I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1555 - 1549: You Are No Longer Me

Chapter 1555: Chapter 1549: You Are No Longer Me

In an instant, it was as if a gentle breeze swept through, plunging the entire Xi River city into brief silence!

The crowd gathered below Fake Tang Ye had their expressions frozen momentarily. Soon, the soft breeze transformed into a violent tempest! A dense white mist appeared out of nowhere at the point where Tang Ye and "Ah Fu" collided, dispersing outward in the next second!

The air warped instantly! With Tang Ye and "Ah Fu" at their center, a violent shockwave obliterated the surrounding black and gray, cleaning the ground entirely and revealing countless cracks left behind by their battle!

As the shockwave expanded into a perfect circular blast, a deafening boom followed. At that moment, it felt as though someone had dropped a nuclear bomb on Xi River city. Countless buildings and trees were uprooted; many underground parking lots were exposed. Pages of paper, furniture, wood splinters, door panels, and various electronic devices like computers were sent spiraling into the sky by the raging wind!

The storm came quickly and dissipated just as fast. When it settled, within a fifty-kilometer radius centered around the spot where Tang Ye and "Ah Fu" stood, everything was nearly leveled to the ground! Beyond the fifty-kilometer perimeter, building ruins piled up into towering mountains!

Tang Ye stood before "Ah Fu," his arms naturally hanging at his sides, gazing calmly at the hulking figure before him. Meanwhile, "Ah Fu" maintained his previous combat pose, his fist nearly touching Tang Ye’s forehead!

Suddenly, cracks began to appear on "Ah Fu’s" scalp. These fissures spread rapidly, soon covering his entire head. The next second, with a squelching sound, Fake Ah Fu’s head exploded, spewing out copious amounts of black ash. Yet as the ash scattered to the ground, Tang Ye’s figure had already vanished.

Elsewhere, Tang Ye moved toward another version of himself. The other Tang Ye seemed to accept reality, growing calm as if resigned. However, the fear in his eyes betrayed his reluctance. The dense black mist that had hovered around him vanished entirely, now all absorbed into Tang Ye’s body. Fake Tang Ye had become just an ordinary man!

He seemed like a puppet, suspended in mid-air, held up by his master, unable to rise or fall!

"Heh heh..." Tang Ye let out two chuckles, his body beginning to float until he was level with the other version of himself, mockingly staring at him.

Fake Tang Ye fell into silence, his face contorting in struggle as though contemplating something deeply distressing.

After a while, he finally spoke, but his first words were: "I want to live!"

Tang Ye paused to think, then burst out laughing. "Heh heh heh..."

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing Tang Ye’s laughter, Fake Tang Ye’s face grew tense, and Tang Ye immediately responded: "You’re putting me in a tough spot here!"

"What’s so difficult about it?"

"Before now, I never thought I’d betray myself. How should I put it? The feeling is truly peculiar. Perhaps my original self should start reconsidering how recklessly I use clones going forward."

"That has nothing to do with the original self. I’m merely a fragment of you."

"But we are one and the same."

"Then what do you intend to do now?"

"You don’t even understand yourself? Really? Really?"

Listening to Tang Ye’s sarcastic words, Fake Tang Ye fell silent for a long while before finally replying: "But killing me won’t benefit you in any way. I am a part of you. If you kill me, it’s akin to discarding a piece of yourself."

"Oh no, I’ve already gained something from coming here. Not much, but hey, a free meal never hurts. Also, I should remind you—you are no longer me. Watching myself beg me for mercy... Well, the feeling is quite intriguing."

With a cold smirk on his face, Tang Ye slowly raised his hand. This Fake Tang Ye wasn’t someone else—he was Tang Ye himself, his true self. He suddenly recalled everything he’d experienced after being separated from Lu Xiaojie: to deal with that spider monster, he had split off another version of himself, but by the end, that version had disappeared.

Now, here it was, standing before him. Yet, from a certain perspective, this Tang Ye was no longer himself. After ascending to Level 7, every cell in Tang Ye’s body carried its own consciousness, all aligned with Tang Ye’s thoughts. They constantly acted in his best interest. They were individuals, yet they were one, akin to a collective where everyone had the same purpose!

The difference was that none of those consciousnesses had the capacity for decision-making—the overarching direction was always determined by Tang Ye’s primary consciousness. This Fake Tang Ye was one among countless Tang Yes. But at a certain point in time, he encountered something, and that experience broke his alignment with Tang Ye’s primary consciousness. He gained a decision-making ability that the other Tang Yes lacked, leading to betrayal.

And the betrayal now confronted Tang Ye directly, evoking in him an indescribable sensation—absurdity, perhaps?

Seeing Tang Ye raising his hand and the unmistakable murderous intent in his eyes, Fake Tang Ye panicked. With the ability to make decisions came a fear of death. His life didn’t begin from the moment he was created but rather from the moment he gained decision-making capability—just a few days ago!

Such a short span of existence, he hadn’t lived long enough! He hadn’t had the chance to savor the things he currently possessed, and now he was expected to vanish into nothingness? How could that be?

Gripped by panic, he abandoned all other concerns and desperately reached for any lifeline he could find!

He looked up at the sky, as though something were there. Quickly, he shouted, "Think about it! If I die, you won’t have an ally! The other version of you will betray you for me! Help me now!"

As his voice echoed, Tang Ye’s hand fell, resting on Fake Tang Ye’s head!

"You..."

He barely uttered a syllable, seemingly addressing Tang Ye, but that wasn’t the case. His gaze wasn’t on Tang Ye at all—instead, it lingered on the sky above. His eyes were vacant, unable to believe that his supposed collaborator would abandon him!

As Tang Ye’s hand pressed down on his head, thick black mist began to spill out rapidly. In the next moment, Fake Tang Ye’s body shriveled at an extreme pace. His skin darkened, and his moisture seemed to evaporate, leaving only bone!

Within two or three seconds, the Fake Tang Ye beneath Tang Ye’s palm had transformed into a shriveled corpse, which he tossed into the crowd below. With Fake Tang Ye’s death, Tang Ye felt a sudden, intense tremor. Initially mistaking it for an earthquake, he quickly realized—it couldn’t be! Floating in the sky, no earthquake should be able to reach him!

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