The villagers don't reject outsiders, but the outsiders reject the villagers.
He thought the villagers were all crazy, living with ugly monsters.
To normal people, zombies are monsters.
But the monster is also their family's precious treasure!
Nowadays, Taocun has severed ties with people from other villages.
It's not that the villagers abandoned the outside world; it's that everyone abandoned each other.
"Grandpa, we really didn't mean any harm. We just think the village is nice and came here for a stroll. It would be even better if we could make some friends!"
Bai Anhai smiled gently at the elderly man.
At the very beginning of the apocalypse, Bai Anhai was terrified and disgusted by zombies.
After so many days, he finally realized that there are good and bad zombies.
For example, Zhang Yiming, Fan Tangtang...
Bai Anhai's greatest desire has always been for peace.
Only with peace can he, as a lawyer, make money!
He hadn't earned any money in a long time and felt that he had no value in life.
Making money has become a habit for him. It's not that he loves money, but his wife and daughters are too extravagant spenders, and he always wants to give them the best.
Money only exists in peaceful societies.
Bai Anhai had always believed that the end of the world was far away.
In retrospect, it was not a vain endeavor.
Since the apocalypse, zombies and humans have been irreconcilable enemies, but this village has broken with convention.
It turns out that, even if it's not just their own family members who are highly skilled and daring, ordinary people can also accept living peacefully with zombies.
Tsk!
Bai Anhai secretly thought that if that day really came, there would definitely be more people going to court and more zombies!
You'll definitely strike it rich!
The old man seemed somewhat surprised to hear Bai Anhai's words, and a glimmer of light appeared in his weathered eyes.
"If everyone thought like you, that would be great."
The elderly man paused for a moment, and after a long while, he sighed.
Because humans and zombies live together, Peach Village has been completely isolated by neighboring villages.
Those people were afraid of Momomura and loathed Momomura.
Perhaps some people envy Momomura! But how many would actually accept living in Momomura?
In short, no matter how beautiful the peach blossoms in Taocun are, no one ever enters Taocun to admire them.
Because everyone in the neighborhood knows that there are many, many zombies in Peach Village, including a very powerful one, over time, people in the area have become afraid to approach Peach Village and have avoided it from a distance.
"There are good people and bad people in the world, good zombies and bad zombies. The zombies in our village are all good zombies, so there's nothing to be afraid of," Bai Anhai said. "Sometimes, people are more terrifying than zombies!"
He's a lawyer and has seen all sorts of cases.
Humans are truly more terrifying than zombies.
The old man seemed very satisfied with Bai Anhai's answer, and a kind smile appeared on his deeply lined face.
"Sir, how old are you this year?"
Bai Zhengxuan looked at the old man in front of him, who appeared to be over ninety years old, with a slight curiosity.
To be honest, the Bai family members, who had seen the world, had already vaguely guessed the old man's identity.
Isn't he just like Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang, a zombie king?
They were already used to it and nothing seemed strange to them.
After seeing so many zombie kings, I'm no longer surprised.
Moreover, so many ordinary people in the village aren't afraid of zombies and even dress them up neatly, so it's clear that this zombie king is a good one.
Ever since meeting Zhang Yiming and Fan Tangtang, the Bai family members have felt a strange sense of familiarity with the Zombie King.
"January 21st will be my 100th birthday!"
The elderly person's voice carried a hint of sadness when speaking.
January 21st marked the day the apocalypse was predicted.
When he was young, he and his wife were both soldiers in the War of Resistance against Japan. His wife died in battle, and he lived alone afterward.
He had no children his entire life.
On his 100th birthday, the young men in the village brought him a small piece of cake.
However, when the young man arrived at his house, he already had a wound on his hand from the monster's bite.
The cake fell to the ground, and the young man in front of him transformed from a handsome boy into a hideous monster.
He was a centenarian, so naturally he couldn't outrun the zombies, and he got bitten too.
He just didn't turn into a monster.
Even more fortunately, he was able to control those hideous monsters.
This helped reduce the number of casualties in the village.
Seeing the slightly bitter expression on the elderly man's face, the Bai family wisely refrained from asking any further questions.
"Hehe, let's not talk about that anymore. You guys have been playing here for a long time, haven't you? Why don't you come to my house for a drink of water!"
The old man shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about the past.
As the zombie king, he has a clearer understanding of a person's joys and sorrows.
He could sense a gentle aura emanating from the Bai family, without any of the fear or disgust that the people in the nearby villages exuded.
In fact, he "saw" a family taking pictures at the village entrance through the zombies.
I'm quite envious of them.
Therefore, when they were taking pictures, he didn't let the zombies bother them. He deliberately led the zombies around in a circle to avoid the area.
Because he is the zombie king, he also hopes that someone can see their village and see the world.
He believed that as long as there was a powerful enough zombie king like himself, all the monsters could be controlled.
Wouldn't the world then return to its former peace?
As a zombie himself, he believed that zombies simply lacked self-awareness, and that they would develop self-awareness once they evolved to a certain stage.
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