I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1276 - 1271: Joke

Chapter 1276: Chapter 1271: Joke

The basin was large, about one and a half meters in diameter, filled with water that was used to clean something. The water had turned a murky red-black color, clearly a mix of pus and stale blood. Su Sigui observed closely, seeing that this was the combination inside.

While Ha Zhen was pouring out the dirty water, his hand seemed to be holding onto something, preventing it from being poured out with the wastewater. In the large clear basin, three weapons appeared: a meaty dark purple whip with densely packed barbs curving clockwise, a strangely shaped weapon resembling flames, it was unclear whether it was a stick or a sword, and a large glove that Su Sigui knew to belong to a zombie. It had black claws formed by keratin covering, with flesh and bones gouged out creating a hollow, turning it into a clawed glove that only fit on the right hand.

"These are from a Level 8 zombie," she observed as her gaze swept over the glove, recognizing it instantly. Though the glove had lost its original master’s residual consciousness, becoming completely inert, it did not hinder the sharpness of the clawed glove.

"So, here at the Royal Court, as long as you don’t look for trouble, this place is very safe," the old man said proudly.

Su Sigui nodded slightly. This aspect seemed very similar to the United District, but unlike the United District, many people in the Royal Court upheld this rule. Her eyes met Ha Zhen’s, who might have sensed her gaze, as he just glanced up before bowing his head and continuing his work.

The three weapons Ha Zhen was cleaning, two were attack organs pulled from a Level 7 zombie, and one from a Level 8 zombie. If these were at Cloud Gorge Base, many people would covet them!

She had noticed that besides the central hanging, wearable bladed arm in Ha Zhen’s shop, there were five attack organs from a Level 8 zombie, all thoroughly deceased. Moreover, from Level 7 down to Level 4, there were many dead zombie attack organs available.

Although attack organs from a Level 8 zombie were highly sought after, even to the extent of triggering wars, living and dead ones were entirely different commodities. Living "weapons" provided more convenience for the user. If the dead ones were damaged, they needed to be replaced, even though they were not easily damaged.

Su Sigui was particularly interested in the living bladed arm or living knife. Its slender blade suited her well. As for the others, she did not show much interest except for the clawed glove which had caught her eye. But she had just confirmed something: this man named Ha Zhen was also a zombie!

And his level was even higher than the previously encountered Kerting.

Level 8!

Truth be told, after confirming Ha Zhen was a Level 8 zombie, Su Sigui felt a strange sensation. Those people who teased a Level 8 zombie by the shop entrance were incredibly bold, considering many among them were ordinary humans.

Zombies are bloodthirsty. An encounter with living beings heralds relentless pursuits until death. Even Level 8 zombies, which possess intelligence comparable to humans, cannot change their violent and bloodthirsty nature. It was a miracle for a group of ordinary humans to escape such a zombie, let alone converse with one.

And to tease one? In all her years, Su Sigui had never seen this happen, making the whole situation feel both absurd and peculiar.

Perhaps noticing Su Sigui’s gaze, Tagu in the passenger seat had earlier made those comments, implying that the Royal Court, and especially within Ha Zhen’s sight, was very safe.

Su Sigui gestured and spoke lightly, "Stop the car."

Yan Xing was startled, having also realized Ha Zhen was a Level 8 zombie. He was eager to leave this place. In the Royal Court, he did not feel the sense of security Su Sigui possessed. Instead, he felt as though he’d entered a zombie den!

Here, encountering two high-level zombies at once, a Level 7 and a Level 8. It’s possible that the latter, if displeased, would open its mouth, revealing its terrifying zombie nature!

However, knowing Su Sigui for over ten years, Yan Xing was probably the one who understood her best. Having followed her for so long, even a pig might understand its master’s thoughts at times. Su Sigui had always been a cautious person.

If it were a dangerous situation, she wouldn’t choose to stop the car at this moment; she would accelerate to leave the area quickly.

Yan Xing obediently stopped the car, and the elder glanced at Su Sigui. He didn’t say anything, considering that Su Sigui’s decision to stop might be because she was interested in some items in Ha Zhen’s shop. However, during the banquet period that Heavenly Khan had arranged, it was unlikely that Ha Zhen would sell his goods, as many were possibly intended for the elites in the palace.

Having disembarked from the car, Su Sigui approached Ha Zhen with a purpose, sensing his presence. Ha Zhen looked up, his movements momentarily pausing. Blood flickered across his eyes until Su Sigui was less than ten meters away, then he spoke, "A foreigner?"

His question seemed to imply he wasn’t completely sure if Su Sigui and her group were indeed outsiders.

But Su Sigui did not intend to hide anything and nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes, we are not from the Royal Court. We come from Yunxia Base in China."

Ha Zhen glanced at her and remarked, "The Sanctuary City of Hope? Heh."

From Ha Zhen’s tone, Su Sigui detected a hint of mockery. She narrowed her eyes; the Northern Empire was deeply hidden, located in an uninhabited area, unreachable without a local guide. Ha Zhen’s demeanor suggested, despite the empire’s isolation, he was quite informed about the outside world.

Su Sigui didn’t want to argue just because of the mockery in Ha Zhen’s tone. Perhaps in the eyes of everyone here, Yunxia Base was not safe, nor did it have the comfort of the Royal Court. And to Ha Zhen, a zombie, Yunxia Base might even be a joke!

Almost all surviving humans had been driven to the Chinese Continent. Whether it was major or minor Sanctuary Cities or survivor bases, they were overcrowded. Developing any area required organizing military forces to clear it out, which would consume immense resources and was a highly uneconomical endeavor. Consequently, the slave-based human society has grown more mature, resembling the ancient feudal system, with some families sending their children to human trafficking organizations just to fill their bellies.