I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1264 - 1259: Farewell, United District 2

Chapter 1264: Chapter 1259: Farewell, United District 2

The people and zombies around were all bustling about, burying Jiang Chentong’s body under a bridge tunnel, with a very conspicuous grave mound beneath. As a tombstone, a piece of cement rock had been violently torn off by force. This tombstone was one that Ah Fu and the others had meticulously selected after much deliberation from the less damaged pieces of cement.

After all, they had no tools and could only use their bare hands to make a tombstone for Jiang Chentong. But how could a tombstone made by hand, torn from the bridge above, be as intact as one made by a professional?

However, it was sufficient for now. The weakest of the people and zombies present were Level 6, which meant they possessed enough strength to firmly secure the tombstone into the ground.

The tombstone was large, and its irregular, uneven edges continuously emphasized just how humble Jiang Chentong’s grave was. But they had no choice in the matter. Along with Jiang Chentong’s name, someone quickly carved a sentence onto the stone; with tears at the corners of his eyes, Yan Jie used a steel rod to inscribe:

One day, we who bid farewell to each other will meet again at the other end of time.

The end of winter, the accumulation of smiles-like snow allowed the small river in front of them to surge, becoming tumultuous. In Huang Quanjiu’s memory, the first time he came here, the water in the river was nearly dried up to the point of thirst. The mud had zombie corpses and mutated aquatic creatures in an advanced state of decay, struggling ceaselessly. And now, the river’s water level had risen sharply, rushing forward, making a "whooshing" sound, like an army’s roar to boost morale before battle but also like a loud sob from the dead, lamenting their regrets in life.

The crowd fell silent for a while, just looking at the tomb, each filled with their own thoughts.

Some glanced at Tang Ye, seeing that he had no reaction, nor did they ask what to do next.

However, this did not last long. Soon, Tang Ye seemed to have worked something out. He closed his eyes, clearing some of the emotion within them, and then asked Xu Haishui, "Old Xu, what is the situation in the United District right now?"

Upon hearing Tang Ye’s question, the people and zombies regained a glimmer of hope in their eyes. They had been waiting for Tang Ye’s words. Of course, they weren’t just waiting for him to speak; any determination of their next path would suffice. And here, the only one who could make such a decision was Tang Ye.

Nowadays, no one wanted to stay here any longer. During this time, nobody knew how many had died, and in the haze overhead, nearly a million souls lingered.

If Jiang Chentong had not died, perhaps they would have been full of expectation to embark on the next leg of their journey since the founding members of the Peace Party were all here.

When Tang Ye asked, his eyes closed slightly for a moment. He had been hesitating whether to ask because, by now, he already had a good guess of what the United District might look like. But he asked with a thread of hope—what if there were still a chance to save the United District?

In the moment Tang Ye’s words fell, some already had plans in their hearts to rebuild the United District. After all, any venture that starts anew brings a sense of anticipation, a process of witnessing. Of course, that’s excluding some rather frustrating factors.

To re-establish the United District, the first issue to resolve was the radioactive materials lingering in the air following the explosion at Changheng Power Supply. When Ah Fu met with the others, bringing along an unconscious Tang Ye, they had all seen the state of the United District; it was beyond saving.

Due to radiation, the United District was now presumably a scene of a ghost parade, filled with disgusting creatures altered by radiation, not even leaving a living person inside.

"Marshal, do we still need to go back? Now inside there are all kinds of weird creatures, and some vaporized ghosts..." Yan Jie said uncertainly, and just hearing the word "vaporized" from his mouth let everyone and the zombies know just how bad the situation in the United District had become.

But Yan Jie had not finished speaking when Xu Haishui interrupted and explained the general situation of the United District. It was more or less the same, but Xu went into more detail. Now in the United District, aside from the various monsters created by radioactive substances, there were also the environments where many plants had sprung up. Near the old site of the Mercenary Guild, some enormous mushrooms grew, purple all over with mysterious purple spots, and there were some underground evolved plants that had become tentacled monsters emerging from various corners of the United District, their main bodies covering much of the Central District’s jurisdiction.

However, these places were all near Changheng Power Supply, and as for more distant areas, it was unknown whether the situation was as severe.

Tang Ye exhaled, realizing the United District was truly beyond saving.

He remained silent for a while, contemplating the next step. Seeing him sink into silence, others held a trace of disappointment in their eyes but said nothing, only waiting for Tang Ye’s arrangement, hoping their Marshal (Chairman) would give up on the idea of rebuilding the United District as they did not wish to return to that place.

Without society, many joys of life go unwitnessed, unable to be shared with others.

Of course, Tang Ye knew their thoughts. Like them, Tang Ye no longer wished to return to the United District either. Li Henian was himself. His sadness planted deep within his heart. To him, the United District became a land of ill omen, filled with oppressive memories. Seeing it would only bring endless sorrow, so how could he wish to return to the United District—just as some people would feel repulsed by the memory of seeing their relatives die in the place where they had long lived, leading them to choose avoidance.

Not to confront, lest objects spur memories of loved ones.

In the silence, Tang Ye silently communicated a few things, but the mayor of Gujin Base had yet to realize that there was already no connection with the United District. He was merely concerned about what exactly happened today.

As Tang Ye entered a silent state, everyone else followed suit in silence, not speaking to one another until they felt a strong tremor pass through the ground. That was when they noticed Tang Ye had stood up.

"We... It’s time to go."

Tang Ye’s mouth opened slightly, uttering those few simple words. Turning his head, his gaze fell in the direction of Longyang City. The perception that a Level 9 zombie possessed told Tang Ye that the United District was in that direction. The others stood one by one, directing their gaze towards where Tang Ye looked. Indeed, it was toward the United District.

The continuous vibrations emanating from the ground whispered to them of what was to come.

"Farewell, United District."