He always charged to the front lines of the battle against zombies, never retreating or fearing, and always standing in front of everyone to protect them. He was like a king, leading his troops and becoming someone they revered.

Shen Wangshu thought the title was excellent, although Nan Lan always complained that it was even more disgusting than "Queen of Fire." However, Shen Wangshu believed it stemmed from deep-seated jealousy and resolutely refused to acknowledge it. In this apocalyptic world where even A Tu had the title "Mountain Master," what was wrong with the Xuan King?!

Moreover, Ah Xuan did indeed save many people.

Without Ah Xuan, Nan Lan and Ah Guang alone could contend with high-level zombies, but the base wouldn't be what it is today.

Without their bold move to occupy more zombie-infested areas and even move away from the base to receive survivors, the base wouldn't have prospered so quickly.

Without Ah Xuan, the base would be even more defensive and resistant to taking the initiative.

When Ah Xuan is around, it does give people fighting zombies more courage.

Shen Wangshu felt that Ah Xuan truly deserved the title.

“Someone outside called for help and even knew to burn their clothes to use the smoke to guide us. That’s pretty clever. A little girl gave it to me. Try it.” Shen Wangshu smiled and stuffed the bag of candy into Nan Lan’s hand. Seeing that she hesitated for a moment before eating one that she didn’t like, she knew that Nan Lan was appreciating the kindness of the survivors. She smiled and said, “This is much better than smoking.”

Nan Lan wasn't a heavy smoker, but she always liked to have a cigarette when she was thinking or had some free time. Although Shen Wangshu thought Nan Lan looked good smoking, shouldn't she avoid smoking if possible?

She collected a lot of cigarettes, but she intended to sell them for money later.

"Heh..." A-Guang eagerly pulled out cigarettes from his pocket, and then hid behind Shen Wangshu with a smug smile.

Sure enough, Nan Lan patted his head approvingly.

She and A-Guang had been working together for some time, and she had come to respect the boy she had saved before, considering him a partner she could entrust her life to.

Ah Guang blushed, twisting the hem of his clothes, and gave Shen Wangshu a look that said, "You're so tactless."

Shouldn't the light bulb automatically go out at this point?

"Are you alright?" Ning's father and mother wiped their hands and carefully walked out from the middle of the sweet potato seedlings. Seeing Ah Xuan jumping off the SUV, they greeted him with a smile, "Ah Xuan, are you alright too?"

Zombies don't need to worry about getting hurt, especially since Ah Xuan's wounds can heal after absorbing crystal core energy. However, every time he comes back, Father Ning always asks him a question with concern, just like he asks Shen Wangshu and the others. As Shen Wangshu and the others become the base's top combat force, Father Ning's status has also risen accordingly, but he has declined all the enthusiastic invitations.

He recently stayed home and tended to these sweet potatoes.

“…Thank you, Uncle, Father…” Ah Xuan walked over with the most steady steps Shen Wangshu had ever seen, and said politely.

He looked upright, tall and imposing, exuding a trustworthy and steady strength, and his expression was extremely serious.

There was absolutely no fawning or playfulness in front of Shen Wangshu.

He even bent down to look at his stiff body, as if paying homage to Ning's father.

She's also a talented actress.

Shen Wangshu turned her head away speechlessly and silently covered her face.

This zombie is very cunning!

“Oh, not at all…” Ning’s father was subconsciously waving his hand to answer the question when he suddenly stopped.

His face showed shock as he stared blankly at the tall, reserved, dark-haired man in front of him.

"You, you, you!" How come you can talk?

The sudden response left Ning's father completely bewildered, and the small shovel in his hand clattered to the ground.

The fact that Ah Xuan could speak was too much of a shock. Although everything had become fantastical after the apocalypse, and Ning's father considered himself well-informed and unsurprised by anything, the fact that a zombie could talk, and even speak politely, left him speechless. He was unaware that Nan Lan and the others behind him were also staring at Ah Xuan with distorted eyes, mouths agape, looking at him foolishly for a long time before finally asking, with great difficulty, "How come you can talk?"

"Father-in-law," the zombie said, his pronunciation perfect.

He went from being called my uncle at the beginning to being called my father-in-law, who is now much closer to me.

Shen Wangshu chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

"Ah, ah..." Ning's father responded unconsciously with two sounds, then suddenly shivered.

"This..." The feeling of being addressed as father-in-law by a zombie with politeness and respect is something that only those who have experienced it can truly understand.

Ning's father felt utterly miserable, yet when he saw the black-haired man before him—who, though still possessing gray eyes and sharp teeth, stood there imposingly like a mountain—he realized he was different from the zombie who used to just roll around. This man could think, knew human etiquette, and even had memories of his past. So how was this person different from before?

Ning's father's gaze softened.

"Sigh!" He hesitated for a moment, then accepted Ah Xuan's way of addressing him.

In his heart, Ah Xuan was indeed his daughter's husband.

They endured such vile zombies before, so how could they abandon such a filial and respectful son-in-law now?

He beamed and patted Ah Xuan's shoulder, revealing a loving expression.

“…Mom.” Ah Xuan bowed slightly to Ning’s father, then called out to Ning’s mother.

"Oh!" Ning's mother didn't expect such a good thing to happen. She felt that her daughter had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel. She didn't care whether Ah Xuan was a zombie or a human. She only knew that he was good to her daughter, which was more important than anything else.

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