Humans may not accept the existence of zombies, and Zhang Yiming may not always suppress the zombies' instincts and allow them to create value for humanity.

It's too difficult for zombies to completely suppress their instincts; if their will isn't strong, they'll completely succumb to the desire to devour flesh and blood.

Zhang Yiming can suppress his instincts now, but what about in the future?

Can he always restrain his instincts? Instincts ingrained in one's bones are not so easy to eradicate.

Even Bai Zhengxuan himself didn't think he could control himself if he turned into a zombie!

"Captain Zhang Gong once said that we can find the answer in the Kunlun Mountains. The ice and snow outside have melted, so let's go before winter comes!"

Bai Xizhu said it seemingly casually.

"Okay, the weather's not bad. Let's come back before winter!"

Bai Zhengxuan nodded without refuting.

It's just the Kunlun Mountains. There are many mutated animals and plants there, and possibly mysterious and powerful creatures, but we can handle all of them.

Bai Zhengxuan was not worried.

"Xiao Fan, since Grandpa has agreed, let's go to Kunlun Mountain tomorrow! Here's a map, familiarize yourself with the route first."

Bai Xizhu handed a map to Bai Yifan.

The space is never short of maps, both electronic and paper versions, there's something for everyone.

"Aren't we going to Kunlun Mountain? Why did you give me a map of Mount Tai, sis?"

Bai Yifan's eyes widened, realizing that his older sister was still half asleep.

"They gave you the wrong one. Have your sister find you a new one."

Bai Zhengxuan paused in his chopping, walked directly to Bai Yifan, snatched the map from his hand, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

Bai Zhengxuan moved so fast that Bai Yifan didn't even have time to react.

quiet--

Not only was Bai Yifan stunned, but even Bai Anhai was a little confused.

“I suspect that the Kunlun Mountain Captain Zhang mentioned is the ancient Kunlun Mountain, which is not the present Kunlun Mountain, but Mount Tai. Grandpa, do you know something about it?”

Bai Xizhu tilted her head and looked at Bai Zhengxuan with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

With a snap.

The kitchen knife in Bai Zhengxuan's hand fell to the ground.