The male zombie in the suit walked out of the living room with stiff steps, carrying a pink makeup bag and sporting a grotesque, howling makeup.
Zhang Yiming stared into thought as he watched the retreating figure of the zombie man in the suit.
When I have time, I should still teach the zombies about aesthetics.
Zombies like the man in the suit have a strong ability to imitate; they have a weak sense of self and love to mimic others.
Imagine your zombie underlings, all sporting bizarre and unsightly makeup, following behind you.
That's so stupid!
He's not Leng Yebai; he doesn't need this kind of silly little brother.
Fan Tangtang glanced at the suit-clad zombie who had just emerged, blinked obediently, and didn't dare say it wasn't good-looking.
I was afraid that Aunt Wang would also put on makeup for me.
Fan Tangtang whispered in the old zombie's ear, "Grandpa, don't stand here anymore, go back quickly!"
To avoid being dragged in for makeup in a little while.
He runs fast, so there's not much to worry about.
Grandpa's legs are stiff; if he were to be dragged to get his makeup done, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.
"Grandpa~ Grandpa~"
The old zombie uttered two syllables in its throat as a response to Fan Tangtang, and stood still.
Its grandson is here; it can't go anywhere else.
"Fan Tangtang, go back and do your math problems!"
Fan Liping gets a headache whenever he hears the word "grandfather".
Before retiring from the criminal life, Mr. Fan was a big shot in his own right, a notorious local bully. Everyone had to call him "Big Brother."
Now when he sees someone, he calls them "Grandpa".
What a huge difference!
Hopefully, once his zombie father gains some intelligence, he won't kill Fan Tangtang.
"oh."
Fan Tangtang responded, then reluctantly turned back to wink at Bai Xizhu before dragging the old zombie away.
Hopefully, when the older brother's sister hits Brother Zhang later, the commotion will be a bit bigger.
He can come and watch then.
He couldn't imagine what it would be like to see the arrogant Brother Zhang get beaten up.
However, the thought of Brother Zhang being beaten made Fan Tangtang burst out laughing.
"Doing math problems?" Bai Xizhu stared blankly at Fan Tangtang's back.
Zombies doing math problems?
What kind of operation is this?
Are you taking the college entrance exam?
"Thinking more will make it easier for zombies to absorb crystal cores, making them smarter and leveling up faster," Zhang Yiming explained.
He had seen all sorts of zombies, each with its own unique characteristics.
Most zombies can increase their rank by consuming flesh and blood.
There are only so many survivors; it's impossible for all zombies to evolve.
A small number of zombies that have already developed a weak sense of consciousness can evolve by absorbing crystal cores.
This is only a small fraction of a small fraction. Their absorption of crystal nuclei is unintentional, and their evolution only accelerates as their consciousness becomes clearer.
For people like him and Fan Tangtang, whose consciousness is fully awakened, they only need to keep exercising their brains and absorbing crystal cores to advance in rank faster.
Whether it's a human, a zombie, or a mutated animal, all of them have undergone changes in their brains.
Exercising the brain can activate the hypothalamus, and when absorbing the crystal nucleus, it can effectively incorporate supernatural abilities into one's own.
"I see."
Bai Xizhu was slightly dazed.
When she was confined in the research institute, in addition to being injected with various drugs, she was sometimes made to watch movies and TV series.
Those movies and TV shows were all about the end of the world, and those images stimulated her brain.
Make sure she doesn't become sluggish or stop thinking while she's confined to the lab.
"It's getting late, why don't you stay for dinner?"
Zhang Yiming glanced out the window; the sun had somehow moved to its zenith.
Before we knew it, we had been chatting for quite a while.
Who knows what it will be like when we meet again after this parting?
Even if the Bai family accepts the fact that he is a zombie, there are still many people in the world who do not agree with him as a zombie with his own thoughts.
Perhaps, the next time we meet.
There will be two camps.
Zhang Yiming's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment before returning to normal.
For him, there is no such thing as faction or not.
What he wanted was to become human, a human like Xiaozhu.
He collected so many zombie minions just to see the end of zombie evolution.
"good!"
Bai Anhai glanced out the window and quickly responded.
It's already past March, and the weather has gotten much hotter.
In the warm spring of March, when the spring breeze is gentle, the midday sun is scorching.
The bus was parked far away, and I was too lazy to walk back to cook.
It was his turn to cook today, but he wanted to slack off.
Since Zhang Yiming had invited them to stay for dinner, Fan Liping and his wife naturally headed towards the kitchen.
Zhang Yiming doesn't usually eat, and the kitchen is only used by the two of them, but it's always stocked with a lot of food.
Every time Zhang Yiming returned from outside, he would bring some food for humans.
Sometimes, he would just stare blankly at these things.
Fan Liping and his wife thought that perhaps he wanted to return to the time when he was human!
Fan Tangtang is still young and has a vague understanding of his identity, but he doesn't feel that things are any different now than before.
The only difference is that the food has changed.
Zhang Yiming, a vibrant college student who should have been enjoying the joys of youth, turned into a zombie.
He endured more and a heavier burden than Fan Tangtang.
Aside from his gentle and sunny demeanor in front of the Bai family, Zhang Yiming rarely smiles when you're alone with them.
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