Chapter 741: What Guarantee Do You Have?
Bai Xiqin reached into the pocket of her clothes and then took out a handful of Fusang Tree leaves, directly handing them to Zhang Yiming.
"The Fusang Tree branches and leaves you gave me last time have mutated; they can resist some zombie viruses. You should take them back for further research," Bai Xiqin said.
Zhang Yiming glanced at the Mandala Flower on Bai Xiqin’s wrist, then at the texture of the Fusang Tree leaves in his hand.
In the future, he had given Bai Xiqin a bunch of Fusang Tree branches and leaves, but at that time, the Fusang Tree leaves could not resist the zombie virus.
After he consumed them, the Fusang Tree leaves corroded his internal organs. For humans, this was a remedy, but for him, it was poison.
He had also studied the Fusang Tree leaves and did not find any effect in resisting the zombie virus.
Xiao Niu saying this must have a basis.
Have the Fusang Tree leaves undergone such a significant mutation in such a short time?
Xiao Niu has many secrets, ones Zhang Yiming didn’t ask about, but he knew these secrets were incredibly hot for those research institutes.
"I’ll take a look when I get back. Be careful not to expose yourself."
Zhang Yiming put the leaves into his pocket, his brows tightly knit together.
There was no joy in potentially finding an antidote to the zombie virus, only a deep sense of oppression.
After merging with the Zombie Emperor’s memories from over a decade, he had become much more stable, unlike before, when he got overly excited at even a glimmer of hope.
He wanted to find the antidote to the zombie virus but didn’t want to find it with Xiao Niu.
In an environment where everyone is on edge, plants that can resist the zombie virus are incredibly precious, and he clearly understood their value.
In his memory, the next decade of research in the future showed no progress; nothing could resist the zombie virus.
Getting scratched meant only turning into a zombie.
Xiao Niu possessing such a thing was very dangerous.
He certainly wouldn’t harm Bai Xiqin, but if others found out what Bai Xiqin had, it would definitely trigger a scramble between zombies and humans.
He has the ability to calm all the zombies, to prevent them from snatching these Fusang Tree leaves that might lead to a world-changing event.
But humans... the human heart is hard to predict.
"I won’t expose myself, and only a few people know."
Bai Xiqin also clearly understood the value of Fusang Tree leaves, but the research on the antidote by humans couldn’t come to a halt.
So far, the only person she could contact who could research antidote components was Zhang Yiming.
If she encountered a good human research institute, Bai Xiqin wouldn’t mind sharing the Fusang Tree leaves.
The time humans are dominated by the zombie virus cannot be too long; otherwise, human civilization would regress.
Of course, all of this depends on ensuring the safety of her family first.
"This is very dangerous; don’t give it to anyone else. I will find out the components here."
Zhang Yiming could see Bai Xiqin’s intentions at a glance, feeling somewhat anxious.
He vividly remembered why Xiao Niu had died.
Afraid that the future would play out in the same way.
"I have a sense of measure."
Sometimes, you must take risks to get the life you want.
Bai Xiqin also understood how enticing the Fusang Tree leaves in the space were to humans.
If she inadvertently encountered researchers like the Wang Family father and son, her end would be the same as before.
But fear should not prevent facing reality.
Perhaps Fusang Tree leaves are humanity’s only hope.
"Xiao Niu!"
Zhang Yiming, anxious, directly removed his helmet, not hiding himself, stepping forward to say something to Bai Xiqin.
An arm was raised between him and Bai Xiqin.
It was Leng Yebai.
Leng Yebai said nothing, standing coldly to the side.
"Do you also think this is the right thing to do?"
Zhang Yiming threw the helmet on the ground, looking at Leng Yebai with a fiery aura.
He began to doubt himself.
Why did he believe Leng Yebai could protect Xiao Niu?
Even if he is a zombie, he would never put Xiao Niu in danger.
Leng Yebai, as a human, knows the treachery of humans; why would he allow Xiao Niu to expose herself?
"I didn’t say definitely to give it to others, just to you."
Bai Xiqin could see that Zhang Yiming’s expression wasn’t quite right, so she added another sentence.
Lies.
"You can’t fool me; you will expose yourself. Do you know what will happen in the future?"
Zhang Yiming’s fingers clenched together, his fingertips turning white, but his tone was weak.
"I won’t allow the events of the future to happen again."
Bai Xiqin did not answer; Leng Yebai answered for her.
Leng Yebai, like Zhang Yiming, thought of certain future fragments.
"You are the future Zhang Yiming."
Bai Xiqin looked into his eyes and stated.
Zhang Yiming said that the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming had been corrected.
Correction meant returning to the past, but the future grandparents had merged their memories with the current ones.
The future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming might also be so.
Bai Xiqin didn’t know why Zhang Yiming previously claimed not to have future memories, but hearing Zhang Yiming’s words confirmed it for her.
He is both the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and the present Zhang Yiming.
Their memories have been merged.
"Yes." Zhang Yiming did not refute, stepping forward and staring sternly at Leng Yebai, his voice as cold as it could get, "Do you know how she will end up in the future?"
"I know. This time, there won’t be any mistakes."
Leng Yebai nodded coldly.
Leng Yebai was indeed worried about whether sending the Fusang Tree leaves to the human research institute would cause issues. Even if he and Zhang Yiming didn’t see eye to eye, he felt safer giving them to Zhang Yiming than to a human research institute.
But only giving the Fusang Tree leaves to Zhang Yiming was not safe enough.
Zhang Yiming is indeed a genius, but people in human research institutes are also well-versed in genetic research.
One researches from the perspective of a zombie, another from a human perspective.
Only combined efforts may discover a method to crack the zombie virus.
This is Bai Xiqin’s decision, the Bai Family’s decision, and Leng Yebai respects their decision.
In the face of any danger, he would always rush to the front.
Unlike Leng Yebai, after being the Zombie Emperor for over a decade, Zhang Yiming doesn’t trust humans.
He only trusts himself not to harm Bai Xiqin.
"What guarantee do you have?"
Flames seemed to shoot from Zhang Yiming’s eyes, the hostility emanating from him almost tangible.
As if, in the next moment, he might attack Leng Yebai.
"Xiao Ming, this is our family’s decision."
Bai Xiqin tugged at Leng Yebai’s sleeve, indicating for him to step back.
Leng Yebai smiled at Bai Xiqin but did not step back, emanating waves of hostility himself.
He noticed something wrong with Zhang Yiming’s expression, his emotions too overwhelming.
This wasn’t the tone that sly Zhang Yiming should have.
It was likely a result of memory fusion, and if not vented, Zhang Yiming might lose himself.
Leng Yebai sighed almost inaudibly, the violent energy fluctuations rippling across him.
Even though Leng Yebai was at the peak of the Fifth Rank as a superpower user, the energy fluctuations appeared to rival those of Zhang Yiming.
Purple lightning flickered threateningly at his fingertips, a type of lightning different from what he usually used against zombies.
Pure, with intense deterrence.
Leng Yebai always kept a low profile, unlike Zhang Yiming, who commanded large hordes of zombies as subordinates, but that didn’t mean he was weak.
After transforming from a zombie back to a human, he adapted even better to controlling his superpower, which was quietly changing.