I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1511 - 1506 Camberlite

Chapter 1511: Chapter 1506 Camberlite

"I just want to ask some things, no need to be nervous, treat me as just a passerby."

Tang Ye tried speaking in Chinese, while also observing whether the other party could understand Chinese. If not, he’d be forced to engage in friendly communication using his subpar English skills. Of course, if the other party couldn’t understand English either, there was no point in wasting time. Perhaps he should go back and find that father and son duo; they understood a little English too. However, judging from the father’s accent, his proficiency seemed not much better than Tang Ye’s. Maybe he was used to interacting with foreigners and knew more English words than Tang Ye. Basic communication was still somewhat possible.

After hearing Tang Ye’s words, the man tilted his head, a look on his face that Tang Ye was all too familiar with—clearly, the man did not understand Chinese.

Tang Ye had no choice but to repeat in English: "Do you speak Chinese?"

The man looked at Tang Ye, seeming to understand this sentence in English, and nodded. It appeared that Tang Ye indeed bore no malice, but the man still hadn’t completely let down his guard. He kept the steel pipe aimed at Tang Ye, ready for if Tang Ye were to suddenly lunge and cause harm, while Tang Ye also sized up the man.

He was wearing a coat full of patches, with numerous cuts visible at the collar where bits of cotton were poking out. Under the coat was a liner, which should have matched a suit. It was clear that this person must have been a member of the upper class in more peaceful times. But now, the liner was not only stained, but a large piece of the fabric was missing from the chest area, revealing the skin underneath.

Below, the man wore baggy cargo pants with many pockets that could be used for storing things. The steel pipe in his hand, used for defense against Tang Ye, had been polished to a shine, clearly worn smooth from being frequently handled.

From the scene of the man being chased by those two gunmen before, it seemed like he was like the first person Tang Ye encountered—a wanderer relying on scouring the city’s resources to survive.

The second wanderer Tang Ye encountered exchanged glances with Tang Ye for a while, and then said something in English.

Tang Ye hadn’t caught the beginning, but he did hear a question. It must be asking what he intended to do.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Ye began forming the English sentence in his mind to answer the other’s question. However, this was quite troublesome for someone who didn’t know English. After a while, he finally hesitantly made a sound.

"This... this place is... where?"

It took Tang Ye a long time to stammer out his question in English, but this was only the first question. There were many more to follow.

The second wanderer furrowed his brows, Tang Ye’s poor level of English making it hard for the wanderer to understand him at first. But after pondering for a bit, the wanderer got the gist of it and replied promptly: "This is Kimberlite."

Of course, Tang Ye didn’t understand this response at all. Perhaps the other person’s pace was a bit fast for him; he only heard something like "Kabulita"?

"Ah?"

Tang Ye expressed his confusion, and the other person tilted his head again, as if realizing Tang Ye’s level of English was not sufficient for a normal conversation.

"Where is this place?"

Tang Ye repeated his question in English again, hoping that this time the other’s response would be slow enough that he could understand exactly where he was.

The second wanderer patiently repeated: "Kimberlite! The place we are at right now is called Kimberlite, got it? Okay? Buddy?"

Without surprise, Tang Ye still only caught the gist. The other person had repeated a few syllables in his speech, and that was "Kabulita," which logically must be the name of this city.

Unfortunately, Tang Ye had never heard of this city’s name, neither before the Apocalypse nor after it. The city was small, and its size alone explained why it wouldn’t have been famous before the Apocalypse.

Now knowing the name of the city, Tang Ye didn’t dwell on it any further and quickly tried to organize the next question in English in his mind, although that was even more difficult.

Just as Tang Ye put on an expression of pain for not too long, he suddenly remembered a function on his phone that he had forgotten. He promptly pulled out his phone, called up the voice system, opened the translator, and typed in a sentence.

[What happened here?]

The phone’s translation feature began to load, but the next second, it showed a message that read "no network connection."

"F*ck!"

Tang Ye cursed out loud, and following his curse, the second wanderer in front of him said something, the beginning of which Tang Ye couldn’t understand, but he heard a rough attempt at a Chinese phrase at the end of the sentence.

"Cao ne ma?..."

After glancing at the man, Tang Ye shook his head. This might be a common problem for all humanity—no matter the language, learning it takes time, and it’s necessary to remember some essential words for interacting with others. Often, the first words to stick are curse words.

Seeing the questioning look on the man’s face, Tang Ye shook his head, saying a few "NO"s while pointing at his phone to indicate that the sound he had just made was due to the phone’s content. The second wanderer hesitated after seeing his gesture but still came over, leaned in to take a look, and upon seeing the square phone in Tang Ye’s hand, a puzzled expression appeared on his face. He asked Tang Ye in English, "What is this?"

Tang Ye heard it clearly and immediately thought of the English word for phone, saying, "Mobile phone! This is a mobile phone! Phone!"

"Phone?"

The second wanderer repeated, taking another look at the device in Tang Ye’s hand, curiously scrutinizing the phone like a child seeing a new toy. He wanted to touch it several times but refrained because he was wary of Tang Ye.

Tang Ye noticed his expression, paused his own actions, and squinted at the man, recognizing the significance of the man’s expression. Smartphones had been widespread since the 21st century. Even though a war had taken place in Kimberlite City, one might not have used a phone, but one would have at least seen one, right?

But the man’s expression was as if he had never heard of such a thing, let alone used it. Tang Ye could tell from the man’s repetition of the word "phone" that he was completely unfamiliar with such an object.

This was odd, and Tang Ye immediately asked out loud, "You... never mind! Time! Time! Do you understand? Time? Time, Time!"

"Time?" The man repeated the word again, about to say more. However, he quickly closed his mouth, remembering that Tang Ye couldn’t understand most English.