Another day and night have passed.
The zombie horde marched very slowly and for a long time.
The front of the group was almost at the seaside, while the zombies at the back were still slowly making their way inland.
Every now and then, zombies would join the group.
There are no zombies left within a thousand miles of this place.
Zhang Yiming, along with Xiao Lan Zombie and many other zombie kings, stood on the beach, watching tens of thousands of ordinary and high-level zombies enter the sea one after another.
Every now and then, a gigantic beast would appear in the sea, opening its blood-red maw to swallow the horde of zombies.
But there were just too many zombies. No matter how many they swallowed, they were only a few scattered ones. Countless black tides continued to flow out to sea.
The zombie's rotting flesh came into direct contact with the seawater, and the black flesh was washed away, turning somewhat white, with some black chunks even falling off.
The seawater had almost turned black.
These will not affect marine life.
Ever since a wealthy person who wishes to remain anonymous planted a bunch of hibiscus trees in the sea, the seawater has become much more vibrant with life.
There are also fewer and fewer examples of marine life being contaminated by decay.
Once the Fusang tree grows a bit larger and the zombie creatures gradually die out, the ocean and land will become a pristine land.
No more decaying creatures will ever appear again.
These zombies' target is the Earth's tectonic plate that is furthest from China. It would take them countless months to reach their destination by wandering in the ocean.
The zombies' brainwaves are the best compass. Zhang Yiming's command to them is to go home, and the definition of home is the definition Zhang Yiming gives them.
"Big brother, can we leave later?"
As the horde of zombies continued to enter the sea, Fan Tangtang's eyes were filled with hesitation.
He couldn't disobey Zhang Yiming, but he really couldn't bear to leave his parents.
"We can wait two more days."
Zhang Yiming spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on the horde of zombies.
This was probably the first time he had seriously observed these zombies.
From the moment he learned his true identity, he developed a deep loathing for zombies, seeing himself as a sick human being.
They don't care about the life or death of zombies at all, and even hope that all zombies in the world will disappear immediately.
Today, for some reason, his gaze finally fell on the horde of zombies.
The sun was slowly rising, but its harsh sunlight was futile in its attempt to irritate the zombies.
They don't react to sunlight at all; it doesn't warm them or bring them any comfort.
The vast majority of zombies have blank expressions, like emotionless machines, barely maintaining the functioning of their bodies.
I don't know when I'll collapse to the ground and never get up again.
Occasionally, Zhang Yiming would see ordinary zombies huddled together, swimming towards the sea.
They were scattered by the waves and then came together again. Their faces looked expressionless, but Zhang Yiming could still sense the "feelings" between them through his brainwaves.
Is it feelings?
Can ordinary rotting flesh develop feelings?
This was something Zhang Yiming had never imagined.
In an instant, he thought of a certain zombie king who had a zombie son, and the emotion in his eyes was genuine.
If high-level zombies can think and have obsessions, do ordinary zombies have them too?
Based on what he saw, it does exist, but the probability is extremely low.
Among ten thousand ordinary zombies, there might not be even one that has "awakened" emotions.
Then, Zhang Yiming thought of the "strange" zombies he had killed.
They had already begun to imitate humans in reproducing, but Zhang Yiming at that time did not think this was a good thing and nipped it in the bud.
All he wanted was world peace.
But he later realized that achieving world peace was not as simple as killing all the zombies; only Captain Zhang's plan seemed to be the perfect solution.
Little Blue Zombie had no idea what Zhang Yiming was thinking; it just so happened that it looked up at Zhang Yiming's face.
I could only sense a hint of pity in those beautiful eyes.
The little blue zombie wondered, "Who exactly is this guy pitying?"
Is it pity for never seeing Xiao Zhuzhu again, or pity for the many zombies?
Little Blue Zombie thought the latter was unlikely, but looking at Zhang Yiming's eyes, he felt it was true.
I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
This guy, as the zombie king, has never done anything productive. When did he ever start to truly consider the zombies?
He was either killing zombies or on his way to extract crystal cores; he killed more zombies than any human could ever kill.
Starting at tens of thousands.
This is why the little blue zombie wanted to inherit Zhang Yiming's throne.
Aside from the fact that she genuinely didn't want to be ruled by Zhang Yiming and submit to him, she wanted to become the true ruler of the zombies.
Now it seems there's no need for that anymore.
Zhang Yiming is about to become a true zombie king.
Besides, Xiao Zhuzhu no longer has the chance to kill Zhang Yiming; she has no way to successfully usurp the throne.
The fate of the zombies is in Zhang Yiming's hands, and even if he chooses to stand on the side of humanity, there is nothing he can do.
"Hey, why is that auntie holding the baby like that?"
Fan Tangtang's surprised voice rang out.
The little blue zombie and Zhang Yiming both looked in the direction Fan Tangtang was pointing.
It was a female zombie with a blank expression, carrying a zombie baby. The zombie baby was swinging in the air, occasionally spitting out a black bubble, and pieces of rotting flesh were falling off its body as it swayed.
How pitiful.
Based on the female zombie's brainwaves, Zhang Yiming easily saw their connection with the Bai family.
Zhang Yiming was somewhat stunned and couldn't help but read it again and again.
The female zombie sensed Zhang Yiming's brainwaves and trembled, making a tinkling sound as her body shook.
Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be some "everyday items".
There were bowl-shaped stones and some animal fur.
There were even some iron pieces, one end of which was covered with a reddish-brown substance that had solidified.
It was probably used as a knife.
This is the most "intelligent" ordinary zombie Zhang Yiming has ever seen so far.
They did not evolve in the mainstream direction of evolution at all; everything they did was in accordance with instinct.
In the cold winter, the sunshine today is exceptionally beautiful, but only Zhang Yiming can feel that the temperature is a little higher than yesterday.
The zombies were unaffected by this.
Meanwhile, the various security bases were bustling with activity.
After multiple confirmations, the survivors finally determined that the nearby zombies had migrated.
Standing at the highest point of the safe base, looking out as far as I could, all I could see was warm sunshine and quiet earth.
There wasn't a single zombie in sight; only the black blood left on the ground evoked the fear of being chased by zombies.
Humanity finally couldn't hold back any longer.
Taking advantage of the perfect sunshine, I ran wildly through the streets, feeling the breath of freedom.
Everyone was saying how wonderful the sunshine was today!
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