The sun sets and rises again.
Zhang Yiming has been standing still for a whole day and night.
The Bai family went over to him several times to ask him to stop and rest for a while, but he shook his head slightly and did not open his eyes.
He couldn't sweat, and he didn't feel hungry, as if he were a perpetual motion machine.
Even the most powerful brainwaves cannot withstand such torment.
His brainwaves began to weaken, he felt no fatigue, and his body was actually starting to sway.
After his brainwaves expanded for an unknown amount of time, he finally located a zombie.
This zombie had no legs or arms, and lay on the ground like a human pig.
Zhang Yiming didn't let any of the zombies he found go undetected; his brainwaves directly invaded the zombie's brain.
He finally saw the scene he wanted to see.
In the pitch-black night, swarms of high-level zombies rushed toward a blue and white bus.
The people inside the blue and white bus kept releasing their supernatural abilities outwards.
From intense to weak.
Then bursts of explosives flew out.
The video was fragmented, and Zhang Yiming watched it frame by frame.
He saw a short man wearing a mask, and he saw a red mole on the short man's chin.
Unable to find the Bai family members who had hidden, the short man, in a fit of rage, chopped off the arm and leg of a zombie.
I dragged it for a long way, then casually threw it away on the side of the road.
Zhang Yiming silently memorized the direction the short man left in the video.
Fearing that something might be missing, Zhang Yiming went through its memory several more times.
Finally, in his fragmented memories, Zhang Yiming saw this bizarre scene.
The moment the explosives detonated, the people inside the bus vanished.
Zhang Yiming frowned, his brainwaves rapidly expanding in the brain of the human-pig zombie several miles away.
"roar--"
The zombie, without arms or legs, let out a painful howl.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the crystal core in the brain of the armless and legless zombie exploded.
"Cough cough..."
Zhang Yiming suddenly coughed violently, abruptly kneeling on the ground, spitting out a large amount of black blood.
"Xiao Ming!"
The Bai family rushed over and reached out to help Zhang Yiming up.
"Don't come any closer!"
Zhang Yiming wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly dodged Bai Yifan and Bai Anhai, who were trying to help him up.
"Brother Zhang, are you alright?" Bai Yifan quickly took out some milk tablets from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Yiming. "Brother Zhang, why don't you eat something or rest for a while?"
Zhang Yiming glanced at his hands; there was less black blood on his right hand.
He vigorously rubbed his right hand against his body to wipe away the black blood, then gently picked up the milk tablet from Bai Yifan's hand with his two slender fingers. He spoke gently to the worried Bai family members, "It's nothing. I guess I haven't used my brainwaves in a long time and couldn't control them properly."
"Xiao Ming, take a break!"
Without waiting for a reply, Bai Anhai grabbed Zhang Yiming and dragged him tightly into the bus.
Finding Leng Yebai is important, but we can't exploit Zhang Yiming too much.
Zhang Yiming frantically dodged Bai Anhai, trying his best to avoid letting the black blood on his hands touch Bai Anhai.
Bai Anhai wasn't afraid of Zhang Yiming, who had black blood on his hands and mouth. As long as he wasn't scratched, he wouldn't get infected with the zombie virus from normal contact.
No one present cared about the issue except Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming was pressed down on the sofa by Bai Anhai, sitting upright with a slightly embarrassed look on his sunny face.
"He might have left. Let's go back!" Bai Xizhu said softly, looking at the black blood at the corner of Zhang Yiming's mouth.
If Leng Yebai were still here, Zhang Yiming's powerful brainwaves would definitely be able to find him.
Perhaps Leng Yebai has lost his self-awareness and left the vicinity.
This is probably why they've been searching here for so long without finding it; if it were here, they would have found it long ago.
But where did he go?
"When I get back, I'll have my zombie subordinates help me search. There's bound to be some news."
Zhang Yiming carefully wiped the black blood from the corners of his mouth and hands. A blazing flame overflowed from his fingertips, burning the blood-stained tissue to ashes.
"Thanks."
Bai Xizhu handed Zhang Yiming a towel.
The white towel was spotless, but Zhang Yiming didn't use it. He simply folded it and placed it on his lap, then used a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.
Black blood was still seeping from the corner of his mouth.
The long-lost pain raged in my brain.
He forcibly used brainwaves to control the zombies to self-destruct, which impacted his brainwaves and damaged his entire brain.
This was the first time he had truly felt pain since he became a zombie.
Despite the severe headache, his face remained expressionless, still displaying a gentle smile.
He appeared completely calm and collected.
"Brother Zhang, are you really not in pain?"
Bai Yifan frowned as he looked at the large patch of black blood on the ground in the distance.
"It doesn't hurt. I'm a zombie, and zombies can't feel pain." Zhang Yiming shook his head gently. "It's just a minor internal injury. I can heal by absorbing the crystal core."
"……All right!"
Bai Yifan silently gave Zhang Yiming a thumbs up.
Sometimes, he really felt that the direction of zombie evolution was more advanced than that of human evolution.
A zombie king like Zhang Yiming is not afraid of pain, can use brainwaves to check the memories of other zombies, and can easily command other zombies to harvest a large number of zombie minions.
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