CHAPTER 898: CHAPTER 213: I, THE ZOMBIE DOMINATOR... DARE YOU TO COME AT ME

"Okay, I will attend," Wang Zixuan replied.

The controlled zombie said, "Hmm, a wise choice. I will wait here, and when you’re ready, I’ll take you there."

After saying that, the controlled zombie stood motionless.

Not speaking.

Not moving.

It was just like a wooden stake.

Wang Zixuan returned to the building.

He took out the satellite phone and called Lin Fan directly. Good gracious, I’ve been having zombies search outside for the Creator, but I never expected a Creator to come to me on their own.

Don’t you guys know I’m already a defected zombie?

I’m calling my big brother now.

To let my big brother come and take you down.

What Southern Conference?

Might as well call it the Southern Zombie Mass Extermination Conference.

The satellite phone connected.

"Hello, this is Lin Fan."

"It’s Wang Zixuan."

"What’s up?"

Hearing it was Wang Zixuan, Lin Fan immediately perked up. He had always tasked Wang Zixuan with searching for the Creator, so it seemed there was news.

If he searched himself,

It would be very tough.

The world was too vast, and the Creators were very adept at hiding their locations, making them tough to find.

"Just now, a controlled zombie approached me, wanting me to attend a Southern Conference. It seems all the attendees are Creators. I thought I should notify you; can you come over here?"

"Sure, no problem, I’m coming right now."

"Wait, the controlled zombie is just outside the building. When you arrive, just observe from afar, I’ll follow them together."

Wang Zixuan worried that if Lin Fan boldly showed up in front of the controlled zombie, it might raise their guard and ruin everything.

He hung up the phone.

Wang Zixuan went to the window and looked at the controlled zombie downstairs, not taking them seriously at all.

He knew that in front of Lin Fan, any zombie was just an ant.

The so-called Southern Conference was just a joke.

Huang City.

"Southern Conference?"

Lin Fan slightly frowned. This call brought him surprising news. Zombies having intelligence wasn’t impossible, but this so-called conference made it seem like zombies were trying to consolidate power.

Zombies consolidating?

It felt like they were attempting to control society.

Treating humans as food, and they becoming the rulers.

"If all Creators in the area gather, perhaps they could be caught in one fell swoop."

He feared not the so-called Creators.

"Lin, what’s the Southern Conference?" Zhu Cheng curiously asked.

Lin Fan said, "Wang Zixuan from He City said a zombie came to inform him, inviting him to this so-called Southern Conference. It seems like a gathering of Creators."

Zhu Cheng was shocked, "Zom... zombies can hold meetings too?"

Lin Fan said, "It’s quite normal. With zombies developing intelligence, anything is possible. Some zombies are no different from humans except for their body structure; they might even have desires too."

Thinking about Wang Zixuan’s feelings for Zhao Yun, wasn’t that a kind of desire?

Logically, zombies should like other zombies.

But as a zombie, Wang Zixuan still liked a human woman.

Even thinking deeper, if they really got together, could they conceive?

If they did conceive, would the child be human or zombie?

Or perhaps a half-human, half-zombie?

If some twisted scientist existed, they would absolutely want to verify this situation.

Old Zhong said, "It feels terrifying."

Dong Jia said, "Indeed terrifying, zombies are far superior to humans in physical strength, way too superior. If they unite, it would be an apocalyptic disaster for the surviving humans."

They all felt the situation with zombies was becoming more peculiar and miraculous.

Lin Fan bade them farewell, told them to return to the shelter first, and then headed to He City.

...

He City.

On the rooftop of the building opposite the government building.

A young man sat at the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the unmoving zombie in the distance.

"Is that the zombie Wang Zixuan mentioned?"

He took out his satellite phone to notify Wang Zixuan.

In the building.

Wang Zixuan had already received Lin Fan’s notification. He went to the room and saw Zhao Yun attentively reading a book, somewhat reluctant to leave. If he left, it might be a while before he came back. This separation wasn’t what he wanted.

Even a short time without seeing Zhao Yun made him feel uneasy, let alone a long separation.

But he had to go.

Working for others is like that.

It’s not about whether you want to, but some things just have to be done.

"Zhao Yun."

"Hmm?" Zhao Yun put down her book and looked up at Wang Zixuan standing at the door.

"I have to go out for a bit. Can you stay here by yourself?"

"Sure, it’s okay. You take care of yourself."

Hearing Zhao Yun’s concern for his safety, Wang Zixuan was touched and almost wanted to cry, feeling quite elated. Being cared for felt wonderful, an indescribable joy, an indescribable excitement.

"I know."

Wang Zixuan nodded, turned, and left. The safety here was naturally no concern; Zhao Yun’s safety was assured. If danger did occur, all the zombies would fight tooth and nail to protect Zhao Yun.

Additionally, he had recently crafted a metal room, just in case any emergency occurred. In case of danger, Zhao Yun could hide inside to avoid zombie harm.

Of course, this was just a precaution, as such an event was unlikely.

He came outside and spoke to the controlled zombie, preparing to set off, casually glancing towards the opposite rooftop. He knew Lin Fan was watching from that rooftop.