I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1502 - 1497: Pity for the Same Plight

Chapter 1502: Chapter 1497: Pity for the Same Plight

Perhaps it was because he noticed that the man carrying him wasn’t acting like the others, who were reluctant to attack him, that the boy suddenly felt a hope for life. What consequences would result from the man not killing him—he didn’t care; surviving was enough.

Tang Ye glanced over the boy’s face and couldn’t help but show a mocking smile. Of course, he saw the expression on the boy’s face just now, which was somewhat laughable.

He himself was a zombie, killing a person was nothing, so why hesitate? Clearly, he had just decided to definitely kill those school bullies.

He hadn’t figured it out before, but now his mind seemed clearer, the unease he felt earlier probably stemmed from the environment.

This world was before the Apocalypse. What human society was like in the pre-apocalyptic world needs no elaboration—no zombies, no new humans, no powers beyond rule constraints. If we exclude power and money, it can be said that everyone is considered equal. If pushed to a dead end, the worst case is dragging another down with you, though such cases are rare, just extreme. In a situation where all humans are ordinary, legal constraints make human society safer and more harmonious.

Therefore, people rarely see acts of lawbreaking and crime, unless it’s a specific profession. For ordinary people, they might witness it a few times in their entire lives, or even not at all. And for those living in countries with good public order, it would be even rarer. Thus, they feel a safe distortion regarding the place they live in.

Tang Ye was just an ordinary person before the Apocalypse. He hadn’t seen much, and killing someone would have caused him a great mental burden. In his understanding, committing murder was a severe crime. Even when he became a zombie who could kill without blinking in the Apocalypse, his impression of the pre-apocalyptic world was still that it was safe and wonderful. For people, life before the Apocalypse was practically heaven. Yet, such events that should only occur in the Apocalypse were happening in the pre-apocalyptic world, and it felt so wrong, so out of place!

This scene, combined with the inequivalent world background, strangely sent shivers down one’s spine! Along with discomfort, fear, and other factors!

As more and more people left the scene, the alley became much quieter. After the crowd dispersed, Tang Ye saw several horribly mutilated corpses lying where people had gathered before, their school uniforms torn to shreds amid the frenzy.

The previously bullied child was now nowhere to be found. Among those youths, the only survivor other than the bullied child was the boy Tang Ye had under control.

The boy’s face held anticipation, occasionally looking back at Tang Ye. But soon, the blood from his companions flowed gradually to Tang Ye’s feet, as if their spirits after death were extending their bloody hands, expectantly waiting for Tang Ye to make a move and have this sole survivor join them below.

Finally, with the last person leaving, the alley was empty except for the person who had called Tang Ye’s attention. No one stopped them. Apparently, as long as they did the right thing, even if one abuser was left alive, it wouldn’t be a problem, and the scene now resembled the midst of the Apocalypse.

Eventually, Tang Ye heard several heart-wrenching screams. He saw several adults rushing over in a panic, one of them was running and crying, her voice heartbreaking!

She ran up to the bodies of the boys whose deaths were too ghastly to gaze upon, picked up one of the bodies, and her crying grew louder, filled with despair and grief.

Sobbing, she repeatedly murmured "Yang’er", her eyes gradually filled with resentment. The death of her child had impacted her too greatly; she couldn’t accept it. Perhaps she was a qualified mother, but if something was ruled as unjustifiable, no matter how small, it was unforgivable!

For Tang Ye, it was just school bullying, hateful but not deserving of death; but what about the people of this world? From the discussions he could overhear earlier, Tang Ye discerned that people didn’t see it the same way. Among them, perhaps some had never even killed a chicken, but in such a situation, facing the consequences of violating norms, people had no choice but to act this way. They had no obligation to give their lives for a stranger, merely to give these children a chance.

This chance was cheap, as people couldn’t guarantee that the opportunities they exchanged their lives for would be valued by these children, with possible thoughts being "this person is good" or "this person is foolish".

One of the adults approached Tang Ye, visibly nervous, stuttering and unable to speak clearly.

"Um... I... you... don’t... I..."

He extended his hand several times but quickly pulled it back. Clearly, he was the father of the boy Tang Ye held, but he knew the situation, and it seemed embarrassing for him. It was obvious that he desperately wished for his child to live, but was it possible to just say to another: "You die, let my child live?"

If he really said that, the child might be gone the next second!

Seeing his father, the boy immediately showed a look of joy, yelling loudly, "Dad! Save me! Save me! I don’t want to die! I will definitely study hard in the future, you must save me!"

The man could only respond with a wry smile and boldly said to Tang Ye, "Um... brother? I..."

Tang Ye’s gaze was not on him. Before he could finish speaking, Tang Ye interrupted in an indifferent tone: "Since we’ve met, I have no choice. Everyone wants to live, myself included. I’m not a good person, but neither am I a bad one. All I can do is leave your child with an intact body."

"No... no!"

Upon hearing this, the man was so scared that he knelt down immediately, perhaps this could force a man to his knees.

This caught the attention of other adults grieving over the deaths of their own children. They came over carrying the bloody bodies of their children, perhaps because they saw that Tang Ye’s child was about to face a similar fate. They began to accuse Tang Ye.

"Was it you?"

Li Yang’s parent recognized Tang Ye immediately upon seeing him and broke down crying instantly, emotions heightening as she yelled furiously, "You... you, you! Why didn’t you come find me when you saw my Li Yang! Why didn’t you come find me? Otherwise... otherwise, my child wouldn’t have died!"