After each ride, I clean it thoroughly.
That's strange, really strange.
Bang!
The door made a soft sound.
Zhang Yiming walked out of the living room and strode towards the yard.
Fan Tangtang sensed a powerful and dangerous aura approaching, and quickly shrank back, silently hiding in the corner by the door with Grandpa Fan, the zombie.
The little blue zombie swayed, its blank gaze fixed on Zhang Yiming, its body trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Yiming's aura was too powerful; even though it was trembling all over, it remained motionless.
Zhang Yiming didn't stop and strode off in one direction.
He headed towards the Fire Phoenix Security Base.
...
A few days later, in Shanghai.
Zombie King Zhang Yiming sped along the roads day and night, never stopping except to refuel.
As a zombie, the word "rest" was foreign to him.
A sleek black motorcycle recklessly drove into the zombie-infested street.
This is Shanghai, where skyscrapers rise from the ground.
The once clean and wide streets are now filled with hideous zombies.
On the clean exterior walls of the high-rise buildings, black and red blood splattered on them, and after drying and congealing, occasional fragments fell down.
The iconic buildings were splattered with black blood and were unrecognizable, making the place feel eerie even in broad daylight.
On the streets, zombies huddled together in heaps, and the slightest sound could make them howl for a long time.
The howls of zombies filled the entire city, making it seem like a ghost town.
Ordinary zombies are everywhere on the streets, and there are also quite a few level one zombies.
There are many zombies here, many high-level zombies, and many people with superpowers.
There are still more superhumans than zombies. Even second-tier superhumans have to carefully avoid areas with many zombies and try to survive.
This is Shanghai, a city with a large population. Before the apocalypse, competition was fierce, and after the apocalypse, the competition is even fiercer.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
