"It smells so good! Old Bai really knows how to live, eating whatever he wants. We’ve been struggling these days, haven’t even had a proper meal!"

Uncle Liu looked at the kebab in his hand with a bit of emotion.

If he could, he would try to take Bai Zhengxuan’s family away.

Take away a whole bus of people!

"Exactly! We haven’t had a proper meal for days, this morning we only managed to gnaw a few chicken legs, didn’t have time for anything else."

Uncle Wang nodded in agreement.

Feeling like he was starving to skin and bones, he was very envious of Old Bai.

The Bai Family lived the best, especially back at Fire Phoenix Safety Base, where he would occasionally catch a bite of braised pork knuckle.

Life was good!

"If you collect more supplies, you can eat whatever you want, right? You guys are really skilled, ordinary zombies are no match for you!"

Bai Zhengxuan felt that the two old men were exaggerating a bit.

Back at the Fire Phoenix Safety Base, the three of them would often go out and fight zombies for fun, not collecting supplies doesn’t mean they lack the capability.

If you’re really hungry, you should be able to find food anywhere!

Even if you don’t collect supplies, you can kill a few zombies and dig out their Crystal Cores, exchanging them for quite a bit of food.

Things shouldn’t be that miserable!

"There’s simply no time to collect supplies!" Uncle Liu shook his head, speechless, "It feels like we’ve always been chased by zombie hordes. It was like this at Fire Phoenix Safety Base, and it’s the same here in Shanghai."

He even suspected Old Wang might have pissed off some zombie leader, but he had no evidence!

They were together all the way, never bumped into a Zombie King.

"Chased by zombie hordes?" Bai Zhengxuan looked at Uncle Wang, puzzled, "Impossible! We drove a bus all the way here and weren’t chased by hordes."

"Is it that strange? Isn’t this the norm?" Uncle Wang wiped his mouth and continued munching on the kebab, "The apocalypse is supposed to be like this! Survival is tough for humans."

Throughout the apocalypse, Uncle Wang almost always ended up being chased by zombies every time he went out.

Uncle Wang assumed everyone was like this.

"Not exactly, some people want to be chased by zombies but aren’t!" Bai Zhengxuan pointed at Wang Lu.

Wang Lu blinked and quietly continued eating the kebab.

It’s really tasty.

He seemingly didn’t want to be chased by zombies anymore, the kebab tasted really good!

Once you become a zombie, you can’t eat kebabs, huh!

"I don’t believe it."

Uncle Wang shook his head and continued munching heartily.

He didn’t believe that people aren’t chased by zombie hordes, it’s supposed to be the norm!

Bai Zhengxuan’s lips twitched, if he hadn’t gone out with Old Wang a few times, he wouldn’t believe Old Wang’s talent for getting chased by zombies was so exceptional.

No normal person is that lucky.

"Uncle Wang, did your crazy driving accidentally hit several Zombie Kings, which is why you’re chased by zombies every day?" Bai Yifan tilted his head, speculating.

Otherwise, normal people wouldn’t be chased by zombie hordes every day.

"Impossible, all the zombies I’ve hit are completely dead, no way they’re alive to seek revenge!" Uncle Wang waved dismissively.

He didn’t believe he’d hit a Zombie King.

"We indeed haven’t hit a Zombie King, after leaving Fire Phoenix Safety Base, we’ve accidentally crashed into dozens of cars, and an unlucky family of three, but they’re fine, didn’t offend anyone else."

Uncle Liu calmly listed Uncle Wang’s achievements.

Bai Family: ...

Dozens of cars, quite the record.

"You crashed into so many people?" Bai Yifan blinked, "Could any of them be Zombie Kings? Like that unfortunate family of three?"

"Impossible!" Uncle Wang shook his head decisively, "They looked pretty easy to bully, seemed compliant when they were hit and flown out, can’t be Zombie Kings."

Bai Yifan: "...Oh."

He increasingly felt that the family of three might be Zombie Kings?

But this perspective was too absurd, without basis, Bai Yifan didn’t voice it.

While the Bai Family and the two old men were catching up, in the center of Shanghai, surrounding a towering building, groups of zombies quietly formed a circle.

A tall, towering building stood grounded, encircled layer upon layer by zombies, impenetrable, not even a rat could enter.

The building was spotlessly clean, lacking any apocalyptic appearance, as orderly as before the apocalypse.

In the reception on the second floor, Li Mo’s family of three sat idly on the sofa.

Slumped on the sofa in perfect formation, from their perspective, they could see the crowded zombies outside through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Throughout the building, only their family of three.

And the zombies circling outside were protecting them.

Their family of three, Zombie Kings, once worth billions have turned into Zombie Kings post-apocalypse.

The wealthy fear death the most, despite their formidable strength, they rarely leave the building.

Afraid of encountering stronger Zombie Kings, also scared of meeting humans.

Yes, they feared humans.

Because they heard from the radio, humans know about the existence of Zombie Kings, actively clearing them out, resisting zombies, making them very afraid.

Even though their strength allowed them to roam like kings in Shanghai, they hid fearfully in the building.

This building was both a company and their home.

Because it’s their home, they instinctively felt safer here.

Initially, they planned not to leave the building before the apocalypse ended, after all, outside zombies could deliver food inside.

But one day, a formidable zombie riding a motorcycle arrived, more powerful than Li Mo’s family.

According to his demands, they started controlling zombies to search for people as requested by that powerful zombie.

Yet, there wasn’t much progress.

Thus, the Zombie King family decided to venture out together, avoiding being eliminated by that powerful zombie.

On their first outing, they were hit by a green garbage truck and flown.

The worst part was, the culprit just uttered a simple apology, saw them get up, then fled.

What was it like to be hit and flown?

The Zombie King family said their fragile hearts were severely traumatized.

Then, the Zombie King family became withdrawn.

Too scared to roam outside, returned straight to the building.

Before the apocalypse, their billion-dollar wealth kept them from committing crimes, fearing capture, asset seizure, just wanting to live and enjoy.

Post-apocalypse, they stayed inside, fearing death, hoping for quick world peace, restoration to normalcy, to reclaim their billion-dollar wealth.

Oh dear, what trouble!

A formidable zombie came along, forcing them to take risks.

"Dad, the outside world is too dangerous, let’s not go out tomorrow either."

Li Mo slouched on the sofa in a carefree pose.

As a super third-generation tycoon, he didn’t want to die, just wanted to lie low until the apocalypse ended, get vaccinated, and resume pleasure-seeking.

"No way, otherwise, we’ll be killed by our boss." Li Nian waved his hand weakly.

Life was too good, the family was too wealthy, still can’t afford to die.

Both pre and post-apocalypse, the Li Family of three were most afraid of death.

After all, owning billions, death means it’s over.

"Oh!"

Mr. Li sighed, his eyes seething without words.

His lifetime was glorious, regarded as a knowledgeable expert by others, his son owning a listed company, possessing billion-dollar wealth.

Unexpectedly becoming a Zombie King when supposed to enjoy old age.

Exhausting, emotionally draining.

He just wanted to live well!

Terrified of being captured and dissected by humans.

Even more scared of being killed by zombies to extract Crystal Cores.

So hard, so hard, oh so hard!