The cool moonlight shone on the two of them, making their faces appear even more serious and solemn.

What these two people said was true; it was the future they saw, and it was also their personal experience.

"The Zombie King rose to power rapidly three years after the apocalypse, so finding its whereabouts now will be difficult, but this matter must be done."

Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, spoke with a slightly serious tone.

They came to the past to change history and allow their families from the past to live well in the end times.

The appearance of the Zombie King plunged the entire world into endless despair.

Therefore, the Zombie King must die!

"Well... I'm worried there might be some misunderstanding?"

Leng Yebai frowned slightly.

While Zhang Yiming is indeed somewhat ugly, calling him bloodthirsty and violent is a bit of an exaggeration.

"There's no misunderstanding. The Zombie King's name is Zhang Yiming. Its appearance directly led to zombies standing at the top, while humans could only eke out a living. It loves to torture and kill humans. One safe base after another was annihilated by the zombie horde in the blink of an eye."

Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, shook his head slightly. They were living in a daze during the apocalypse.

Most of their energy was spent traversing mountains and valleys in search of various mutated animals, hoping to find traces of the mythical beast Chenghuang recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Even if they are completely detached from worldly affairs, they still know that the Zombie King has a significant impact on the entire world.

The existence of the Zombie King makes the already terrifying apocalypse even more despairing.

“Grandpa Bai, you just said that things are different now than in the past. Maybe the Zombie King’s personality will change too?” Leng Yebai said.

Zhang Yiming doesn't seem like a good person, and he's quite ugly, so it's really strange that he's so cruel.

"What? You know the Zombie King?"

The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan stared sharply at Leng Yebai.

Since the peace of this world is at stake, the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan has no intention of letting the Zombie King go, and that mysterious organization must also be eradicated.

Leng Yebai coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the zombie king later! I think the matter of the mysterious organization is more urgent!"

"Young man, if you know the location of the Zombie King, you must tell me!" The middle-aged man, Bai Zhengxuan, exuded a faint aura of power.

Leng Yebai calmly touched his hair, ignoring the imposing presence of Grandpa Bai, and simply replied softly, "Okay."

Seeing Leng Yebai nod, the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan finally returned to normal, probably realizing that he had overreacted.

How could Leng Yebai possibly know the Zombie King by such a coincidence?

"By the way, Grandpa Bai, have you ever seen the Zombie King?" Leng Yebai asked casually.

The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and the middle-aged Liu Jing exchanged a glance and then gently shook their heads.

"No, the Zombie King hates humans extremely. Everyone who has seen its face has either died in the mouths of zombies or turned into one," said Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man.

"However, I heard that it's twice the size of a normal zombie, its body is constantly covered in a corrosive liquid comparable to sulfuric acid, and its face is covered in rotting maggots..."

Liu Jing, a middle-aged woman, stroked her chin and described the appearance of the zombie king, which was widely circulated among the survivors.

Leng Yebai: ...

Then he was relieved.

Based on this image, they will probably never find Zhang Yiming again.

"What are you planning to do first?" Leng Yebai asked.

"Stay by your side for now. That mysterious organization didn't just emerge after the apocalypse. It's said that it has existed for thousands of years. Although we've destroyed several experimental bases before, we still haven't shaken their foundation. That mysterious organization is dedicated to researching various high-level superhumans. In the near future, they will come looking for you. We need to stay by your side and take this opportunity to uproot them completely!"

"Middle-aged," Bai Zhengxuan said.

By the way, it feels really good to be able to spend time with the children.

They were so happy that they wanted to strangle the two old geezers on the bus and take their place.

But it just won't work!

Who told them to be our past selves!

Without them, there would be no them.

The Milky Way is dazzling.

Under the cool moonlight, the three of them talked for a very long time.

They started by discussing the script, but later it was mostly Leng Yebai talking while the other two listened.

They listened attentively, and even Leng Yebai, who was not talkative, said a lot.

They were talking about Xiao Zhu.

From three months before the apocalypse to several months after, Leng Yebai recounted how his family had illegally raised funds, risking imprisonment for life.

The two of them listened very attentively, as if they had done those things themselves.

The sun gradually rose from the east, and the soft sunlight shone on the blue and white bus.

The bus doors slowly opened, and the family stretched and got off the bus.

"Shall we go somewhere else today?"

Bai Xizhu glanced at the lush greenery in the distance, feeling quite pleased.

The green plants exude a fresh and elegant fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Even if it contains all sorts of mutated animals and plants, it's still better than the exhaust fumes from factories in the apocalypse.

"……good."

Leng Yebai's voice was hoarse, like the sound of sandpaper being polished.

He talked all night last night, and his throat is burning now; he could totally scream like one of Zhang Yiming's men.

"What's wrong with your voice?" Bai Xizhu asked in surprise.

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