The zombie in the suit has regained its "sleek" appearance, with clean clothes and neatly separated hair.

The shovel covered in mud didn't get it all dirty.

He still looks like a white-collar worker.

"Farming?"

Bai Yifan raised an eyebrow.

It's not surprising that zombies farm; in Peach Village, zombies plant trees every day.

Under the command of high-level zombies, the zombies don't seem so scary after all.

Sometimes, I even find them kind of cute.

The zombie in the suit shook his head slightly, pointed behind him, and made a gesture toward Bai Yifan.

It's a gesture to say "don't go over."

"What's wrong?"

Bai Yifan scratched his head, not quite understanding what the zombie in the suit meant.

The zombie in the suit simply gestured for Bai Yifan not to come over, made two dry, hoarse sounds, and then slowly walked away carrying his shovel.

It still has tasks to complete!

The boss gave it a lot of crystal cores, so it had to quickly share some with its zombie underlings.

The boss likes things clean. The injured zombie underlings are all covered in blood, so it's best for them to absorb the crystal cores and heal their wounds as soon as possible.

Bai Yifan blinked as he watched the retreating figure of the zombie man in the suit.

After the zombie in the suit turned around, Bai Yifan noticed that it was carrying a backpack on its back.

The black backpack was bulging and looked heavy.

Bai Yifan decisively walked in the direction the zombie in the suit wouldn't let him pass.

Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well go and see what he can't see!

Perhaps because both Leng Yebai and Zhang Yiming could control zombies, the zombies in the whole village were very obedient. On this sunny morning, Bai Yifan was not afraid of the zombies at all.

Even a person dares to walk in one direction on their own.

Bai Yifan walked slowly along the empty road, occasionally revealing a smear of dark brown blood that hadn't been wiped clean.

Bai Yifan stood on tiptoe to look at the courtyards on both sides of the road. Through the windows, he could vaguely see the figures inside.

These are all Zhang Yiming's underlings.

Bai Yifan took out a milk tablet wrapped in tin foil from his pocket, unwrapped it, ate one, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and continued walking forward.

Some soil that had been thrown out could be vaguely seen on the ground.

It probably fell from the suit-wearing zombie's shovel.

Bai Yifan walked forward with great interest, following the scattered specks of soil.

The journey is quite long.

Bai Yifan glanced back at the village behind him, then looked at the endless path ahead, feeling a little uneasy.

Should we go over there?

Bai Yifan stood there for five minutes, thinking, and then decided not to go over.

It's too far. It would be troublesome if that madman from yesterday came here.

Bai Yifan turned around, preparing to go back.

I've been out for almost half an hour, I'm exhausted, let's go back and eat!

Turning around, Bai Yifan saw a hideous zombie carrying a shovel coming towards him.

Bai Yifan recognized the zombie; it was one of Zhang Yiming's underlings, and a rather high-ranking one at that.

It wore a cartoon hat with Doraemon printed on it, looked somewhat short, but exuded a strong sense of malevolence.

This is a level four zombie.

His older sister's superpower is also at the fourth level.

The short, rotting zombie glanced at Bai Yifan with its dull, decaying eyes, gave a very gentlemanly slight curtsy, then shouldered its shovel, carried an empty backpack, and continued walking along the road.

Bai Yifan glanced at the polite, short zombie, then at the empty road, and followed.

Bai Yifan was always afraid of zombies, but he wasn't afraid of this seemingly polite zombie.

Most importantly, both Leng Yebai and Zhang Yiming are high-level zombies and are not afraid of being bitten by zombies.

In layman's terms, he has very powerful connections.

The short zombie glanced back blankly at Bai Yifan, then continued walking forward.

Bai Yifan caught up with the short zombie in a few steps, then took out a milk tablet wrapped in tin foil from his pocket. He skillfully peeled off the foil, revealing the white milk tablet.

"Do you... want some?"

Bai Yifan tilted his head and looked at the short zombie in front of him.

The Doraemon hat on the short zombie's head paused, and its rotting mouth slowly opened, revealing black saliva.

Bai Yifan threw the milk tablet directly into the mouth of the short zombie.

Click, click.

The short zombie chewed expressionlessly, showing no sign of enjoying its food, as if it were just chewing air out of boredom.

The short zombie was about the same height as Bai Yifan, and its rotting face made it impossible to guess its age. The two of them walking together looked somewhat like students walking together.

Along the way, apart from the occasional bits of dirt falling from the ground, there really wasn't much else.

After walking for about two kilometers, Bai Yifan finally saw a blurry figure ahead.

Judging from its bizarrely twisted body, it is a zombie.

Bai Yifan clicked his tongue in amazement.

Even after being away from the village for so long, Zhang Yiming's brainwaves can still control the zombies; this is beyond impressive.

That's already considered godlike.

The figure stood quietly; Bai Yifan's arrival did not drive it mad with bloodlust.

That glimpse of brainwave made its body tremble, and it dared not overstep its bounds even by half a step.

The short zombie and Bai Yifan quickly arrived in front of the figure.

It really was a zombie. Not only did it have a rotting appearance, but it was also dirtier than a regular zombie.

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