After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 273, Magic City

Zhang Yiming looked up at the sky, and the yellow sun hung quietly in the sky.

It wasn't dazzling, but it made him squint his eyes subconsciously.

He subconsciously retained the human habit.

It seems that this can make him more and more human.

At that time, he didn't become a human being, but as a human being, he got a serious illness and finally recovered.

The zombie's eyes can't feel any pain, even if they look directly at the sun, they don't feel any pain.

Zhang Yiming stretched out his fingers and pressed the position of his heart.

The heart has long stopped beating.

His heart was already overwhelmed.

After standing still for a long time, Zhang Yiming returned to his expressionless face, the shock and anger in his eyes had disappeared.

However, there was still a faint hostility lingering around him.

This hostility lingered all over his body, and it was the first time he was so violent, who had always been gentle with others.

He never thought of controlling the zombies to rule the world by relying on his powerful brain waves.

No matter how powerful he is as a zombie, all he wants is to become a human being, nothing more.

If he doesn't do it, it doesn't mean he can't.

If someone dares to touch the sun in his heart, he will turn this world into a paradise for zombies, so it doesn't matter.

Zhang Yiming's slender legs moved in one direction, and his tall and straight body looked like a wolf king in the dark.

Strong and lonely.

Zombie village.

Zhang Yiming sat on the chair, closed his eyes slowly, and tapped the table with his fingers.

This is Zhang Yiming's unique movement when he is thinking.

Boom boom boom.

The tabletop and fingers made dull noises.

Fan Tangtang in the courtyard shrank his head in response to the sound.

Too cautious.

Brother Zhang went out for a trip, and after he came back, his aura became more and more fierce.

The aura of Brother Zhang before was also very strong, but not so violent.

He could hardly figure out how much one plus one equals.

Fan Tangtang blinked his eyes, glanced secretly at the direction of the living room, quietly put down the pen in his hand, and moved out little by little.

The closer he got to Big Brother Zhang, the more he could not restrain his trembling from that powerful aura.

The problem is that it can't be done.

Then have fun!

Grandpa Fan, whose face was full of carrion, was shaking his body while following Fan Tangtang to move out quietly.

Even if he was going out, Fan Tangtang didn't dare to sneak out without Brother Zhang's permission.

Since his identity was exposed at the Huofeng Security Base, he hasn't been out of the village much.

He wants to go out to play, let his parents say good things for him, and let Brother Zhang agree.

But Mom and Dad didn't speak for themselves, saying that it was safest to stay in the village.

He doesn't know why it's not safe outside, after all, he thinks he's pretty good!

He could only stand at the gate, chatting with the zombie girl in blue standing at the gate.

"Hello!" Fan Tangtang obediently greeted the blue-clothed girl zombie, then stared at the blue-clothed girl zombie's face for a long time, and then said, "Xiao Lan, you look a little bit better today than you did yesterday. No, your face has rotted a little more!"

Fan Tangtang blinked his dark eyes, slightly puzzled.

This little blue zombie has been standing at the gate, not daring to go in, nor to leave here, exposed to the wind and sun every day, his face is getting more and more rotten.

Ordinary zombies that have not devoured flesh and blood will become worse and worse, and there will be more and more rotting flesh.

The little blue zombie has been standing at the door, not devouring flesh and blood, let alone absorbing crystal nuclei, looking more and more stupid.

The blue-clothed girl zombie's eyes were glazed with confusion, and when Fan Tangtang came over, it still shook its body in fear.

It was just an ordinary zombie. Fan Tangtang was already the king of zombies, so he was not at the same level.

Xiaolan Zombie's rotting toes moved slightly, facing the outside, as if he was about to leave here at any time.

No matter how much Fan Tangtang's aura made the zombie tremble, the little blue zombie just moved uneasily and did not leave here.

The empty eyes looked at the yard in a daze, without a trace of expression, as if expecting something.

The little blue zombie couldn't speak, and Fan Tangtang didn't feel bored, so he just lay down at the door and chatted with it.

Grandpa Fan's zombie stood motionless behind Fan Tangtang, without any expression.

yard.

An ordinary zombie wearing a black jacket had a broom tied to his stiff fingers.

It moved with stiff steps, and the broom barely followed its stiff body to rub against the ground back and forth.

Barely can be regarded as cleaning.

Captain Zhu has already offended the top management of Huofeng Security Base because of Xiao Song's zombie.

It has no emotion at all, and is "cleaning" in the yard with dull eyes.

Fan Liping and his wife are cleaning shoes in the yard.

There are more than a dozen pairs of shoes in the yard, all of which are black.

These are the shoes of Grandpa Fan's zombie.

Even though he turned into a rotting zombie, Fan Liping and his wife still served him as a human being.

The clothes and shoes on the body are replaced with new ones every day.

Grandpa Fan's zombie is the cleanest zombie among the rotting zombies, except for the man in a suit.

While brushing his shoes, Fan Liping glanced up at the living room, and then secretly glanced at the door.

Wei Wei was a little puzzled.

Zhang Yiming went out on a motorcycle, how did he walk back when he came back?

Doesn't he cherish his motorcycle very much?

After every ride, it will be clean.

Strange, really strange.

Boom!

The door slammed softly.

Zhang Yiming came out of the living room, striding towards the yard.

Fan Tangtang sensed a powerful and dangerous aura coming towards his face, he quickly shrank his neck, and silently hid in the corner of the door with Grandpa Fan's zombie.

Xiaolan Zombie shook his body, looked at Zhang Yiming with dull eyes, trembling uncontrollably.

The aura on Zhang Yiming's body was too strong, even though it was trembling all over, it still remained in place.

Zhang Yiming didn't stop, and walked in one direction with big strides.

The direction he was going was Huofeng Security Base.

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A few days later, Modu.

Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming was speeding on the road day and night, and never stopped except to refuel the fuel tank.

As a zombie, the word rest is unfamiliar to him.

The cool black motorcycle rampages into the streets full of zombies.

This is the city of magic, with all kinds of high-rise buildings rising from the ground.

On the once clean and wide streets, all wandering around are hideous zombies.

On the clean outer wall of the tall building, black and red blood was splashed on it. After drying and solidifying, some debris occasionally fell down.

All kinds of landmark buildings were splattered with black blood beyond recognition. It was daytime, but it was always gloomy.

On the street, zombies were piled together in piles, and any slight movement could make them roar for a long time.

The roar of zombies filled the whole city, and the whole city seemed to be a ghost town.

Ordinary zombies can be seen everywhere on the streets, and there are also many first-order zombies.

There are many zombies here, many high-level zombies, and many supernatural beings.

After all, there are not as many people with supernatural powers as there are zombies. Even people with second-level supernatural powers must carefully avoid places with many zombies and live carefully.

This is a magical city with a large population. Before the apocalypse, the competition was fierce, and after the apocalypse, the competition became even more intense.

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