Bai Zhengxuan didn’t say anything, he raised his hand and pointed at the Bai Family’s fairies.

The small matters at home are basically up to the fairies, the big ones are decided by the men.

—So far, all the things happening to the Bai Family are considered small matters.

"Of course, we’re going inside to play with the zombies!" Liu Jing calmly pointed in the direction of Shanghai.

The zombies in Shanghai are definitely tougher than the ones at the Fire Phoenix Safety Base.

Just thinking about it is exciting.

Bai Zhengxuan bowed his head down, shoveling dumplings into his mouth, not saying a word.

He was scared inside, but he didn’t refute.

"Hey! What a coincidence! We’re also planning to have some fun in Shanghai, let’s go together!" Uncle Wang grinned with his teeth.

The meals for the next few days are secured.

Uncle Liu wasn’t happy inside; there are so many zombies in Shanghai, going in with Old Wang surely they’ll be chased by hordes of zombies!

... But, birds die for food.

Being able to hitch free meals with the Bai Family sounds pretty satisfying.

Both parties quickly agreed to enter Shanghai together.

Mealtime was very enjoyable.

Wang Lu didn’t have a car and couldn’t board the Bai Family’s bus, he could only watch longingly as the bus and the garbage truck headed toward Shanghai.

Once the two vehicles left, Wang Lu wandered around Shanghai just like usual.

All the zombies he passed kept their distance.

"Don’t be afraid, I’ve decided not to die, and from now on, if you want to bite me, I won’t let you!"

Wang Lu cheerily patted his belly and waved at the distant zombies.

The zombies’ rotten faces showed no expression, just blankly staring at Wang Lu.

"Let me tell you, dumplings filled with pork and scallions are delicious, you’ll never know what it tastes like! If there’s pork and scallion dumplings every day, who would want to become a zombie!"

Wang Lu clasped his hands over his mouth, yelling nonsensically, regardless of whether the zombies understood.

After venting, Wang Lu lightly hummed a tune, hopping and skipping along the decay-laden streets.

Although Wang Lu was technically middle-aged, it didn’t stop him from hopping like a child.

Having just come out of the building, the Zombie King family who was about to search for someone paused slightly.

"Our CEO figured things out just from eating dumplings?" Li Mo was slightly bewildered.

"If I could eat dumplings filled with pork and scallions once, I’d understand too." Old Li Cheng wiped his mouth.

He couldn’t taste human food at all, and it was quite tempting.

"Since that’s the case, the solution is simple, let the zombies deliver pork and scallion dumplings to him from now on." Li Nian said.

Wang Lu really was the best CEO and the best employee.

As a boss, in the apocalypse, it’s only right to look after your employees.

This guy doesn’t even care if his wife cheats on him for the sake of the company, what reason does a boss have not to help him?

"Tsk! I wonder if any safe base among humans has developed a vaccine for the zombie virus, what’s taking so long!"

Li Mo glanced at Yunhua Safety Base, the largest base in Shanghai, feeling slightly melancholic.

"Slowly waiting! Seems like it’ll take a long time." Li Nian cautiously glanced around and continued, "We should worry about ourselves more! After leaving the building, let’s not get killed by humans or zombies!"

Li Mo’s previously melancholic face suddenly stiffened, and he carefully surveyed his surroundings.

Fearing that humans would suddenly rush over to dig out the crystal cores from their grandchild trio’s brains.

The three Zombie Kings walked down the streets stained with dark blood, emitting an aura that caused surrounding zombies to avoid them, not daring to block the path.

Yet, the expressions of these three highly imposing Zombie King family members appeared... slightly sleazy.

Afraid others would kill them.

The three of them huddled together, heading toward the edge of Shanghai.

On the other side of Shanghai.

Once the blue and white bus and the green garbage truck entered the streets of Shanghai, they noticed something different compared to other places.

There were really a lot of zombies!

"Roar—"

A swarm of ordinary zombies rushed over from all directions, charging at the bus and green garbage truck.

"Goodness! Old Wang’s zombie-attracting physique truly lives up to its reputation!"

Old Bai glanced at the zombies outside and his eyelids twitched fiercely.

They hadn’t even reached the city center, and the vehicles were struggling to advance.

The bus windows were slightly ajar, frosty steel needles continuously flew out from the window edges, constantly piercing into the zombies’ temple.

Liu Jing rubbed her fingers, ice needles also flew out from the window’s edge.

A mutated climbing vine wrapped around Bai Zhengxuan’s wrist fell off, a vine madly growing, diving out through the gap, rapidly penetrating the zombies’ temple.

The robust green garbage truck rammed zombies everywhere, Uncle Liu’s mutated pothos also continuously harvested zombie heads.

Bai Xiqin extended her fingers and beckoned, shiny crystal cores flew out one after another from the dead zombies’ temples, directly falling into the green garbage truck compartment.

They’d save them for later to divvy up.

An hour later, the zombies so crowded they were barely navigable all lay on the ground, crystal cores harvested.

Continuing forward, this time, the regular zombies charging at them became significantly fewer.

Only occasionally encountering a few scattered ones.

"Looks like there are High Rank Zombies nearby, testing our strength."

Bai Xiqin’s dark eyes scanned the street sides, yet couldn’t find the hiding place of the High Rank Zombie.

"Xiao Niu, over there."

Leng Yebai gently patted Bai Xiqin’s shoulder, pointing at a group of mindless zombies ahead.

In front of the vehicles, there seem to be about a dozen ordinary zombies, moving slowly, draped in rotten flesh, with blank stares seemingly lacking any awakened consciousness.

And that was exactly what was strange.

Ordinary zombies, upon hearing any commotion, would charge recklessly, but wouldn’t amble around leisurely.

Upon closer inspection, each zombie looked just regular, stiff-bodied, nothing like High Rank Zombies.

Bai Xiqin reexamined more carefully, finally discovering something odd.

A zombie with a face full of rot had more agile eyes compared to the others, its rotten eyes appeared blank yet kept glancing at the bus from time to time.

It was directing the nearby ordinary zombies.

"Xiao Fan, you see that zombie up ahead? Hit it!"

Bai Xiqin walked behind Bai Yifan, pointing out a zombie.

"Why hit it? Is it a High Rank Zombie? If it’s High Rank, I’m scared to ram it!" Bai Yifan immediately asked.

Ramming ordinary zombies as usual is fine, but if it’s High Rank, Bai Yifan wouldn’t dare, fearing it might break the glass to scratch him.

"Obviously, it’s just an ordinary zombie, with no awareness, its brain barely functioning." Bai Xiqin assured.

Bai Yifan looked carefully, feeling indeed it was an ordinary zombie.

Without further ado, he floored the gas pedal and rushed toward the zombie ahead.

Simultaneously, the green garbage truck also charged toward the zombie.

At this moment, Bai Yifan and Uncle Wang suddenly became confused, seemingly unaware of what they were doing.

The rotten-eyed High Rank Zombie’s gaze abruptly turned fierce, an invisible force spread into the two vehicles.

It’s a Spiritual Zombie, capable of meddling with human awareness.