searching became accidental, and even the person who found it changed.

Bai Xiqin didn’t know, but Leng Yebai glanced at Zhang Yiming.

"Thanks a lot!" Bai Xiqin laughed, "I must meet this friend called Tangtang sometime."

She still couldn’t recall who Tangtang was, just remembering that when she woke up, there was an adorable little boy, maybe it was him.

Because back then, her mind was in chaos, she didn’t know who was who.

"Hmm."

Zhang Yiming’s eyes flickered slightly, and he responded with a low hum.