CHAPTER 1627: CHAPTER 1621: ZOMBIE KING APPEARS?

Thinking that his brother’s body would rest forever in the Second District, the excitement that had just arisen due to hope dissipated instantly. Brother Shi clenched his fist slowly. Perhaps the death of a loved one gave him courage again at this moment, and he finally dared to meet the gaze that Yan Jiang directed at him.

"My brother... you should know him?"

"Who’s your brother?"

"His name is Luo Zhenfeng!"

"And then?"

"He died, died in the Second District!"

"And then? Did you come back because of him?"

"Yes!"

"Heh heh heh... you think he’s still alive?" Yan Jiang suddenly burst into laughter, his voice mocking Brother Shi’s actions.

"No."

"Then you’ve come back for revenge?"

"Yes!"

"And what else?"

"He wanted to be a hero!"

"Do you want to be one too?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"Are you not avenging him?"

"I..."

Under a series of questions, Brother Shi suddenly couldn’t speak. He looked at this man before him, and his thoughts, which had just surfaced, shattered like tofu in front of him!

He wanted to answer, but he hadn’t even organized the words in his heart. How could he respond? He opened and closed his mouth, then opened it again, looking very comical.

Yan Jiang’s gaze didn’t linger on Brother Shi for long. As he couldn’t answer, Yan Jiang turned to Ghost Head: "And you? Why did you come back? Do you also have a brother who died in the Second District and you’re here for revenge?"

"No... no..."

"Then why?"

Ghost Head glanced at Yan Jiang’s face but didn’t dare to linger there for long. He inadvertently looked back, observing the gloomy sky outside, still devoid of sunlight and a blue sky. His expression turned dazed. Among Crooked Neck, Yong, and Ghost Head, only Ghost Head somewhat understood Brother Shi’s thoughts.

It was said he came back for revenge for his brother, but actually, he had lost the reason to live. When someone no longer fears death, they possess courage that others find hard to comprehend. For him, in truth, he’d already lost the reason to live long ago. He should have been torn apart or turned into a zombie when thrown off a building, but he wasn’t. He survived.

He never pondered the meaning of life. If life meant merely existing in this world, wasn’t that too simplistic? He never thought about it... no, perhaps there was a fleeting moment in the past where he considered this, but he wasn’t conscious of it. Thus, he wanted to witness something beautiful, even just an ordinary yellow flower.

Until last night, he really began contemplating this question. Now, as Yan Jiang’s voice resonated in his ears, he realized he was still alive!

But it was only biological instinct driving his actions. He only knew he was alive, just like zombies needing food to meet the requirements of physical activity!

Yan Jiang followed Ghost Head’s gaze and saw the same gray sky, which evoked no particular thoughts in him. He quickly redirected his attention back to Ghost Head.

"Have you thought of it? Why did you come back?"

Ghost Head didn’t answer immediately as memories of himself surfaced, stirring his desires. This was his luck as a human, believing he could obtain something, yet there was a high likelihood that he wouldn’t. He couldn’t determine whether he’d accept the outcome, but he returned, possibly preparing for the worst.

In his mind, mountains, flowers, trees, and people flashed by incessantly. Coming to his senses, he still saw the gloomy sky outside. He turned his head back and, in the next second, his gaze met with Yan Jiang’s.

"Speak up, why did you come back? My patience is limited."

"I... I want to live a more valuable life."

"What counts as valuable?"

"Just... not wasting my life."

"Then what qualifies as not wasting your life?" Yan Jiang’s eyes revealed a mocking look, as if he wasn’t genuinely seeking responses from the three but deliberately teasing them.

"I..."

Ghost Head couldn’t immediately respond. How could one answer that?

He hesitated for a bit, but before he could reply, Yan Jiang snorted coldly and turned his attention to Yong.

"And you?"

Yong looked at him blankly, and Brother Shi glanced at Yong too. Now both he and Ghost Head wanted to remind the other, but had no clue how. Given Yong’s dazed demeanor, he might easily provoke Yan Jiang’s wrath!

In response to Yan Jiang’s words, Yong didn’t answer, not even showing signs of speaking. The atmosphere became extremely peculiar.

The two men stared at each other for a moment. At this time, Yan Jiang said nothing, directly turning and sitting in front of the computer, seemingly no longer interested in the three. Anxious, Brother Shi quickly said, "Please give us a chance, we won’t be deserters again."

Yan Jiang, who had just sat down, paused for a moment, looking at the computer screen. Then he suddenly laughed, though the sound was quite cold.

"Luo Dianshi, right? I’ve heard of you from your brother. After all, you’re his brother, you shouldn’t be stupid. Some things are destined to exist in people’s hearts in a heroic way, not in a dark and filthy way. If you want a chance, that’s possible..."

"Really?" Brother Shi’s face lit up with joy. But realizing Yan Jiang hadn’t finished, he quickly shut up, waiting for him to continue.

"But... what if I don’t give it?"

"Ah?"

The expression on Brother Shi’s face froze. The previous words obviously referred to the "Cemetery Plan." Not a single soldier from the twenty thousand in the Second District escaped; they all died heroically, leaving everyone deeply moved and feeling heroic, yet the "Cemetery Plan" appeared extremely dark and should not be revealed!

The word ’chance’ made him feel hopeful, but the latter words instantly turned that hope into despair!

In his mind, Yan Jiang’s words were likely spoken with the same mocking smile as before, but realizing this, he saw Yan Jiang’s expressionless face. His heart skipped a beat, and two words flashed in his mind!

It’s over!

Yan Jiang’s words didn’t at all suggest he was joking, yet he couldn’t help but ask, "You... you’re not joking?"

"Why would I joke with you?" Maybe seeing Ghost Head’s retreat, Yan Jiang added, "What? Want to escape again?"

Just as Ghost Head was about to reply, the intercom by Yan Jiang’s computer emitted a slightly piercing sound. He furrowed his brow and immediately answered.

"What is it?" As soon as he picked it up, a chaotic noise echoed from the other end.

"Yan Jiang! Yan Jiang! It’s bad! The Zombie King has appeared! The Zombie King! The Zombie King has really appeared!! Requesting reinforc... it’s here ah..."