I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 971 - 968: Nangong Ming’s Last Words

Chapter 971: Chapter 968: Nangong Ming’s Last Words

The aircraft plummeted, while thick blood flew out from within the cabin. Soon, the aircraft made a violent noise and with a loud "bang," a burst of fire rolled out from the cockpit, making the descent of the aircraft even more unstoppable!

As it drew closer to the ground, the flames jetting from the tail end swung like the hoe of a god, mercilessly plowing into the ground. Everywhere it went, buildings were burned to the ground, fierce fires blazed, devouring everything in sight. It was unknown how many residents of the United District were burned to charred corpses in the flames!

The high temperature of the tail flames left a black trail along the streets of the United District, some places even turned red! Eventually, the aircraft crashed into the ground and exploded. Not far away, Bai Huipeng landed unscathed, then turned to look toward the explosion.

"Is that it? Did they die just like that?"

There was no other sound from the site of the explosion, which puzzled Bai Huipeng; the old man had given him the impression of being anything but a simple character.

If he had died just like that, it would have been too feeble.

After the flames had reduced slightly, Bai Huipeng walked to the crash site and began to observe, but apart from a few bodies charred to Black Coal, he did not find the corpse he wanted to see.

"No, he hasn’t died!" Bai Huipeng thought to himself. But just as he thought this, an aged voice suddenly emerged from behind him.

"Young man, are you looking for me?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Huipeng immediately turned around. There, thirty meters behind him, stood the old man he had seen earlier, also unscathed. Unlike Bai Huipeng who wore a victorious exoskeleton suit, the other was dressed in the simplest of coarse linen robes, which were now riddled with holes big and small burned by the explosion.

The old man was still busy patting out the little flames that flickered on his clothes.

"It seems you aren’t that easy to kill. You must be the president of the Mercenary Guild, right?"

"It appears you’re surprised."

"Indeed, it’s surprising. I didn’t expect the president of the Mercenary Guild to be of such an advanced age, different from what I imagined."

"Oh, and what did you imagine I’d be like?" Nangong Ming asked with interest, speaking softly.

But Bai Huipeng was momentarily stunned. The president of the Mercenary Guild had always felt so mysterious before meeting him in person. In his imagination, the guild’s president always seemed somewhat similar to Li Henian.

"Very young."

"Really, Li Henian is also a remarkable young talent. I was quite like him in my younger days."

Bai Huipeng didn’t say anything more; he looked at Nangong Ming’s face, the aged visage still faintly showing the charm of his youth. This old man might have been a favored son of heaven when he was young, but alas, time spares no one.

"However, I am older than you might think. Do you know how old I am this year?"

Bai Huipeng shook his head, indicating that he did not know, while Nangong Ming’s face showed a look of exclamation as he lightly said, "Originally, I was so old that I could not walk, and I thought I would spend the rest of my days in a wheelchair. I never expected that the heavens would grant me several more decades of life. In my youth, I despised the unfairness of the heavens, but in old age, I came to revere the sky even more."

"That is indeed true. After all, fate cannot be defied."

"Haha, fate cannot be defied. When people grow old, they must bow to destiny. Well, classmate, if it weren’t for today’s situation, I would insist on talking with you all day long. But that’s not possible. In my later years, I often mentioned how everything a person experiences is arranged by heaven and cannot be changed. If today, I survive, that is fate; if I still live, that too is the heavens not treating me poorly, regardless of who is right or wrong. I will use all my strength to achieve the end I desire. My young friend, before that, I hope you can help me with something."

"Please speak." Bai Huipeng was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for Nangong Ming to finish saying what he wanted to say.

"You are interesting too. Ah, if we were not on opposing sides, you might have been a friend in my later years. Never mind that, my name is Nangong Ming. If you kill me, please bury my body in the Yijin Zoo in the urban area. There is a small hill to the south with a tombstone on it. The tombstone belongs to my deceased wife. I met her there when I was young. If my fate is to die next, then please bury me there, and I hope you remember my name."

"Alright, I promise you. But considering your old age, to avoid any claim of unsportsmanlike victory..." Bai Huipeng nodded and then took off his exoskeleton suit, fighting the old man in his combat gear.

This old man was no ordinary person; he was also a Level 6 New Human.

But his age did not seem as simple as his appearance suggested, judging from what he had just said.

"Very well! Then come on!" the old man shouted, gesturing to Bai Huipeng with a beckoning hand.

And the other party did not hesitate, his figure shook, and a murderous aura was released without any concealment, soaring into the sky.

Feeling the strong and vibrant youthful aura emanating from Bai Huipeng, the old man’s eyes flashed as he looked at him. He seemed to see his younger self, just as unruly and arrogant, believing that he was second only to the heavens and never putting anyone in his eyes.

Youth was carefree and passionately fond of splendor; but in old age, all sharp edges were softened, because he had come to understand many things that he did not in his youth, and gradually, his actions lost the vigor of his younger days. Sometimes, even though he held great power, and even the rulers before the Apocalypse showed him respect, every time he saw those flourishing young men, he felt envious. No matter how brilliant one’s youth was, it was all like a fleeting cloud of smoke, and ultimately everyone settles down to their dusty fate, with each elderly person having their own regrets.

Who wouldn’t want to live a life again?

Looking back on his younger days, he was once full of life and dreams, as if living in a different world.

Bai Huipeng had already charged towards him, and his form also returned the old man to his former sensations, a mysterious change of aura happening to him.

He raised his arm, his hand clenched into a fist, with no restraint, and he viciously swung at the old man who was getting closer and closer!

The gale bent the bare saplings around them, and some were even uprooted and blown away within seconds by the storm generated by the power of a Level 6 New Human.

"Old man, give it your all. I won’t hold back, today, you must die!"

Nangong Ming did not speak; he knew that in the Apocalypse, people were not merciful, and it would not be because of a few words that they would purposely go easy.

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