"Huh!" Quanjian exclaimed deliberately, exaggeratedly, "Yanliu, you're really ruthless, trying to dig out someone's zombie core?"

"A woman who isn't ruthless won't have a stable position!" Yan Liu's sinister smile didn't diminish. She raised her eyebrows, looking at him with unrestrained arrogance and domineering: "Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish!"

The mighty Queen of Quanjian, like a lackey, reached out and grabbed her arm, her smile utterly shameless and devoid of any queenly demeanor: "Yanliu, you and I are the best of friends in the world. If I ever see someone I don't like, you go and blow their head off, gouge out their eyes, and pull out their intestines to swing on a swing, okay?"

Yan Liu retorted directly: "I'll blow your high priest's head off, gouge out his eyes, and rip out his intestines to swing on a swing. Such a good thing, and now it's my turn?"

Yanliu was indeed full of resentment towards the High Priest. Even though the High Priest had asked her to send him good things every few days for the past half month, it couldn't quell her anger. Her eyes were filled with rage, and her whole body was burning with fire.

Look, see, listen! I want to blow his head off, gouge out his eyes, kill him, make him die. The high priest's life is over. He couldn't get what was destined for him, and he even missed out on the dragon egg's mother.

Indeed, no creature should be too confident, too self-centered, or too stubborn, or it will end up like her high priest, destined to be a lonely dragon.

Quanjian chuckled: "Yanliu, our High Priest is tough and resilient. If you hurt your hand, just ignore him and let him fend for himself."

Yan Liu replied confidently, "With his skin, he can't hurt me."

Quanjian exclaimed, "Wow! Your confidence makes my heart flutter. Why don't you reconsider me? I'll become the queen of the deep sea. I don't care about having offspring. If there's no one to inherit the throne, don't think about me being the same sex. How about that?"

Yan Liu chuckled and suggested, "How about in a few days, I'll have Hunter and Jiang Dandan come and stay in your room, right across from your High Priest's? What do you think?"

Quanjian was instantly convinced: "That's a great suggestion. Don't mention it again next time. Let's go see the zombies, let's go see the zombies right now."

Yan Liu snorted arrogantly, thinking, "You little brat, you think you can mess with me? You're asking for trouble."

Yan Liu estimates that there are hundreds of millions of zombies on Earth, hiding in places they think are safe, along with mutated beasts and infected animals, for over 3,000 years.

Over 3,000 years, they slowly evolved, never dying, and their evolutionary level kept rising. They no longer just knew how to eat raw meat, gnaw on raw meat, and tear off pieces of meat. Instead, they became capable of thinking and manipulating other lower-level zombies to hunt creatures for them and supply them.

The higher the rank, the higher they stand at the top of the zombie food chain, manipulating those of lower rank. However, they can never possess human emotions or reason like humans.

However, following Jiang Si's purification nine months ago, all life on Earth has evolved to varying degrees. Zombies were originally humans, and those who became zombies from humans were already quite intelligent. With the evolution of Earth and the nourishment of spiritual energy, they became even more intelligent and closer to being human, even able to speak, not to mention anything else.

Like those mutated beasts, they smelled the captivating scent of spiritual energy, blood, and flesh. Following the scent, they arrived outside the city built by Jiang Si.

Hundreds of thousands of mutated beasts lay outside the city every day, preventing them from making any rash moves and from attempting to fight a losing battle. They lay there for nearly nine months.

Over the course of those nine months, they grew smarter and smarter, becoming almost human-like. When they saw beautiful cities, moats, and people dressed neatly and smartly, they felt that their bodies had also evolved, no longer tattered and patchy.

Once the skin and flesh have healed, they shouldn't be covered in foul odors, dressed in tattered clothes like wild beasts. They want to look glamorous and have clothes to cover their bodies.

Their race was large enough that many of them reached higher levels, and even more of them possessed intelligence and consciousness like humans. They fought a war and selected ten kings to negotiate with the human race.

Agares knew about it three months ago, but kept putting it off until now before finally agreeing. When Yanliu found out, she volunteered to be their negotiator.

Her enthusiasm stemmed from a selfish motive: to upgrade the food supply. As the hunter, she needed to personally observe and analyze the situation to understand the enemy and herself, making things easier when she got back to work.

A long willow table lay across two willow trees, on which ten kings of zombies were made. These kings' faces had been restored, but there were no blood vessels; they were a little bluish and a little pale.

People who don't know the world might not believe that they are zombies, but many would believe that they are vampires who can't stand the sunlight.

The clothes they were wearing were made by Ah Zhi and his friends in the city—flowing robes and crisp short jackets—making them all look quite presentable.

Agares entrusted the matter to Yanliu for full handling, with Azhi, who had transformed into a tree, acting as a mediator. Countless combat robots had already surrounded the two Yanliu trees, facing the 10 zombie kings.

The mutated beasts were very close to them, about 500 meters away, each lying prone on the ground, as if they would rush up and bite their necks and gnaw off flesh at the slightest disturbance.

Zombies rely primarily on their sense of smell. For them, pleasant smells and the aroma of meat are the criteria for judging a person's beauty or ugliness.

Yanliu possesses pure plant-based spiritual power and is a tree that has consumed countless lives. The zombies both love and hate the scent emanating from her, yet dare not act recklessly.

It's just like they know that eating this piece of meat could bring them pleasure or death, so they are caught in a strange contradiction: on the one hand, they crave to eat her, and on the other hand, they are afraid to eat her.

However, everyone's gazes towards her were like red light bulbs, practically screaming that they wanted to eat her, eat her, eat her.

At the negotiating table, 10 zombie kings and Yanliu had seats, while everyone else stood, including Quanjian, who acted like a bodyguard and lackey, not to mention the beautiful companion spirits and trees.

Quanjian is a very outgoing and down-to-earth queen who can chat with anyone. For example, right now she is quietly discussing the 10 zombie kings with Azhi.

A-Zhi's gaze followed the words uttered from her mouth as she looked at the 10 zombie kings. She felt that what she said made sense, that she was right, absolutely right. They were truly ugly, but also incredibly handsome.

After listening to the ten zombies' stories, Yan Liu cursed, "Do you think you've evolved for 3,000 years and are invincible? You're so arrogant that you expect us to build you a city and send you a beautiful woman and a handsome man like A-Zhi?"

"We want to build the city here, give you these two trees, and give you a share of everything we own. What the hell are you thinking?"

The leader of the zombie kings opened his mouth in a hoarse voice: "Our race numbers 700 million. If you do not agree, I will give the order, and my race will raze this place to the ground."

Before Yanliu could fully unleash his power, they were unaware of the danger: "You've flattened this place, so you've only evolved your flesh and blood, not your brains."

The zombie king was very willful, believing that his tribe was powerful enough to control them. He was extremely arrogant and asked her, "Just say yes or no. If you agree, we'll wait for you to build us a city. If you don't agree, we'll lead our tribe to eat you."

Yanliu, with its fiery temper, believes that all things are equal, but food is not. It will only settle down once the food is in its mouth and digested.

She rolled up her sleeves, stood up from her seat, and flicked out the willow branch of her cigarette...

Unexpectedly... before the willow branch could even reach the zombie king who was speaking, Shu Xubai, who descended from the sky, stepped on the zombie king's head and stomped it into the ground.

Yan Liu's pupils constricted, and she snapped her willow branch back. She flipped over, bracing herself on the table, and came to Shu Xubai. Looking at this man with bloodshot eyes, an icy face, long hair flying, a murderous aura, a bloody smell, and a cold demeanor, she immediately began to complain: "Old Bai, you're back! These bastards want to surpass you and become the zombie king, to rule the earth!"