I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1364 - 1359: Story 4

Chapter 1364: Chapter 1359: Story 4

With a simple farewell, he really left. It seemed as though no words could enter his ears, could resonate in his heart, or even invoke the ability to feel anger. That day, Teacher Zhang found him frantically at Qingbai’s, where he received the fairy tale book Qingbai had given him. He had just taken it when Teacher Zhang brought him back to find the teacher of his class.

From Teacher Zhang’s mouth, he heard he might be expelled from school, deemed mentally handicapped and suited for some special school. That day, he saw Teacher Zhang muttering a lot with his class teacher, and then, he saw the class teacher’s gaze turn to the familiar pity when looking at him.

From that day on, he never again appeared beside the lectern like a clown or outside the classroom door.

What special people gave him, he treated specially. He read the thick fairy tale book seriously, and when he encountered words he didn’t recognize, he happily went to Qingbai to learn, even though it would provoke her roommates’ sneers full of mockery, but he didn’t care.

Also, starting from that day, the beauty described in the fairy tales slightly changed his perception of the world. This world should be exactly like the one in the fairy tales, full of wondrous things, adorable sprites, honest folk, and kind-hearted angels.

Time flew by so quickly. The time he had experienced felt like yesterday’s dream, fleeting, leaving him only with a sense of haziness.

In his second year of junior high, Qingbai, whom he valued more than family, had earned excellent grades, received sponsorship from kind-hearted people in society, and got into the university of her dreams. When he learned she was about to leave, he spent a sleepless night, repeatedly reading that fairy tale book.

The light in his heart was about to leave, and he grew restless. He couldn’t wait to leave with Qingbai, but he had no reason to, he had to wait here, until he traveled the same journey Qingbai had, before he could set off.

In junior high, he seemed even more peculiar in the eyes of his classmates. He wasn’t like those delinquent students who frequently started trouble, fighting in inconspicuous places, nor was he absent for nine out of ten classes.

People discovered he lacked emotion, and to the delinquents, this was amusing. They played horror movies on their smuggled phones in front of him, yet he didn’t blink once throughout. One classmate manipulated his mouth and eyelids to force a smile, but what greeted that classmate was a heavy punch to the stomach.

"Meet me after school," was met with a smashed stool in Lin Jie’s hands and the other party with a bloody head.

That day, as he looked at the blood dripping from his hands, he felt nothing. At the end of the incident, he faced the murderous gaze of the classmate’s parents with indifference. It was then he saw again the doctor who had asked him questions when he was in second grade.

The incident prompted a temporary class meeting. For the first time, he heard the term "antisocial personality" from the teacher’s lips. From then on, everyone was afraid of him. The delinquents avoided him like the plague. However, his abnormal identity was very unique to those around him, especially when they learned about the traits of an antisocial personality.

Thus, many classmates brought out incredibly shocking horror movies to try to scare him, but they all failed. Until one day, a classmate played a two-minute video on their phone. It was not the typical boring ghost or zombie movie, but a real murder caught on film from abroad!

He watched as skin was sliced open to reveal vivid red muscles and entrails, and the screams of the victims, everything pricking at people’s most sensitive nerves, showing the depths of human evil. It planted unease in people’s hearts, letting it spread wildly.

He watched the video twice. Around him, people had started throwing up, even those rough-necked delinquents who normally called for fights paled like paper!

It wasn’t until Lin Jie noticed the reactions of those around him that he flung the phone away in terror. Despite feeling sick, his classmates managed to suppress their disgust and smiled as if nothing had happened, because, at last, they had scared this guy!

But at that moment, he wasn’t frightened; instead, he remembered those three words from the man’s mouth.

"Little monster!"

He was the monster, the reactions of his classmates around were those of normal people!

Longing for junior high to end, just like before, his grades were still dreadful. He was not cut out for academics, and Teacher Zhang thought so too. When he met Teacher Zhang again at the age of fifteen, she was already married with children. Yet even so, she tirelessly found him a job and said it was the last time she would see him.

There is no feast that doesn’t end. That was the case for Qingbai and Teacher Zhang. Perhaps to not let her down, to not waste her efforts, he held back his impulses and worked honestly in that factory for two years. It’s said that time slowly erases all regrets, yet such time had no effect on Lin Jie, for he was not a normal person.

Instead, as time prolonged, he grew increasingly unable to restrain his longing for Qingbai. In November, two years later, he quit his job, took his savings of thirteen thousand, and the plush little bear, and boarded a train to a distant city. He watched the scenery move backward outside the train window, stroked the bear’s head and the tag at his feet, while thinking about the scene when he first met her and the words she had said.

Misfortune would leave, life would gradually get better, that’s how it should be. Thinking this, his ordinary and expressionless puppet face rarely smiled foolishly, but it seemed like fate played a joke on him.

In the unfamiliar city, because he was unaware of many things, he had no idea how to look for someone. He wandered the streets aimlessly, watching the bustling, neon-lit city scurry around like a headless fly. A shuttle car driver approached asking where he wanted to go, to which he stuttered out two words: "Liang Qing..."

"Oh, Qingquan Town, huh? Come on, come on, ninety bucks. It just so happens I have two others like you. We can carpool, and I’ll take you straight there."

He was confusedly hauled to another place, not daring to speak throughout the journey, until after getting off the car, he still stood looking dazedly around.

The passengers who had ridden with him gathered around, beginning to discuss among themselves, not noticing his abnormality.