I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 912 - 908: I am not Li Henian

Chapter 912: Chapter 908: I am not Li Henian

"Forget it, announce to the public that the guy called Yi Long never revealed the information we wanted, even until his death. We are currently quite vulnerable internally and are not sure we can take down the Mercenary Guild. Let’s stabilize them for now, until I catch my breath... Heh heh~"

As he spoke, Tang Ye gave a sinister laugh. This strange laughter sent chills down the scalp of Jiang Chentong opposite him. At this moment, the man sitting across from him seemed not the ruler of the United District nor the leader of this superpower, but rather a great demon who had escaped from hell to the human world.

After Jiang Chentong left, Tang Ye watched him walk step by step to the door. Seconds later, with a soft "bang," the door closed. He then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

His pace steady and unhurried, his own figure in the mirror ahead drew closer.

Tang Ye entered the bathroom and then shut the door, returning to stand in front of the mirror. He stretched out his arms, resting them on the basin below the mirror, and stared intently at his reflection.

Two identical gazes met in the mirror, and he saw the expression of another self in the opposite world—it was one of confusion.

Why did he now look like Li Henian?

Unconsciously, Tang Ye thought of an idiom.

The countenance is a reflection of the heart!

Could it be because he possessed Li Henian’s memories, sharing parts of his emotions and personality, that he had transformed into this appearance?

As Tang Ye stared at himself, the longer he looked, the more he felt that the person in the mirror was not himself. This was an illusion everyone might experience, yet in Tang Ye’s heart, it brought special panic. He despised this feeling of his inner self being invaded by the emotions of others, which made him feel very unlike himself.

However, it seemed Xu Haishui was like this. He became a wise zombie because he had consumed at least three Conqueror Evolution Crystals. The experiences and perceptions of these Conquerors had endowed him with wisdom. Combined with his own incomplete memories, they formed a self that was Xu Haishui and yet not Xu Haishui!

He did not know how Xu Haishui could ignore the effects of integrating the memories of the Conquerors, maybe he just never cared, because he lacked a self. He could be any one of those Conquerors he had consumed.

Even their names and everything they owned became his, to use at his leisure.

The reason he called himself Xu Haishui seemed to be because those were the memories he inherently possessed.

However, he had still integrated the memories of three or four Conquerors, whereas Tang Ye had only integrated the memory of Li Henian, yet was so greatly affected. He could no longer distinguish who he was. No, more accurately, it was because the experiences of Li Henian compelled him to feel they should not be discarded.

Because the memories retained by Li Henian when he turned into a zombie all surged forth, deeply imprinting themselves onto Tang Ye’s heart.

He now knew that the memories firmly remembered by the Conqueror Zombie always contained the deepest emotions.

It was precisely this that the emotional content in Li Henian’s memories made Tang Ye remember his own memories although he knew they were not his, but those emotions were not trivial; what Li Henian felt should not be discarded, Tang Ye also felt the same.

Just as Tang Ye felt that the pink plush hair tie should not be discarded because it was important to him, serving as the sole testament to the beautiful events he had experienced. For Li Henian, a sequence of memories in his mind served as that testament!

It must not be discarded!

It was these things that made Tang Ye feel oppressed while involuntarily recalling Li Henian’s experiences from before until now, as if randomly opening a movie, a TV show, or a book. When you watch it, you might feel nothing, but when the story reaches its end, its clear narrative deeply affects you, leaving you feeling empty and inexplicably oppressed inside.

And for Tang Ye, the feeling was just like this, but the impact was much greater than just having watched a drama.

Thus, Tang Ye stared at himself in the mirror for a full five minutes. Then suddenly, he moved his head closer and the reflection in the mirror drew nearer too, allowing Tang Ye to see every detail on his face in the mirror.

Unlike others, Tang Ye’s skin had no pores, it looked incredibly smooth overall.

After a while, Tang Ye suddenly spoke, saying, "I am not Li Henian."

In the quiet environment, his voice seemed abrupt. After uttering those few words, Tang Ye continued to stare at himself in the mirror. After a while, he spoke again, "I am not Li Henian."

The pupils of both his reflected and actual self lit up simultaneously, and countless images were being replayed in his mind.

"I, am not, Li Henian."

The voice arose again, but it quickly fell into silence, disturbingly quiet.

"I am not Li Henian."

"I am not Li Henian."

As time quietly slipped through the cracks of his fingers, Tang Ye’s gaze remained on his own face, carefully observing the distribution of features on his face. The feeling of becoming a stranger to himself after staring too long in the mirror began to slowly return to familiarity.

"I am not Li Henian."

Again, Tang Ye said the sentence, but unlike before, this time the tone in which he said the six words ’I am not Li Henian’ became very calm, as if he was gently denying an identity someone else had imposed on him.

"I am not Li Henian."

Tang Ye did not know how many times he had repeated the same phrase, but this time, his thoughts became clear. He wanted to find himself back. Li Henian was just a false identity he had adopted—it was not him!

Memories of Li Henian mingled with his own original memories, causing his emotions to become somewhat muddied. He only wanted to distinctly separate the memories coming from two different life experiences, thus maintaining his self without confusion, without losing sight of who he was.

Suppressing all memories related to Li Qingtian from Li Henian in his mind, Tang Ye reflected on his own life.

"I am not Li Henian~"

Once again saying these six words, his tone was no longer as vibrant as before, the volume of his voice was not as loud and had become much quieter, more casual.

This was the eighth time he had declared he was not Li Henian.

After repeating the six words again, Tang Ye closed his eyes, memories in his mind kept flipping backward, the people and events within those memories seemed to create audible noises around him. These noises were noisy, as if countless people were mumbling something beside him. It felt clear, yet he could not discern what they were saying.

As memories emerged in his mind, the scenes were enveloped by a layer of white fog, vague and hazy.

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