"Even if you say that, I still don't believe that Zhang Yiming will become the kind of brutal zombie king you described in the future."
Bai Zhengxuan still looked unconvinced.
Zhang Yiming's image as a model student and outstanding class leader was truly endearing to the teachers.
Who would have believed he would become the main villain in a novel?
He's still the kind of villain who destroys the world and humanity.
"That's the truth, we've seen it with our own eyes. If we don't stop it, you'll see a hellish future."
In his middle age, Bai Zhengxuan knew that his past self might not accept it.
If he didn't know that Zhang Yiming was the Zombie King, he wouldn't have believed that Zhang Yiming, who had the face of a good student, could be so brutal.
That was the truth, and he had no choice but to believe it.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, was somewhat speechless.
My past self was truly sour, stinking, and stubborn.
I really want to beat him up.
But I was also afraid that my body was too weak to withstand such a beating, and if I really died, I would be the one who suffered.
I tolerated it.
"You're not making this up, are you? No matter what you say, I still don't believe you." Bai Zhengxuan picked his nose and rolled his eyes. "He's a good student!"
Even though Bai Zhengxuan had never seen Zhang Yiming's report card, his intuition from decades of teaching experience was enough to recognize a good student at a glance.
"He is the brutal zombie king. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do, but he must die."
In middle age, Bai Zhengxuan no longer looked at his stubborn past self; his gaze was firm.
For the sake of our own people's future, the future world must be a better place, and everything that could potentially turn the future into hell must be eliminated.
"You're so stubborn!" Bai Zhengxuan rolled his eyes at his future self again. "If I say he's a good student, then he's a good student. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet."
"What are we betting on?"
Bai Zhengxuan, a middle-aged man, took a deep breath, forcing himself not to punch the irritating face in front of him.
Oh well, let's just consider my past self as "young and impetuous"!
“If Zhang Yiming doesn’t become the kind of zombie king you described in the future, then you win.” Bai Zhengxuan smiled with narrowed eyes. “If Zhang Yiming really does become that kind of brutal zombie king, then I curse my future self to be eaten, consider it the price for my poor judgment of character.”
Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan: ...
The Bai family: ...
This curse sounds incredibly powerful, leaving the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan speechless.
"Fine, believe it or not." The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan decided not to argue with Bai Zhengxuan anymore.
They really are "young and impetuous," completely unaware that people's hearts will eventually change.
"Grandpa, will Zhang Yiming really become that kind of zombie king in the future?" Bai Xizhu frowned, still not believing it.
Of course.
No.
The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Bai Zhengxuan spoke at the same time.
The same person said completely opposite things.
An old man with white hair, from the present.
A black-haired figure with a crown, from the future.
"Let's leave it at that! We'll talk about the future later." Bai Xizhu smiled.
Perhaps it was because of a certain event that Zhang Yiming turned into a brutal zombie king.
The incident hasn't even happened yet, so it's too early to convict or anything like that.
The trajectory of his life has already changed, and perhaps Zhang Yiming's life will change as well.
In his middle age, Bai Zhengxuan glanced silently at Bai Xizhu, whose eyebrows were curved, and did not refute her.
She still firmly believed that Zhang Yiming would harm all of humanity in the future, but she didn't say it aloud.
He could refute anyone, but he didn't want to offend Bai Xizhu.
Since that's what my granddaughter thinks, then let's just go with that.
Everything that needed to be said has been said.
Bai Zhengxuan, in his middle age, glanced almost imperceptibly at Bai Anhai and saw the thoughtful expression on his face, knowing that his words had had an effect.
If one day he and middle-aged Liu Jing are corrected by the world, he believes his son will understand what he should do.
I know my own son well. He seems refined and gentle and likes to persuade people with reason.
In fact, if it were to protect his family, he would be willing to use any means necessary and abandon all principles.
Perhaps neither my past self nor Xiaozhu believed what I said, but Xiaohai definitely will.
This is a rationality unique to lawyers.
Bai Anhai's eyes deepened, his fingers tightened slightly, and he had already made up his mind.
If one day Zhang Yiming really does something to destroy the base or harm his family, he will definitely take action.
Don't underestimate him just because he's only a third-tier ability user; Zhang Yiming is the Zombie King.
As a lawyer, he never relied on force, but on his intellect.
He will stop at nothing to protect his family.
Even if the other party is the zombie king, he will not let it go if they dare to harm his family.
“I think we have other things to do, so we’ll really be leaving this time.” The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan smiled at the silent Bai Anhai.
Aren't you coming with us?
Bai Xizhu suddenly grabbed the arms of the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing, her eyes filled with deep reluctance.
I finally met my future grandparents, and I really want to live with them.
“We really have something very important to do. If we finish everything one day, we’ll need Xiaohai’s help to take care of us in our old age.”
In his middle age, Bai Zhengxuan affectionately ruffled Bai Xizhu's hair, glancing reluctantly at the Bai family members.
At this moment, I really want to kill my past self and take her place.
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