"No time like the present! Let's all turn into zombies, abandon the safe haven, and go wherever we want! Let's not let the zombie virus stop us!"
"Only by correctly accepting the zombie virus and undergoing its baptism can we truly defeat it and complete the evolution from human to zombie king!"
"You can't hear the location of Happy Valley now, but that's okay. Once you turn into zombies, you'll find your own paradise!"
...
The zombie king's broadcaster's voice began to come out intermittently on the radio, as if someone was fighting over a frequency.
Occasionally, a sweet human announcer will sing a beautiful song, trying to erase the zombie king's broadcaster's propaganda.
However, it didn't work; the zombie king broadcaster was still there.
It seems that this zombie king was once a highly skilled professional.
Even after Bai Xizhu's family had finished breakfast, the zombie king broadcaster was still promoting the wonders of Happy Valley.
The Bai family members naturally wouldn't have the urge to be grabbed by a zombie, but for some people who have lost faith in life, this is the quickest way to end their suffering.
Happy Valley, which is also the Happy Valley they want to go to.
The zombie king's broadcaster's absurd speech was not without effect. In various places, there were always some ordinary people who had lost faith and wanted to find a way out, who voluntarily let themselves be scratched by zombies.
Actively infected with the virus.
If they really become the zombie king, they will truly have no worries!
That was their only idea.
For most survivors, the Zombie King's broadcasts evoked fear.
I have a feeling that zombies can never be completely eradicated, and the apocalypse will never end.
"Take a break! The announcer isn't tired, but I'm exhausted from listening!"
Bai Zhengxuan turned off the radio, abruptly ending the cheerful voice of the zombie king broadcaster.
If he kept listening, even he might start to imagine being bitten by a zombie.
He's a third-tier ability user, so the possibility of him becoming a high-tier zombie is much greater. If he could really be sure that he would become the zombie king, Bai Zhengxuan might actually choose to join the zombie camp.
This single thought startled Bai Zhengxuan.
Even though life is so wonderful now, he still has this thought. Will the other survivors be able to resist the brainwashing of the zombie king's broadcaster?
As a retired teacher, Bai Zhengxuan clearly understood the impact of the broadcaster's words.
He doesn't have such good speaking skills when he's lecturing!
Where exactly is Happy Valley?
Bai Xizhu frowned as she looked at the rising sun outside the window. Despite it being the height of summer, she felt a chill in the air.
The struggle between humans and zombies seems to never end.
This is even more brutal than a war between two countries.
"If a sudden burst of energy has drastically changed our world, how did they deal with energy bursts in history?" Bai Zhengxuan suddenly remembered something. "In Chi You's era, everyone was a powerful being. If they were also affected by energy tides and had superpowers, why weren't they ruled by zombies?"
"The Yellow Emperor's daughter died on the battlefield and was resurrected, named Hanba," Bai Xizhu said. "Perhaps there were zombies in that era, but they were suppressed by the high-level zombie king who stood on the side of humans, so they did not survive."
The idea that energy tides also existed in history was something Bai Xizhu and Bai Zhengxuan deduced and guessed when they had nothing else to do. It's not true, but it's not necessarily false either.
According to various legends, especially those recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the "rumors" of ancient times have gradually become reality.
Rare flowers and exotic beasts, extraordinary people and events of immense strength, all became reality after the baptism of the tides.
"If the Land of Immortality truly exists," Bai Anhai frowned, "could the elixir of immortality that the First Emperor sought not have been an elixir, but rather the best path to becoming a zombie king?"
"Those terracotta warriors...?"
It's terrifying to think about.
Liu Jing only said a few words and then fell silent.
What follows is utterly absurd, without any basis, and is nothing short of a fantasy.
"Alright, no matter how much we think about it, it might not be true. That broadcaster only managed to distract us with the radio; he's already achieved his goal."
Wang Yiyun rubbed her temples and sighed almost imperceptibly.
Even though she thinks that zombies are making her rich, she still wants to go back to working at the crematorium she used to work at.
Even being exploited and having my wages docked by the manager is still more comfortable than wandering around looking at this world full of corpses.
"Yes! Let's not think about these things anymore!"
Liu Jing also shook her head, and a small scalpel for dissection was in her hand, which she kept rubbing in her hand.
She and her daughter-in-law weren't afraid of this damned apocalypse, but not all family members were as brave as they were!
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of knocking on the glass outside disrupted the family's thoughts.
Everyone turned to look at the car window and immediately saw the two elderly men, Wang and Liu, with their faces pressed against the glass.
Leng Yebai stood up and opened the car door, and Grandpa Wang's loud voice rang out in the bus.
"Old Bai, how have you guys been these past few days? You weren't scared out of your wits by the zombies, were you?" Grandpa Wang grinned and asked, "I think I smelled braised pork knuckle just now, you can't eat it all by yourself!"
When he and Lao Liu were preparing to return to the safe base that day, they discovered that the safe base had been surrounded by zombies at some point.
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