Chapter 749: Who Is Whose Test Subject
After Xiao Li charged forward, the zombie horde fell into a state of silence.
Number 9 wasn’t panicked at all, and even took two steps toward Xiao Li.
"These two, keep them alive. Don’t let your filthy blood contaminate the experimental subjects."
Number 9, the middle-aged man, spoke bluntly, not even sparing Xiao Li a glance.
In his eyes, zombies were no longer human, on par with the lab mice in human laboratories.
Xiao Li wore a faint smile, leisurely rolling up his sleeves, showing no sign of anger.
But the murderous aura emanating from him proved his current unrest.
"Rest assured, my blood won’t contaminate the experiment subjects."
Xiao Li’s healing exuded an invisible wind ability energy, the energy fluctuations growing increasingly intense.
Moving without wind.
The middle-aged man, Number 9, nodded in satisfaction, leisurely taking a step back, addressing Bai Xiqin and Zhang Yiming,
"You still have time to regret now. If you voluntarily join us, you will be allies. If I take you back, you will be prisoners."
"Then let’s just be prisoners!"
Bai Xiqin shrugged, a nonchalant expression on her face.
"Very well, attack!"
The middle-aged man’s eyes turned cold, sending out invisible brainwaves toward the zombie horde and Xiao Li.
"Roar――"
The zombie horde instantly erupted in fierce howls, beasts from ancient dark fissures producing deafening sounds.
The sound was deafening, yet no zombies rushed toward Bai Xiqin and Zhang Yiming.
All zombies stared blankly at the middle-aged man Number 9, their eyes cold, mixed with an intense bloodthirsty and violent emotion.
Xiao Li moved at the first opportunity.
His figure was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Bam!
"Uh――"
Before the middle-aged man Number 9 could react, his abdomen suddenly ached sharply, his whole body flying through the air, almost soaring off the rooftop.
With a loud bang, the railing on the rooftop developed numerous cracks.
"Your experimental subjects are interesting; they have good physical quality. Though not prime human material, they can barely serve as material for my boss’s virus research."
Xiao Li looked at Number 9 on the ground with a smile, yet his eyes were like looking at an animal.
Just like how Number 9 looked at Bai Xiqin.
Both treated the other as a guinea pig for experimentation.
Only the subject switched from Bai Xiqin and Zhang Yiming to Number 9, the middle-aged man.
"Impossible! How could you resist my brainwaves? You should be under my control, you..."
The middle-aged man Number 9 had red blood oozing from his mouth, his eyes filled with astonishment.
He always had confidence in his brainwaves, believing no other zombies or humans could emit stronger brainwaves than his except those from his organization.
According to the intel, the Zombie Emperor had incredibly strong brainwaves.
But he clearly knew that the Zombie King in front of him wasn’t Zhang Yiming, so how could he withstand his brainwaves?
Number 9, the middle-aged man, couldn’t figure it out.
Xiao Li didn’t give him a chance to figure it out, walking directly over and grabbing the middle-aged man’s clothing, dragging him along the ground like a small animal.
"Sorry, I have things to do. We’ll chat another day."
With a smile on his face, Xiao Li politely nodded toward Bai Xiqin, then walked downstairs.
The zombie horde walked ahead of Xiao Li, making no sound, their chaotic footsteps gradually fading away.
Only the muffled groans of the middle-aged man continued.
Xiao Li dragged the middle-aged man down the stairs, step by step, leaving a trail of red blood all along the way.
In the confrontation against Bai Xiqin, the middle-aged man was already getting suppressed. With Xiao Li being a Sixth Rank zombie, and unable to be controlled by brainwaves, Number 9 had lost completely.
Brainwaves, brainwaves were his proud method of attack.
Relying on brainwaves, he should have been invincible among humans.
He never expected it to fail today.
Ground floor.
"You, where did you just go?"
Fang Yuanyuan saw Xiao Li dragging the half-dead middle-aged man and her pupils slightly contracted.
After returning from the so-called task of finding the Zombie Emperor, Xiao Li had immediately run to this building before returning to the safe base.
Fang Yuanyuan was watched by several High Rank zombies, making it impossible for her to escape or resist.
She had made up her mind to help Xiao Ming, willing to do anything for him.
There was still no opportunity for her freedom, as Xiao Li didn’t watch over her, other zombies did.
She had fully submitted to Xiao Ming but had not gained an ounce of trust.
Fang Yuanyuan didn’t know why Xiao Li suddenly went to the rooftop, but seeing him with the half-dead middle-aged man, a subconscious retreat manifested.
Not having seen much blood, it made her shiver.
Xiao Li cast a sinister look at Fang Yuanyuan but didn’t speak.
In the zombie’s eyes, he and humans were not the same species anymore.
There was no need to explain so much to her; she was just going to die sooner or later.
Among his incredibly violent brainwaves, a few humans had to be protected. That was the deepest imprint from when he first became a zombie.
Besides that, everything else was just ants.
Fang Yuanyuan, frightened by Xiao Li’s gaze, closed her mouth, sensibly not daring to say anything more, silently following behind him.
At least following Xiao Li, she could still see Xiao Ming.
"A human, mingling with zombies..."
The middle-aged man Number 9 was dragged along the ground, black blood beneath him, his gaze full of mockery.
They slaughtered humans, used human bodies for various experiments with cruelty, but never as the zombies’ underlings.
They sought to ride and conquer zombies, to stand above the zombie horde, Zombie King, and even the Zombie Emperor.
They looked down on people who, for their survival, obeyed zombie commands.
"I’m better off than you!"
Fang Yuanyuan saw the sarcasm in the middle-aged man’s eyes but didn’t feel belittled, instead growing more determined.
She must become Xiao Ming’s right hand, so he could see her.
She wanted to be the only light in Xiao Ming’s dark life.
This was a unique opportunity.
He had no women around him, only cold zombies, but she could be the one to soothe his soul.
Love makes people blind.
Fang Yuanyuan automatically disregarded the still faint pain from her wounds, ignoring why she was being detained by Zombie King Xiao Li.
"Wait here."
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Li had dragged the middle-aged man near an abandoned house.
Fang Yuanyuan, upon hearing this, became anxious. Xiao Li was undoubtedly going to find Xiao Ming, and her biggest hope in following Xiao Li was to catch more glimpses of Xiao Ming.
Establishing a presence.
If she couldn’t go, how could she establish her presence?
"I want to see Xiao Ming!"
Fang Yuanyuan pursed her thin lips, raising her voice slightly.
She thought, even if just seeing him again would suffice.
As the Zombie Emperor, Xiao Ming seemed more mature and charming.
The former cheerful and sunny demeanor was now replaced with a profound gloominess.
Yet it invisibly commanded supreme power over all.
Even if despised by Xiao Ming, she still couldn’t help but glance multiple times.
She would die without regrets.
With just a few glances, she would willingly dedicate her life to him.