Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 295: None of Them Will

"Then will he become..."

Hu Meiling rubbed her fingers, hesitating to continue.

She suddenly felt that directly saying "zombie" was impolite.

"Will he become someone good-looking like you and Tangtang, or turn into something like this..."

Hu Meiling pointed at Grandpa Fan Zombie, realizing it was inappropriate since he was her father-in-law.

She quickly redirected her finger to the blue-dressed girl zombie peeking at the courtyard from the doorway.

The blue-dressed girl zombie stared blankly at Hu Meiling’s hand, a lonely gulp in its dry throat.

The aroma of flesh wafted directly into its nose, yet it timidly stood at the door, unable to move because of Zhang Yiming’s presence, shivering all day.

Even so, it still refused to leave this place.

"Neither," Zhang Yiming uttered three words and handed a paper filled with numbers to Fan Tangtang, "Copy it a hundred times."

Fan Tangtang blinked and replied cheerfully, "Got it!"

Just a hundred times!

Could be finished quickly!

"And those too,"

Zhang Yiming pointed to the backpack Grandpa Fan Zombie was carrying, speaking expressionlessly.

Fan Tangtang: "...Got it (tired)!"

Zhang Yiming walked into the house, showing no emotion, yet exuding a hint of warm sunlight.

He naturally looked this way, appearing open and radiant.

Actually, he was quite petty, only showing warmth to one person.

Back in college, he played a part in the ex-boyfriends of Bai Xiqin becoming exes.

Now, his heart remained unchanged.

Feeling too filthy himself, he no longer engaged in youthful manipulations.

He only wished to guard silently; that was enough.

For the first time, he envied someone.

He envied Leng Yebai for being accepted by the Bai Family, becoming part of that household, and being with Xiao Niu.

Now, he was even more envious and jealous of Leng Yebai’s current situation.

The zombie virus currently had no cure, and those scratched by zombies turned into zombies.

But Leng Yebai didn’t become a zombie, even though he looked like he would soon.

Actually, if someone didn’t turn into a zombie within a few minutes after the virus invaded their system, it meant they had resisted the zombie virus.

This meant that after surpassing this period, Leng Yebai remained human.

The process was somewhat painful.

He preferred this pain, even if it was increased a hundredfold.

Leng Yebai’s state seemed rough, but Zhang Yiming wasn’t worried at all.

After all, he wouldn’t die.

So what if he tormented him a bit?

So what if he mistreated him?

So what if he made him sleep in the kitchen?

So what if he didn’t feed him?

Who saw it?

Who dared to gossip?

Zhang Yiming pursed his thin lips, feeling... a little aggrieved.

But no one saw it.

Hu Meiling felt a sense of relief hearing Zhang Yiming’s answer.

Not everyone would become zombies like her son and Xiao Ming.

If they all turned into howling zombies, the Bai Family would end up like her, doing laundry every day!

Laundry wasn’t scary; what was scary was having to do it every day.

She wasn’t complaining about her father-in-law, just expressing herself.

Inside the room.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Leng Yebai’s face; the wounds on his body had been bandaged by Fan Liping.

Only the wound at the back of his knee remained.

Flesh was missing at the back of his knee, along with some rotten flesh.

Brown blood dripped onto the white sheets.

Zhang Yiming glanced at the dark sheets, frowning.

He almost wanted to kill him.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dare.

If Xiao Niu found out, she’d kill him.

So he could only quietly bully him a bit when Xiao Niu wasn’t around.

And couldn’t let outsiders see.

Cowardly~

"Xiao Ming, how should we handle this wound?"

Fan Liping held alcohol and gauze, looking at Leng Yebai’s knee, unsure where to start.

The rotting flesh and black blood made it heart-stopping at first sight.

It looked like the start of becoming a zombie!

"Don’t bother, he won’t die."

Zhang Yiming mysteriously retrieved a syringe, his eyes lurking as he looked at Leng Yebai’s wrist.

Wanted to draw blood for study.

Fan Liping saw the syringe in Zhang Yiming’s hand, thicker than an arm, and his face twitched.

"Xiao Ming, he’s lost too much blood already, you can’t draw more blood!"

Fan Liping silently snatched the syringe from Zhang Yiming.

Given Leng Yebai’s condition, if the unscrupulous Zombie King drew his blood, he might die before turning into a zombie!

"Make him something good to eat."

Zhang Yiming spoke gently, his eyes still firmly fixed on Leng Yebai’s wrist.

This guy hadn’t turned into a zombie; maybe he had antibodies against the virus.

If he got his serum, maybe he could have a chance to become human.

Human, a term originally used to describe people.

Now it referred only to survivors.

Those who were once humans had turned into monster-like creatures.

Even though he had superpowers that intimidated all zombies, he still wanted to become truly human, even if it meant discarding all power.

"...Okay."

Fan Liping glanced at the very weak Leng Yebai, nodded quietly, and turned towards the kitchen.

Taking the syringe with him.

After Fan Liping left,

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yiming had a new syringe in his hand. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

This syringe was thicker than a wrist, and one draw could be a full meal for Fan Tangtang!

The syringe needle pressed against Leng Yebai’s pale wrist, just a millimeter away from piercing his blood vessel.

Pushing the needle bit by bit.

Just when it was about to draw blood, Zhang Yiming stopped.

He hesitated.

If Xiao Niu found out, not only would she kill him, she’d probably hate him too?

Zhang Yiming quietly put away the syringe, glanced at Leng Yebai on the bed, and made a fist in front of him, gesturing a couple of times.

Fierce, yet without any actual threat.

Leng Yebai lay motionless on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath, but it didn’t relieve his frustration; he pursed his thin lips and strode outside.

Out of sight, out of mind.

That damned man!

Really wanted to chop him up and feed him to Fan Tangtang without anyone knowing!

In the kitchen, the stove was lit again.

Fan Liping efficiently chopped chicken and sliced potatoes.

The menacing Xiao Song Zombie crouched by the stove, nervously feeding wood into the fire with its stiff fingers.

Its dazed eyes occasionally fixated on Fan Liping, salivating suspiciously.

"Make the fire bigger!"

Fan Liping glanced at the water not yet boiling and said to Xiao Song Zombie.

Xiao Song Zombie’s stiff fingers moved faster, and more suspicious liquid dripped from its mouth.

While Fan Liping cooked ground pot chicken, Grandpa Fan Zombie couldn’t resist quietly leaving the kitchen area.

"Dad, we’ll soon have ground pot chicken. I’ll serve you a bowl once it’s ready, so don’t worry!"

Fan Liping grinned at the elderly zombie behind Fan Tangtang.

His dad loved ground pot chicken; while his cooking skills weren’t great, he insisted on making it daily and personally feeding it to his dad.

Hoping his dad, eating more ground pot chicken, might recall pre-apocalyptic times.

The elderly zombie glanced fearfully at the stove, quietly turning away.

It wasn’t interested in making ground pot chicken, only in those making it.