I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1024 - 1021: Posthumous Work

Chapter 1024: Chapter 1021: Posthumous Work

"Don’t worry about me; just go. Bringing me here is more than enough for me."

Hearing Telos’s words, Yaztec felt a surge of guilt, a guilt that made him even less willing to abandon his teacher.

"No, Teacher, hang in there. Nothing will happen to you; we’ll leave together."

"You can’t save me; I’m already infected, and soon... I might... turn into a disgusting, horrible zombie..." As he spoke, Telos’s voice grew increasingly hoarse, a hallmark sign of becoming zombified.

"No! That won’t happen. Teacher, you’ll be fine. I’ll take you to the Peace Party. The Peace Party can control zombies; they must have a serum for the virus. Teacher, hang in there! You must hang in there!"

Hearing Yaztec’s words, Telos revealed a despair-filled smile. The top research teams in the world hadn’t solved the problem of anti-life material assimilation infections, much less the Peace Party.

A serum? It’s simply not feasible to develop one. Even if, by some miracle, the Peace Party developed a serum, his current condition wouldn’t sustain him till he got to the Peace Party.

"No, child, you don’t need to save me. I’m already dying. With me, you won’t be able to escape either. Thank you... for your help during this time... I’m honored to have known you, Yaztec..."

Telos’s voice became raspier, the tones from his throat faintly resembling the roars of a zombie.

"No! Teacher, I will take you with me, rest assured. As long as I live, I will not abandon you, don’t worry!"

Telos paid no mind to Yaztec’s words, for it was utterly impossible. There are many types of people in the world, and Telos was the type who didn’t fear death—a common man who dared to leave the human Sanctuary Zone to roam the world in search of every beautiful scene. Without a readiness to face death, it would have been completely impossible.

Therefore, the word "death" never weighed heavily on his mind. To him, nothing in this world could last forever; everything would vanish quietly during some unforeseeable moment, leaving no trace of their existence. The same applied to humans; death was everyone’s ultimate destination, faced by all, merely a matter of timing. What difference did it make if one died sooner or later?

The only difference lay in the extent of one’s remembrance in this world.

Yaztec wanted to say more, but Telos quickly silenced him with a gesture.

"Alright, child. There’s just one favor I need from you now."

Without hesitation, Yaztec nodded in agreement: "Teacher, just say it. I will definitely fulfill it, but you must promise me, you can’t die! There’s so much I haven’t learned yet; you can’t just die like this!"

Yaztec’s eyes brimmed with hope, starkly contrasting with the lifeless gaze in Telos’s eyes. He thought Telos had thought of some solution, but the next words out of Telos’s mouth completely devastated him.

"Keep it safe for me, remember to upload its contents to the terminal. With that, I can die without regrets. Also, help me up; I need to end my life. Once I turn into a zombie, you will be in danger."

Yaztec stood there, stunned, unresponsive for a long while. Finally, he shook his head at Telos, his expression conveying everything—refusal!

He refused Telos!

"Hurry up!" Soon after, Telos let out a heart-wrenching roar at Yaztec.

"Hurry up! You shouldn’t give up too much for me, child. You are still young, you can live for a much longer time, and... cough, cough... you are a new human, new humans have much longer lifespans than normal people. Are you willing to give up like this? Don’t be foolish..."

"Well, child... I shouldn’t have said so much. You still have a lot to learn from me, I hope you can keep your interest, although I can’t continue to teach you the remaining things, but don’t worry, I have here..." he said. Telos took out a palm-sized notebook and a two-finger-thick photo album from the pocket of his clothes next to him.

He pointed to the album and said, "Here lies the essence of my life, and this, is about photography skills. Looking at these should be able to help you, now help me up."

Yaztec, with trembling hands, took the things in Telos’s hands, looked into his eyes, and remained silent for a long time. In the end, he could only help Telos up and walk to the window as he wished.

He knew that he couldn’t change what was to come. Naivety might be beautiful, but reality was cruel. He could only follow his teacher’s advice at this time, as forcibly keeping him would be a torture for Telos.

"I’m sorry, teacher..." Yaztec expressed his apologies to Telos, but Telos just waved his hand.

"It’s okay, child. Everyone dies. Look at it that way, you really don’t have anything to feel guilty about. Everything is inevitable. Goodbye."

Yaztec let go of his hand, and Telos, smiling faintly, said to him, "Goodbye."

The words were very plain, like a casual conversation between old friends before parting.

But these two words made Yaztec’s heart more oppressed.

He closed his eyes, and about two seconds later, a "thump" came from below.

Yaztec opened his eyes, Telos had jumped, landing headfirst, and the moment his head touched the ground, it burst open like a ripe watermelon. His death lured out the zombified creatures in silver armor to his body. They sniffed around, discovering a dead one of their own, then re-entered the building.

The floors below burst into a "clattering" noise, Yaztec knew that the zombies were searching for something, making strange noises.

For some reason, after Telos was gone, Yaztec no longer felt anxious, as if the heaviness in his heart outweighed everything, making him constantly reminisce about the time he spent with Telos. Rather than leaving immediately, he wanted to see the essence of Telos’s life.

Sitting on the ground, Yaztec opened the first page of the album, and just as he had guessed, it was a Buddha photography piece, but these works gave off a marvelous feeling.

To say that Telos was one of the world’s top photographers, as soon as Yaztec saw the first piece in the album, he was deeply immersed in it.

Each work maximized the use of angles and lighting, natural yet tranquil. The scenery about the wilderness felt as if one were in a wonderland and everything about the city felt like being in a beautifully animated anime, where every person or thing was wonderfully beautiful.

It was like a beautifully gentle tune, the moment the prelude struck, it felt as though old friends flashed through one’s mind.