I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1141 - 1137: Just Fond of This Taste

Chapter 1141: Chapter 1137: Just Fond of This Taste

"I can never forget that day, when my wife was torn apart by those damn zombies. Her body parts were scattered in front of me—you know, that was the first time I’d seen the internal structure of a human body so vividly!"

Miao Luo’s tone began to sound eerie as he spoke, appearing somewhat mad. As he continued, the whites of his eyes reddened with visible anger.

"When my wife died, I was terrified. I was a coward. I watched as she was surrounded by a horde of zombies—I didn’t intervene, I ran. I returned to our house and watched her remains scattered after the zombies had dispersed."

"The death of my wife caused my children to beat me severely. I didn’t blame them because I knew it was all due to my own cowardice. Later on, my daughter, my son, and I stayed in our house for several months. During that period, Brother Song, you must know, the first few months of the apocalypse were the darkest. Yes, it was very dark. Months passed, and we had run out of food. We were too scared to go out searching for food in fear of zombies, so we starved through that period. Normally, we would eat the cockroaches that crawled out from the sewers. Disgusting as it was, no one cared about the consequences of eating such things back then."

"The feeling of hunger can truly drive a person mad. All you think about is filling your stomach. At that time, when we saw the buckets full of swill across the street, our mouths watered. There were even a few days when my son, my daughter, and I fought over it."

"Do you know why?"

"Why?" Song Muyuan asked curiously.

"We were hungry..."

"Oh," Song Muyuan nodded. As a zombie, he didn’t feel much about cannibalism, but soon he noticed the startled look on Miao Luo’s face as he saw Song Muyuan’s indifferent expression. However, Miao Luo quickly realized something.

It seemed that Song Muyuan had also experienced this. Different from himself, Miao Luo had only thought about killing his son and daughter to satisfy his hunger, but it was just a fleeting thought. He had managed to maintain his moral baseline as a human to this day, not like those maniacs who actually killed people for food.

But Song Muyuan was different. His nonchalant expression seemed to suggest he had done such things, and many of them. Otherwise, how could he be so unmoved by the act of cannibalism?

However, it wasn’t good to speak plainly about such matters. After all, humanity was at its ugliest at that time. Almost everyone who had made it to this day had done something shocking during that period. If you weren’t ruthless, you simply wouldn’t have survived this long. To live, you had to treat everyone around you as tools, exchanging their lives for your own.

Including Miao Luo, who, in order to survive back then, had done everything. Each act was a testament to the darkest nature of humanity.

"But we had been hungry for so many days by that point that the cockroaches crawling out from the sewer didn’t seem normal. We didn’t eat them, haha—we were too weak to keep fighting and soon lacked the strength to move. It was in the eleventh month when the military organized by the nation passed through our Xujiang City. There were too many people to rescue and even more of a problem to figure out where to place those who were rescued. And so, that army unit just saved any survivors they came across along their route."

"On that hungry day, desperate to survive a few more days, we just slept all day because being asleep meant not feeling the hunger. It must have been around noon. It was very quiet outside, but suddenly we heard screams coming from outside. I went to look, and saw many people running out from the buildings. We too were startled; by that point, I thought everyone in Xujiang City was dead. It was surprising to see so many people."

"At that moment, we heard from someone that the army was passing through Xujiang City. Then my daughter, my son, and I followed the crowd and ran for our lives. Do you know that scene? The streets were full of zombies, and a huge crowd pushed desperately through the horde. We were fortunate with the numbers on our side. As people outside got caught and died, we made it inside. After running across two streets, we saw the military clearing zombies along the way."

"However, the vehicle was packed with people, not just us. People from other areas were cramming their way towards us too. Before we even got close, the armored cars’ loudspeakers announced that they were full and couldn’t take more. You wouldn’t know, we all went mad. No one moved forward, we all just pushed; we did the same, pulling people off the transport truck and climbed aboard ourselves. The soldiers couldn’t stand to watch anymore and started shooting at those who hadn’t boarded. That’s when my son was killed..."

The more Miao Luo spoke, the more animated he became. From his eyes, one could see the madness of that time—going to any lengths to survive. Song Muyuan, too, was captivated by this incredible tale of adventure.

However, just as Miao Luo was about to continue, a knocking at the private room door abruptly paused his narrative. He glanced at the tightly closed door and frowned. After a moment, he said, "Come in."

"Yes, Mr. Mayor."

A calming and slightly flirtatious female voice came from outside, creating a sensation as if one’s heart were being scratched by a cat’s claw. Then, the door lock was opened from the outside, and a tall, elegant woman with long legs and a mature demeanor, dressed in black stockings and a black and white maid’s outfit, entered with a tray held firmly in her hands. She approached Miao Luo gracefully.

"Mr. Mayor, it’s time for your meal."

Miao Luo’s face showed a bit of embarrassment as he waved his hand and said, "Is it for two?"

"Yes."

"Then leave it here, and you can go."

"Yes." The tall woman nodded and exited. Miao Luo gave Song Muyuan an awkward smile and said, "Heh, Brother Song, I don’t have many hobbies. I just have a taste for this."

"No problem." Song Muyuan had no idea what was going on and could only respond helplessly with a wave of his hand.

PS: As for why there was no update yesterday, I’m too lazy to explain—it makes it seem like there are too many pressing matters when, in fact, there aren’t any. It’s just that my sister is starting middle school and had to get the COVID vaccine. Someone had to watch the family store, so I spent the whole day on the road and didn’t get back until twelve at night, which is why I couldn’t update in time. Sorry about that. If the inspiration hits, I will make up for it with a big update.

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