I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1293 - 1288: He and I

Chapter 1293: Chapter 1288: He and I

Tang Ye also smiled; perhaps that guy’s smile truly could scare many timid people, as those eyes genuinely carried an intense gaze that was eerily bone-chilling, yet they couldn’t scare him.

After capturing a screenshot of the Zombie King smiling, Tang Ye directly turned off his phone, lay on the lavish bed, and supported his head with both hands, starting to meditate, Su Sigui’s words flashing through his mind repeatedly.

About ten minutes later, Tang Ye slowly uttered a sentence.

"Maybe, I know what you’re afraid of now."

Dawn arrived quickly, and at the moment the early sun just began to show, everyone who was ready, along with the high-level zombies, grabbed their prepared items and boarded a flying machine.

On the tarmac, the powerhouses left at the Royal Court were there to see them off; amidst the discussions and the noisy chattering and some mocking others, the group of powerhouses queued up to board the flying machine.

"Dong Wenlu!"

"Go in."

"Old Hong, it’s your turn."

"Horst!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

People around the entrance of the flying machine and those entering clapped hands with one another.

"Hahaha, goodbye!"

"Get going!"

"Yi Huangcheng!"

"Here, wait a sec."

"Brother Hu, take it easy."

Xu Haishui and Ah Fu each found a comfortable spot and then slowly began waiting, listening to the names of the people successively boarding the machine.

"Lanfen, Dakota, Li Man, Huzal."

"Song Muyuan, you’re so timid and fear death, yet you still dare to go? Why not let me replace you?"

"No need."

"Tch, not the heart of a good person!"

One name after another, each representing a Level 8 Powerhouse entering the flying machine, soon heading south, where the largest Sanctuary City for humans, Cloud Gorge Base, awaited!

"Hey, Hu Ji, how about we swap?"

"F*ck off! I’m going on my own!"

A powerhouse at the entrance of the flying machine couldn’t help but speak up when he saw Hu Ji, but the plainsman was as irascible as ever.

As he went in, the person turned his gaze towards the others behind, hoping to find a kind-hearted individual willing to let him replace them on the trip to Cloud Gorge Base.

"Old Hong."

Upon seeing Old Hong’s smaller stature, the man couldn’t help but want to ask again, but it was likely that the other party would not agree, so he restrained himself until Old Hong entered the flying vehicle. He felt puzzled—hadn’t Old Hong just gone in?

"Kano Jie, it’s your turn; shall we switch?" the man with chestnut-colored, long hair, who was only twenty years old, couldn’t help but ask as he appeared on the gangway.

"Futam, no one wants to swap with you. Just stay there, will you? Maybe if Heavenly Khan is in a good mood, he’ll let you come to Cloud Gorge Base. As for us, we’re going ahead. Bye!"

Kano Jie laughed, unable to restrain herself, then she and several people behind her entered the vehicle.

As everyone boarded, the flying vehicle soon began to rise.

Futam felt a bit stifled and thought he might need to plead with Heavenly Khan later to let him visit Cloud Gorge Base. For a high-level zombie, staying put felt awful.

However, soon after, Futam suddenly sensed something odd. He quickly recapitulated those who had just entered the vehicle in his mind. It seemed a few people had been repeated?

Like Old Hong, who entered once and then another went in at the end.

"This..." He began recalling the entrants, counting them one by one. Finally, he realized that while one hundred and fifteen people had left, one hundred and twenty-eight had entered the vehicle!

There were even a few strangers among them, and the Song Muyuan he had seen seemed a bit different from before?

He wasn’t quite understanding it, but soon he remembered something—a little brat had sought out Song Muyuan before!

Realizing this, Futam hurriedly shouted at the flying vehicle as it ascended: "Hey! Wait! Abeng that scum slipped in!"

His voice echoed around the vicinity, heard by everyone there, but the flying vehicle, already several hundred meters in the air, seemed not to hear his roar, making Futam feel extremely frustrated.

"Fuck! Too late!" he complained, but then suddenly a sneaky grin came over his face.

"Heh heh, wait for it, Abeng. I’m telling Gong Xiao now. We’ll see what you have to say when you get back."

The image of Abeng facing Gong Xiao upon his return brought a conniving smile to Futam’s face.

Meanwhile, aboard the flying vehicle, a man named Yi Huangcheng walked to another container, lifting a blue curtain to look inside. In comparison to the first container, this one hosted a few people with expressionless faces, their skin occasionally writhing inadvertently, beginning to zombify, but quickly returning to normal.

Yi Huangcheng was not scared. While he was human, he had good relationships with many high-level zombies at the Royal Court, and among those sitting in this container, there were a few who were duplicated!

Apparently knowing something, he revealed a creepy smile, dropped the curtain, and returned to his own container, moving straight toward Song Muyuan.

This fellow seemingly did not want to sit with others, choosing to sit alone, and Yi Huangcheng naturally sat next to "Song Muyuan."

Just as he sat down, "Song Muyuan" looked over, asking doubtfully, "What do you want? If it’s something I can’t help with, I won’t listen."

Yi Huangcheng had just been cheerfully chatting with Bai Huipeng and others. The next second he was beside "Song Muyuan," making it hard not to suspect he had a favor to ask.

As "Song Muyuan" spoke up, Yi Huangcheng drew a smile, saying, "This task is something you can do, and you must help me."

"Song Muyuan" gave him a strange look, shrugged, and seemed to be targeted by this guy.

"Why should I help you? I’ve got a lot on my plate going to Cloud Gorge Base."

Hearing this, Yi Huangcheng leaned closer to "Song Muyuan," his glance making "Song Muyuan" feel uncomfortable.

"What’s up?"

With a mysterious smile, Yi Huangcheng said, "You brought quite a few of me, didn’t you?"

That comment sent chills over "Song Muyuan." The ’me’ mentioned by the other party referred to the zombies in the next container—those zombies were also him, and those hims, were also me, part of "Song Muyuan’s" body!