I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 865 - 861: Breaking through the Atmosphere

Chapter 865: Chapter 861: Breaking through the Atmosphere

Flying higher, Tang Ye saw other continents beyond the Chinese Continent. The entire Lan Ou Continent had already been covered in emerald green, with occasional patches of withered yellow. In the uncovered areas, however, it was the oppressive black that was revealed.

The Yan Sha Continent was a plain of crimson yellow. Even from this distance, the desolation above could be felt, and it was unclear what had happened there. As for the far northern lands and continents such as South America and North America, Tang Ye couldn’t see everything due to his angle. He could only make out spots that seemed to be twinkling with dense lights, which were probably the places where the survivors lived. As for other places, they were either enshrouded with a layer of what looked like fog but was greyish-white, or completely red, the nature of which was unknown.

The vast oceans, no longer a monochromatic blue, were altered by the Apocalypse. Thus, on the surface of the ocean, there were no longer only shades of blue, but also splotches of dark purple, dark red, and dark yellow.

At first glance, it was impossible to determine what colors they were. They didn’t seem vibrant but instead caused considerable discomfort, like how one feels seeing the pattern on a snake’s body, with goosebumps rising on the skin.

Nearly five years since the Apocalypse, the entire world had completely changed. However, Tang Ye didn’t pay too much attention to these changes. His eyes were fixed on the sky above.

It was getting closer. Sky, here I come! Let me see you with my own eyes!

He increased his flying speed, with the roaring and hissing of the wind in his ears. The gales kept pressing into his eardrums as if they were about to burst them.

The altitude from the ground continued to rise, and at last, he reached the Troposphere. A pressure suddenly penetrated his entire body, making his muscles feel as if they were being pressed down by something heavy, causing Tang Ye to pause in his ascent.

"Air pressure?"

Tang Ye frowned. This sudden force made him feel uncomfortable. It was entirely different from being pressed down by a heavy object. It felt like every single cell in his body was forcibly tied down by something, experiencing an incomparable resistance.

But these could not stop him. He continued to accelerate, and the pressure grew stronger. Eventually, the muscles on his forehead were twitching wildly, and his arms felt powerless to lift.

"Damn it!"

He cursed out loud. The sensation of each cell in his body as if several thousand-pound fatties were dancing on it was incredibly irritating. He now understood why astronaut candidates needed to be physically qualified. It turned out they had to endure the pressure from space.

A regular person might faint instantly under such pressure. Its force wasn’t fixed; it was like a smart machine that could exert pressure based on one’s body weight.

As a Level 7 zombie, Tang Ye had immense strength, and the body that bore such strength needed to be just as powerful. His weight, as a Level 7 zombie, was already nearly ten thousand times that of an ordinary person, and the pressure he had to withstand was unparalleled.

He continued to surge upward, with nothing but the sound of the wind in his ears, which was immensely irritating. Just as Tang Ye was about to lose his tolerance for the noisy yet unconscious sound, suddenly, the severe whistling in his ears began to subside, providing some relief.

The storm that had raged around him also began to lessen.

"Where have I reached now?"

Tang Ye adjusted himself for a bit, and then looked down below, only to see a vast expanse of white. Earth’s surface had been covered by clouds, with only a few gaps revealing lush greenery.

The once azure sky also began to darken as his perspective continued to rise.

"Space, here I come!"

Tang Ye roared, his muscles bulging. To reduce resistance, his suit tore apart, and the mass of muscles on his back looked like a jagged, intertwined range of mountains, forming a demonic stature.

The fiendishly charming young man transformed in an instant, his complexion dark grey, with his fangs exposed, ferocious as a ghoul!

The sound he emitted from his mouth seemed to be largely cancelled out by something, leaving only a faint impression, like a whisper, or like trying to shout in a dream, but no sound comes out.

Feeling this, Tang Ye knew that he was nearing outer space.

To traverse the void with his mortal body was something only the characters in web novels and mythological tales could achieve, yet in the real world, he had done it!

It was incredible. The coming of the Apocalypse had dealt a catastrophic blow to human civilization, sending everyone scurrying like rats, but as God closed a door, he opened this window, and through this window, all became possible.

Tang Ye broke through the atmosphere, suddenly feeling light, and entered a wondrous state. The sound of the wind by his ears ceased, and what he saw was the universe: vast, multi-colored, and dreamlike, with the immense Earth beneath his feet!

It was very quiet, so quiet that he couldn’t hear his own heartbeat. Tang Ye’s body naturally rotated, and if not for the "neighboring" Earth, he would have lost all sense of up and down.

Tang Ye wasn’t stunned by the marvels of the universe before him, because he simply had no energy to spare! He was in severe discomfort. Very uncomfortable indeed; entering space with his mortal body, even a Level 7 zombie was not well-adjusted to it.

Since entering space, every cell in his body had been frantically pulsating, as if trying hard to resist something. His eyes bulged, almost popping out of their sockets, and the muscles of his exposed upper body twitched frequently, as if something was crawling beneath his skin.

The immense pressure from within his body kept him from appreciating the sparkling river of stars in the universe. All he wanted now was to leave.

But in space, he couldn’t exert force on anything, like being thrown into midair; you try to stabilize yourself so that you can land unharmed and not in an undignified heap, but in such a state, all your efforts are futile, more frustrating than punching cotton a hundredfold.

Tang Ye struggled continuously, like a drowning person flailing desperately, trying to fly towards Earth.

Streams of black mist wafted from his body, with tiny currents of electricity dragging him toward Earth.

"Damn it, Su Sigui, you’ve screwed me over!"

Tang Ye cursed angrily. He was almost suffocating now; the anti-life substances in his body had started to operate randomly and without purpose, and the energy within him was rapidly depleting. If he didn’t try to suppress it, his powerful Level 7 zombie body might have already exploded!

He had begun to suspect that Su Sigui had deliberately said those words to him to pique his curiosity and make him take a look, so he wouldn’t need to kill the enemy himself.

However, Tang Ye dismissed that thought as childish and found it ridiculous to doubt someone with such a notion.