Chapter 702: Mount Tai
"Xiao Fan, adjust the frequency and listen to that Zombie King’s broadcast."
Bai Xiqin casually grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and shaped it into a ball.
The snowball was thrown like a cannonball towards the distance, hitting a zombie that just emerged from the snow.
The zombie instantly stiffened and fell into the snow, no longer moving.
Black blood splattered on the white snow, looking particularly shocking.
"Okay."
Bai Yifan’s fingers shook slightly as he silently tuned into the Zombie King channel that brainwashed all human survivors.
"Zz-la, zz-la..."
"...Humans are bringing about their own destruction, thinking they are the rulers of Earth, but in reality, they are just ants not fully evolved yet..."
"Zombie Valley welcomes all human survivors and welcomes various armed forces to probe us; we also thank the Human Survivor Alliance for supplementing our zombie forces..."
"We hope those who come to eliminate us are elite superpower users; if their qualifications are too low, they won’t even have a chance to become zombies and will become our food!"
The voice of the zombie in the broadcast carried a bit of sinister allure, colder than the ice and snow outside.
The Human Survivor Alliance has been so openly announcing plans to eliminate zombies, which the High Rank Zombies have long known.
And they will deal with humans even more fiercely.
"Will there really be a war against zombies this time? Who will we support then? Brother Zhang..."
Bai Yifan felt a chill thinking about the relentless battle between humans and zombies.
Zombies naturally need to be eliminated, but indiscriminately treating all zombies as enemies seems too arbitrary.
Some zombies want to become human, and becoming zombies was not their choice; they could have been allies, helping restrain ordinary zombies.
Like Zhang Yiming.
Bai Yifan even believes that if humans fully accept Zhang Yiming, they’ve already won against half of the zombies.
And would control the situation much faster.
"Let’s see!"
Bai Xiqin squinted at the surrounding snow-covered landscape, and her pale fingers grabbed another handful of snow, shaping it into a snowball.
The surroundings were quiet, without the sound of zombie roars.
Occasionally, one could hear the sound of something scratching the snow.
The movements were very small; without paying attention, one might really step on a zombie’s claw.
"Where are we going now?"
Bai Yifan rubbed his stiff, cold fingers and bounced in place twice.
It’s really cold when not pulling the sled!
"To the seaside."
Bai Xiqin threw the snowball again, accurately hitting a zombie that had just poked its head out.
"Okay! So far!"
Bai Yifan picked up the rope from the ground, ready to run towards the sea.
"It’s too far, hop on."
Bai Xiqin looked at the hardworking Bai Yifan and pulled him onto the plastic.
She almost suspected her family was too hard on Bai Yifan, making him so dedicated.
For such a long distance, a good owner wouldn’t let their mule run out wildly.
"Who’s pulling?"
Bai Yifan blinked at the rope.
Was it Brother Leng?
"Don’t move. Let’s go!"
Bai Xiqin exerted her control power on the plastic, and the Ice Ability instantly solidified the snow ahead.
Bai Yifan felt a strong traction below the plastic as the three accelerated quickly.
In the end, their speed was almost comparable to that of a motorcycle.
Because the wind cut coldly across their faces, Bai Xiqin conjured a transparent ice shield to block the wind’s assault.
"Sis, why didn’t you do this from the start?"
Bai Yifan was astonished.
Superpowers can be used like this?
Then why did she have him pulling at first?
"I just thought of it."
Bai Xiqin spoke without looking away, showing no guilt, and her hands emanated frost with a surge of superpower energy.
Bai Yifan: ...
No choice but to believe.
"Xiao Fan, did you and another Zhang Yiming go to different worlds, where it wasn’t the apocalypse yet?"
Bai Xiqin inquired about Bai Yifan’s time-travel experience.
Since then, the Bai Family realized Chenghuang was the fat cat in the space, looking lazy and sleeping all the time, so they kept it in the space.
"Yes! But Brother Zhang said that world would fall apart soon too." Bai Yifan rubbed his chin, "He originally said we’d find the end of the world together, but Brother Zhang didn’t take me along; he said he couldn’t find it either."
"So he brought you back because he couldn’t find it?" Bai Xiqin asked.
"Yeah, we were in quite a hurry on the way back." Bai Yifan replied.
Bai Xiqin felt there was something amiss here.
If anyone wanted to know the truth about the apocalypse, it would surely be Zhang Yiming.
Because he wants to know and find a cure to become human.
Bai Xiqin knew Zhang Yiming is such a person; even if he doesn’t want to be human, he’d find the apocalypse’s truth for its own sake.
Another Xiao Ming hurried back, not because there were no clues, but because he didn’t want to say.
"How long was he out alone?" Leng Yebai suddenly asked.
"Three days." Bai Yifan replied.
He remembered clearly, Brother Zhang came back with a fierce demeanor, his first words being that it was time to return.
The round-trip took a day and a half; he could visit many places.
Bai Xiqin pulled a map from her down coat pocket.
Leng Yebai took the map, tracing various locations with his finger, stopping at Mount Tai.
The gaze of Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai also landed there.
Mount Tai is a sacred place for emperors historically, where many emperors performed rituals.
It is said to be the closest place to the heavens.
Yet, Mount Tai is not the tallest mountain range, so why is it called the closest place to the heavens?
"Xiao Fan, have you heard the story of Pangu creating the world?"
Bai Xiqin shifted her gaze from the map, softly exhaling.
The exhaled breath instantly formed a mist.
July weather with winter temperatures.
"Of course, I’ve heard. It’s said that initially there was no sky or earth, a god named Pangu separated them, his breath became wind and cloud, his voice the thunder, his limbs the four corners of the world, his body and blood turned into mountains and rivers."
For such mythologically rich stories, Bai Yifan remembered clearly.
Every teenager loves these mythological stories.
"His skull became Mount Tai."
Leng Yebai echoed Bai Yifan’s words.
"Yeah, it seems so. But does it relate to our current survival situation?"
Bai Yifan didn’t understand why his sister suddenly asked about a mythological story.
While ancient myths and the Classic of Mountains and Seas might be real, stories like Pangu creating the world and Nuwa repairing the heavens are probably fabricated!
"Who knows, maybe it does, maybe not."
In the snow-white landscape, nature’s rules are already disordered.
The cause of all this, no one truly understands.
The energy tide that suddenly appeared worldwide, no one knows why either.
Just...
"Zhang Gong said that a clue to the apocalypse can be found at Kunlun Mountain; must that clue be found there at Kunlun Mountain?"
Bai Xiqin expressed suspicion about Chief Zhang’s words.