Chapter 740: Outstanding Subordinate
"Brother, do you want me to nibble on you, or would you rather I offer you to our emperor, so the emperor can nibble on you?"
Song Wenwen flashed a smile at Song Ning, lightly placing her fingers on Song Ning’s shoulder.
Song Ning: ...
Ha, he’d rather be nibbled by a human girl.
But he didn’t dare say it, fearing his little sister would peel his skin off.
"Are you okay?"
As the car came to a stop, a black motorcycle pulled up next to it.
Zhang Yiming, wearing a helmet that only revealed his eyes, looked into the car, his gaze pausing momentarily on Song Wenwen.
He could sense that the one beside Xiao Niu was a powerful zombie.
Knowing that the brainwaves belonged to Xiao Lan Zombie, who had ties with the Bai Family, he originally wasn’t going to come over. But when the car made a sudden turn, Zhang Yiming became worried about Xiao Niu’s safety.
"I’m fine, why did you come out?"
Bai Xiqin looked around to ensure there were no other vehicles, then breathed a slight sigh of relief.
If Fang Jin discovered Zhang Yiming’s whereabouts, it would no doubt cause a stir.
"No worries, they can’t escape my eyes."
Zhang Yiming’s eyes curved slightly; even with the helmet on, it was obvious he was smiling.
Leng Yebai watched the smiling Zhang Yiming with a blank expression, and spoke in a cold voice,
"We’ve brought your beauty to you, make sure to treat her well."
Leng Yebai was referring to Xiao Lan Zombie, also known as Song Wenwen.
Xiao Lan Zombie loved to follow behind Zhang Yiming, and Leng Yebai had once teased that she was Zhang Yiming’s little zombie girlfriend.
Seeing Zhang Yiming’s overly enthusiastic smile, Leng Yebai couldn’t help but throw shade at him.
Seeing his family’s little cabbage eyed by a pig, Leng Yebai couldn’t swallow his anger.
Zhang Yiming’s eyes slightly paused, but his gaze didn’t leave Bai Xiqin, and he became visibly more joyful.
Apparently, Zhang Yiming misunderstood Leng Yebai’s words, thinking the beauty referred to was Bai XX.
Or perhaps, he deliberately misunderstood.
"I was referring to this one."
Leng Yebai, gritting his teeth, pointed at Song Wenwen.
Named, Song Wenwen shivered, losing the eccentric demeanor she had while speaking with Bai Xiqin.
Her spine straightened, she looked at Zhang Yiming with great respect.
"Hello, boss!"
Song Wenwen greeted timidly and respectfully, with her head slightly lowered.
If there was space, she might have actually knelt.
The terrifying brainwaves, even just a small bit of overflow, were enough to scare her into the ground.
To hell with admiration, to hell with secret crushes.
The terrifying brainwaves pierced the soul, leaving her unable to lift her head, only wanting to kneel and shout ’Long live our emperor!’
Only zombies could understand Song Wenwen’s feelings.
Obedience, absolute obedience.
Zhang Yiming seemed oblivious to Song Wenwen’s voice, just staring straight at Bai Xiqin, not hiding his feelings.
He was exceptionally bold today, unlike his usual restrained self.
Bai Xiqin noticed Zhang Yiming’s gaze, turned away to avoid it, and said with a smile, as she linked arms with Song Wenwen, "This is Xiao Lan Zombie, do you remember her? She’s become very formidable now."
"I remember."
Zhang Yiming, noticing Bai Xiqin’s avoidance, was momentarily stunned, realizing his gaze had been too obvious, and quickly looked away.
He suddenly found himself somewhat at a loss.
His eyes, wandering aimlessly, eventually fell on the linked fingers of Bai Xiqin and Song Wenwen.
Song Wenwen was wearing gloves, and the exposed parts of her wrist still had some decayed flesh near Bai Xiqin’s fair skin.
Zhang Yiming’s eyes slightly narrowed instinctively.
Invisible brainwaves enveloped the car, making Song Wenwen shiver, and she cautiously retracted her arm.
Song Wenwen quietly moved her body a bit to create some distance from Bai Xiqin.
She curled up in the corner, trembling.
Too scary for zombies!
Song Wenwen lost her ambition to inherit Zhang Yiming’s throne; now she just wanted to hide in her mother’s arms for comfort.
No more boasting.
Shivering.
"Then do you..." Bai Xiqin was just about to ask if Zhang Yiming could take Song Wenwen away, then noticed Song Wenwen didn’t seem willing, so she turned to Song Wenwen, "Wenwen, do you want to find Fan Tangtang?"
She remembered Fan Tangtang and Xiao Lan Zombie having a good relationship back when Xiao Lan Zombie was sunbathing at the door, Fan Tangtang would bring food.
They also often chatted.
"...Yes."
Song Wenwen weakly replied, almost crying.
Didn’t actually want to.
But the emperor’s brainwaves were too terrifying; she couldn’t resist, only obey.
"That’s good, why don’t you take Wenwen back then?"
Bai Xiqin looked at Zhang Yiming.
"Alright."
Zhang Yiming agreed right away.
If Xiao Lan Zombie wasn’t taken away, she would cling to Xiao Niu, which wasn’t safe.
"Zombie girlfriend delivered, let’s go!"
Leng Yebai directly got out to open the car door for Song Wenwen.
Song Wenwen reluctantly got out of the car.
Bam!
Leng Yebai shut the car door without hesitation.
Then decisively sat in the front passenger seat.
"Drive!"
Leng Yebai pursed his thin lips, rolled up the window, and locked the car doors.
Song Wenwen: ...
This guy’s not a good person!
Song Ning: ...
He still hadn’t talked to his little sister!
"Wait! Open the door, I have something to say to Xiao Ming."
Bai Xiqin, upon seeing Zhang Yiming, thought of the Fusang Tree Leaves in the space.
The Fusang Tree Leaves with Mandala Flower patterns might resist zombie viruses, but it’s unknown if they could turn zombies back into humans.
Zhang Yiming is the Zombie Emperor, able to communicate with zombies via brainwaves. If ordinary zombies ate Fusang Tree Leaves, Zhang Yiming could ask for their "post-eating" feelings.
Bai Xiqin also knew Zhang Yiming was conducting various experiments, so even if Fusang Tree Leaves couldn’t turn zombies into humans, she believed they’d still be helpful to Zhang Yiming’s experiments.
Compared to laboratory researchers, Bai Xiqin found Zhang Yiming much more reliable.
Even Leng Yebai thought so; he had seen Zhang Yiming’s experiments and previously suggested giving the Fusang Tree Leaves to Zhang Yiming.
Upon seeing Zhang Yiming, Leng Yebai forgot everything else, only wanting to protect his own cabbage.
Song Ning, under Leng Yebai’s cold gaze, shakily pressed to open the car door.
Bai Xiqin, focused on Fusang Tree Leaves, didn’t notice Leng Yebai’s expression.
Naturally, Leng Yebai didn’t want Xiao Niu to be left alone with the green tea Zombie Emperor, so he opened the car door and got out as well.
Bai Xiqin scratched her head, looked at Song Ning, signaling him to drive further away.
The matter of Fusang Tree Leaves couldn’t be disclosed to others for now.
Song Ning quietly stepped on the gas a bit, stopping at a relatively distant spot.
Xiao Lan Zombie also ran off a bit further.
Her powerful brainwaves enveloped the area, preventing eavesdropping.
In less than a minute,
Song Wenwen transformed from an emperor-aspiring female zombie into an excellent subordinate.