Upon seeing this stubborn black blood, the Zombie King Zhang Yiming was instantly enveloped in a murderous aura, which almost solidified into a tangible form.
A violent aura filled my mind, and I wanted to destroy everything I saw.
Whenever I encounter something irritating, this violent feeling quickly fills my mind.
This time is no different.
However, the hostility and tyranny were fleeting and did not bother him too much.
Today is the best day for him in all these years since the apocalypse.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming turned around and took a deep look in Bai Xizhu's direction. Even though he hadn't smiled in a long time, a smile still unconsciously appeared on his face.
Under the bright sunshine, the smile on the face of Zombie King Zhang Yiming was warm and comforting.
Like any college student in the 21st century, they are full of energy and vitality.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming bent down slightly, his slender fingers quickly untying his shoelaces, taking off his shoes stained with black blood, leaving him only in clean white socks, and boarded the bus.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming didn't touch anything, but carefully picked up the moisture-proof mat in the living room, grabbed the broom and dustpan, tensed his body, and quickly got off the bus.
After getting off the car, he put on the shoes he had left outside and strode towards the Bai family's direction.
Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, happened to see the zombie king Zhang Yiming taking off his shoes and getting into the car. His eyes, which had seen many hardships, revealed a hint of doubt.
In the ten years since the apocalypse, he has seen several zombie kings who resemble humans. They have all lost their original nature and become cruel and bloodthirsty.
They don't care about the virus on their bodies. When they're in a good mood, they blend into the crowd and try their best to infect the survivors with the virus on their bodies.
This seems to be their pleasure.
They are bloodthirsty and brutal. Once their identities are revealed, they will go on a killing spree, never caring about the lives of the survivors.
Rumor has it that the zombie king Zhang Yiming is the most brutal zombie.
But what he saw now was not the bloodthirsty, berserk zombie of legend, but a gentle young man next door.
If it weren't for the murderous aura that occasionally emanated from him, he would almost doubt his own eyes and wonder if he had mistaken a zombie for a zombie.
The Zombie King, Zhang Yiming, ignored the middle-aged man, Bai Zhengxuan, who was scrutinizing him, and simply focused on sweeping up the withered branches and leaves nearby.
He was very serious, his slender fingers gripping the broom tightly, sweeping away the leaves on the ground bit by bit, with occasional scorching flames appearing from his fingertips, burning the small insects on the ground to death.
Bai Zhengxuan noticed that the flame in his hand was bright and hot, without any black mist swirling around it.
The black mist is a unique skill of the Zombie King. That black mist contains a large amount of virus, which can turn people into zombies.
The flames released by Zombie King Zhang Yiming at this moment were pure fire energy, without the black mist that entangles zombies.
Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, blinked, but still did not let his guard down.
Bai Xizhu felt that Zhang Yiming was acting strangely today; he seemed to have too much of a violent aura about him.
It was hot, and seeing everyone sweating profusely as they prepared the ingredients, Bai Xizhu ran to the bus and grabbed some popsicles.
The bus has a refrigerator in its kitchen. The Bai family doesn't often cook on the bus; when there are no outsiders around, they cook and eat in the open space.
Therefore, the refrigerator in the bus is basically filled with snacks.
Summer is here, and popsicles are a must.
Bai Xizhu distributed popsicles to everyone, and finally came to the zombie king Zhang Yiming, who was working diligently with his head down.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming lowered his head and carefully swept the ground, secretly glancing at Bai Xizhu before quickly staring back at the ground, pretending to be nonchalant.
He naturally doesn't eat human food.
After he first turned into a zombie, he tried to act like a normal person and eat human food.
However, human food is tasteless and not very useful after being eaten; one has to use their special abilities to forcibly absorb the food in their stomach.
He had no craving for food.
However, he secretly coveted the popsicle in those fair hands.
"Zhang Yiming, take a break! You don't need to sweep so clean!"
Bai Xizhu approached the Zombie King, Zhang Yiming, and handed him an ice pop.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming put the broom aside, took out a tissue from his pocket, carefully wiped his fingers, and then took the popsicle by the corner of his hand.
He was careful not to touch Bai Xizhu's fair fingers.
His skin was covered with black blood.
Beneath her fair skin was red blood.
"You've been acting strange lately," Bai Xizhu asked the question she wanted to ask.
Zhang Yiming seems to be getting more and more aggressive. Will he lose control of himself?
"...Is that so?" Zombie King Zhang Yiming said softly with a gentle expression, "It's probably because I haven't been with you...humans for too long, so my aura is always hard to hide."
He had never been able to control the violent emotions surging in his mind as he was now.
He used to not care about these things, but now he regrets it.
If he had known he would see her again, he would never have indulged himself so much, letting himself become more and more filthy.
Looking at the sincere and warm smile in the eyes of Zombie King Zhang Yiming, Bai Xizhu had no more doubts.
Zhang Yiming is still Zhang Yiming.
The reason he exudes such a menacing aura is probably because he's a zombie!
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