"Xiao Ming, have you heard about the Human Survivors Alliance recently?"
With nothing else to do and fearing he might crash his car and fly into the sky again, Bai Anhai decided to chat with Zhang Yiming a bit more.
Looking at my daughter's speed, she's even crazier than Bai Yifan. I wonder when she'll crash into a car.
I've been staring out the window the whole time, and the pressure is immense!
"I know, Zhang Gong's strength is not bad."
Zhang Yiming spoke gently, his face expressionless, as if he were praising a student who usually does well in school.
Plain and uneventful.
"So, between him and you, who is the most powerful?"
Bai Anhai asked gossipily.
He thought Zhang Yiming was quite impressive. Although he was a bit too refined, his ability to control zombies was stronger than any zombie he had ever seen.
Zhang Gong is the captain of the Human Survivors Alliance. He can easily pull out an eighth-tier crystal core, so his strength should not be underestimated.
Compared to Zhang Yiming, Zhang Gong seems to be more capable.
However, Bai Anhai felt that Zhang Yiming was unfathomable and might be hiding powerful energy that he had not yet revealed.
Moreover, he is the zombie king, capable of commanding a large number of zombies, putting human survivors at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
"We haven't faced each other yet, so we don't know yet. We'll have to fight to determine the winner."
Zhang Yiming narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no murderous intent in them.
He had heard of Zhang Gong before; from the scattered brainwaves of the zombies, he could see that Zhang Gong's abilities were superior to his own.
However, he is a zombie, and what he possesses is not only superpowers, but also an endless horde of zombies.
Therefore, if he were to truly face Zhang Gong and fight to the death, he might not necessarily lose.
"...Let's not fight."
Bai Anhai's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
He was terrified that his words might ignite a major war between human survivors and zombies.
He didn't want to become a sinner against humanity.
"If he doesn't provoke me, I naturally won't take action."
Zhang Yiming's eyes curved slightly, his smile warm and sunny, his face devoid of the mania and bloodlust typical of zombies.
Only in front of the Bai family would he show such an innocent smile, truly revealing his emotions.
Bai Anhai looked at Zhang Yiming, who had the appearance of a sunny, cheerful young man, and sighed slightly.
If it weren't for this zombie virus, the young man in front of me would be growing up on a university campus, just like my daughter, anxiously anticipating the next stage of his life.
Zhang Yiming noticed Bai Anhai's barely perceptible sigh and subconsciously glanced at Bai Xizhu's back in the driver's seat.
What a wonderful world it would be if there were no zombie virus!
His bright eyes dimmed slightly.
His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his slender fingers gripped the handle with increased force, his fingertips turning white, whiter than normal skin.
Like a vampire from Western legends.
Zhang Yiming saw his bloodless fingers and his increasingly pale face in the rearview mirror.
He twitched his lips slightly, then let them fall back in resignation.
His dim eyes shifted away, looking at the scenery rushing past the window.
The trees on both sides rushed past, and the drive was very smooth; not a single zombie charged at the speeding car.
Looking around, apart from the lush green plants, there was not a trace of decay in the world.
For a fleeting moment, Zhang Yiming stubbornly conjured up the idea in his mind that the world was normal, that he wasn't a zombie, and that there were no zombies in the world.
Let the car keep going!
Even if the figure in front of him doesn't belong to him, it's fine.
The sunlight was within his reach; he could touch it simply by raising his hand.
That's good.
Throughout the journey, Zhang Yiming's mind was racing, and for a moment, the raging emotions of devouring flesh and blood were thrown to the back of his mind.
Creak, creak.
Zhang Yiming's fingers tightened around the handle more and more, and the handle emitted a faint scream.
Zhang Yiming was completely unaware that his delusions were growing increasingly wild.
In tens of thousands of imagined scenarios, Leng Yebai died 9,999 times, and he even fantasized about the scene of his wedding afterwards.
"Xiao Ming? Zhang Yiming!"
Bai Xizhu's voice pulled Zhang Yiming back to reality. Looking at Bai Xizhu, who had turned around and was speaking to him, Zhang Yiming's eyes gradually calmed down from their previous madness.
"What happened to you? I called you several times and you didn't hear me!"
Bai Xizhu looked at Zhang Yiming, whose face had been blank for a moment, and felt a little curious.
I thought that after Zhang Yiming turned into a zombie, he wouldn't be as absent-minded as he was in school, but I didn't expect that he's still the same as before, spacing out from time to time.
Little did she know, Zhang Yiming was not a simpleton at all; he only acted this way in front of her.
To his classmates, he was a recognized academic genius, the class monitor, and the president of the school's student council.
He was never a silly goose who only knew how to fantasize.
"No, nothing. Is there something you need?"
Zhang Yiming immediately put on a sunny smile, looking harmless and not at all like someone caught doing something wrong.
The only problem was that they were gripping the handle way too tightly.
"I was just about to ask where you live. Now that we're near the safe base, we'll take you back first," Bai Xizhu said.
Because Zhang Yiming had been to the Yunhua Security Base twice, Bai Xizhu subconsciously felt that Zhang Yiming's place should be quite close to the security base.
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