Chapter 753: The Strength of Willpower
The fact that Zhang Yiming is the Zombie Emperor has gradually been accepted by Bai Zhengxuan and his wife.
The man saved their family’s life more than once, and they really shouldn’t view his identity as the Zombie Emperor with biased eyes.
On this timeline, as long as Zhang Yiming hasn’t gone mad and started killing innocent people, Bai Zhengxuan and his wife pretend not to know that the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming will turn the world into Hell.
There’s something that is still puzzling.
The enemy of the Human Survivor Alliance is the zombies.
How could Xiao Li deliver a note for the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming?
"Take a guess."
Bai Xiqin handed the note to Bai Zhengxuan, letting him see the words on it.
As expected.
The zombie fish didn’t turn into an ordinary fish, and the ordinary fish didn’t become a zombie.
The good news is that Fusang Tree Leaves can make humans no longer fear the zombie virus.
The balance of power, where humanity was disadvantaged, is gradually returning to normal.
Bai Zhengxuan quickly glanced at the note, slightly raising an eyebrow.
For a moment, he felt the apocalypse was about to end.
As long as there are Fusang Tree Leaves, no human will turn into a zombie again.
After some time, the number of zombies will gradually decrease, and the world will become peaceful again.
However, Bai Zhengxuan subconsciously thought about the time his family helped a female zombie deliver a zombie baby.
—If humans really won’t become zombies anymore, will zombies still have new members?
This new race, similar to demons, that zombies have become, can it reproduce independently?
Reproduction is a biological instinct; if so, humanity will never see a peaceful day.
Bai Zhengxuan is uncertain if zombies can disappear on their own.
"Hold on, could Xiao Li be—?"
While Bai Zhengxuan was watching, he suddenly realized.
This note wasn’t hidden at all; it was handed over directly through Xiao Li.
Does Zhang Yiming really have such nerve?
Is he not afraid of being watched by the Human Survivor Alliance?
Unless that smiling face, looking like a nice guy, of Xiao Li, is actually a Corpse King.
"Congratulations, you got it right!"
Bai Xiqin nodded, with no particular expression on her face.
She had known since yesterday.
With Bai Xiqin’s confirmation, the Bai family was startled for a minute but then felt relieved.
They have seen many Corpse Kings; one or two more wouldn’t make a difference.
The hearts of Bai Zhengxuan and his wife were tumultuous.
He has lived in the apocalypse for a long time and understands that the conditions for the birth of a Corpse King are incredibly harsh.
A city with thousands of zombies might not even give rise to a single Corpse King.
The evolution of zombies is more challenging than the enhancement of superpowers by humans.
Xiao Li from the Human Survivor Alliance becoming a Corpse King must have something to do with Zhang Yiming.
Can Zhang Yiming already turn a human into a Corpse King at will?
Bai Zhengxuan was somewhat dazed.
He believes that in the future, the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming will not have this ability.
In the future, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming will be humanity’s enemy, ruthless, with many Corpse Kings following him, but they wouldn’t infiltrate the Human Survivor Alliance.
The timeline is gradually changing.
If Zhang Yiming still becomes the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, will humanity ever have a safe haven?
Bai Zhengxuan dared not think further, as cold sweat already covered his back.
"Grandpa, what are you thinking about?"
Bai Xiqin waved her hand in front of Bai Zhengxuan and casually took the note from his hand, then handed it to Bai Anhai and his wife on the sofa.
Leng Yebai had long come down from the upper floor. Since Bai Xiqin had received the note from Zhang Yiming, he silently wiped the table with a cloth for a long time.
His face was calm, his eyes straining to look at the note, yet he didn’t speak up to ask to see it, nor did he boldly go over to look.
His eyes were about to go cross-eyed!
"It’s quite a fortune! If the various systems have not collapsed, we could patent this, distribute it freely in our country, and sell it at a high price outside, definitely making a huge profit!"
Bai Anhai’s mind was racing with possibilities as he whispered to Wang Yiyun.
As an excellent lawyer, he had already thought of several foolproof plans that weren’t illegal.
Wang Yiyun listened, her eyes sparkling.
Who doesn’t like money!
Who doesn’t like spending her husband’s ill-gotten gains!
"Nothing, I was just thinking about when humanity will finally end this apocalypse."
Bai Zhengxuan saw the smiling face of Bai Xiqin and didn’t voice his concerns about Zhang Yiming potentially destroying humanity in the future.
Zhang Yiming in this world is different from the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
No matter what changed him, Bai Zhengxuan chose to trust him this time.
In the past decade of living through the apocalypse, he had thought that if only a powerful Corpse King could stand on the side of humanity, humans wouldn’t have it so rough.
Even if humans had a cure against the zombie virus, they couldn’t completely eradicate zombies.
Bai Zhengxuan had never considered a life where humans and zombies coexist peacefully, but what he saw in Taovillage sparked this notion in his mind.
If Zhang Yiming can truly control all zombies to live in one place and humans in another, exchanging needs through some trade, it wouldn’t be a bad way.
Fantasies are always sweet.
Humans may not necessarily accept the existence of zombies, and Zhang Yiming may not always suppress the zombies’ instincts to create value for humanity.
It’s exceedingly difficult for zombies to completely suppress their instincts; without strong willpower, they would succumb to their desire to devour flesh and blood.
Zhang Yiming can suppress his instincts now, but what about in the future?
Can he continually control his instincts? It’s not so easy to erase what’s ingrained in one’s bones.
Even Bai Zhengxuan himself doesn’t think he could control himself if he turned into a zombie!
"Zhang Gong, Captain Zhang once said that going to Kunlun Mountain would reveal the answers. The ice and snow outside have melted; let’s go before winter comes!"
Bai Xiqin said this as if it were an offhand remark.
"Alright, the weather’s still good, let’s return before winter arrives!"
Bai Zhengxuan nodded, not objecting.
It’s just Kunlun Mountain. There are many mutant animals and plants there, and perhaps some mysterious and powerful creatures, but the family can handle it.
Bai Zhengxuan was not worried.
"Xiao Fan, since Grandpa agreed, let’s go to Kunlun Mountain tomorrow. Here’s a map for you to familiarize yourself with the route."
Bai Xiqin handed a map to Bai Yifan.
In the space, maps are abundant, whether in electronic or paper form, you name it.
"Aren’t we going to Kunlun Mountain? Why are you giving me a map of Mount Tai, Sis?"
Bai Yifan widened his eyes, thinking his sister hadn’t woken up fully in the morning.
"Gave the wrong one, let your sister find you another copy."
Bai Zhengxuan paused his chopping, walked over to Bai Yifan, snatched the map from his hand, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it into the trash can.
Bai Zhengxuan moved so quickly that Bai Yifan didn’t even have time to react.
Silence—
Not only was Bai Yifan stunned, but even Bai Anhai seemed a bit at a loss.
"I suspect that the Kunlun Mountain Captain Zhang mentioned is actually Ancient Kunlun Mountain, which is not the current Kunlun Mountain, but Mount Tai. Grandpa, do you know something?"
Bai Xiqin tilted her head to look at Bai Zhengxuan, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.
With a clatter.
The knife in Bai Zhengxuan’s hand fell to the ground.