I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1432 - 1427: Next Up, Sending Money

Chapter 1432: Chapter 1427: Next Up, Sending Money

"This place..." Tang Ye subconsciously touched the poplar tree beside him. The real touch from the rough bark made it hard for anyone to believe that they were dreaming!

People passing by in front of him cast strange glances at him and muttered after walking away, "How did this person appear out of nowhere?"

Cars drove by one after another. He heard the scolding of a parent dissatisfied with their child’s grades, as well as the aggrieved expression on the child’s face.

This is Caiheng Primary School in Xi River city—Tang Ye had seen it before the Apocalypse, seen those zombies wearing school uniforms inside the school!

However, unlike Caiheng Primary School during the Apocalypse, the school at this moment was clean and noisy. The green belts around and those "brand new" buildings would make anyone who had seen the Apocalypse indulge in the sight!

Tang Ye had stood here for a while, watching the students entering the school one after another until the retractable gate closed, watching parents look at their children entering the classroom and then leave, watching people passing by him, watching those snack stall owners pack up their stalls and vanish amidst the bustle of traffic, and watching people coming in and out of the hotels across from the primary school.

Before the Apocalypse, Xi River city might have been a famous tourist attraction with a lot of population movement, which also led to an abundance of hotels in the city. Almost every one or two blocks, there was a hotel, and the marked prices on the advertisements for a night’s stay in a room made Tang Ye feel somewhat bewildered—the most expensive luxury room was only fifty yuan.

Was the industry here so competitively aggressive?

He remembered that before the Apocalypse, staying in a hotel room for one night also cost more than this amount of money.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a man’s voice rang out beside Tang Ye. He turned around to see a middle-aged man dressed in a security guard uniform, his eyes full of wariness, possibly because he had seen Tang Ye standing here for so long, or perhaps he suspected Tang Ye’s identity.

In this era, who else besides someone with a mental disorder would stand here for nearly half an hour without playing on a cell phone or doing anything else?

"I’m asking you, what are you doing? Hurry up and leave, if you don’t, I’m calling the police!" The middle-aged security guard, wearing a uniform, had an impatient look on his face. In his eyes, this strange man wearing an odd suit with a thick layer of dust on his trouser cuffs was a trafficker!

Click!

"Huh?"

The security guard had just finished speaking when he froze for a moment. He heard the sound of something breaking, which was so sudden that it startled him.

But he soon came back to his senses, his expression turning fierce as he yelled at Tang Ye, "Hurry up and leave, hurry up! If you don’t go, don’t blame me for being rude."

Tang Ye gave him a glance, took his hand off the tree, and turned away.

After confirming that the man had left, the security guard let out a sigh of relief, not knowing why, but he always felt his entire body trembling when facing that guy. That feeling was truly inexplicable.

"Could it be that I’m sick? I’ve heard that many terminal diseases will have some strange sensations."

The security guard muttered to himself, watching Tang Ye’s figure disappear around the corner, then walked to the spot where Tang Ye had been standing. That sudden sound seemed to have come from right next to that person, didn’t it?

Thinking this, he looked at the spot where Tang Ye had placed his hand on the tree. There, there was a large gap with bark and wood falling out from inside, as if it had been clamped with iron pliers and then forcibly torn off a large piece!

He was startled and hurriedly looked in the direction Tang Ye had left, chasing after him. But after he turned the corner, he couldn’t even see a shadow of the other man. Tang Ye, on the other side, appeared in a park, looking at his own hands. When touching that tree earlier, he became even more doubtful whether all this was an illusion and then he tested his strength.

The result was that it was still there; he possessed strength that was dozens of times more exaggerated than Superman in the movies—as well as abilities that could be truly considered only belonging to gods!

It was this incredible strength that reminded him everything he saw before his eyes was fake. But how to break through it? He thought about the details of how he previously got out of the illusion, but he couldn’t quite grasp it. Right now, the only thing he could do was to wander around, to look at everything in Xi River city before the Apocalypse, or perhaps go to other places to see.

Moreover, he must be prepared to be trapped in this era for a long time. With his current vigor, he had at most two or three months. When the time came, he would need to eat, or replenish his vigor through other means...

"That feeling again? Did I forget something again?" Just as he thought about ways to replenish his vigor, the sensation of forgetting something struck him once more, causing Tang Ye to pause. Of course, if he didn’t need to eat and could live like a normal person, it would be good. He imagined himself spending a lifetime in this era, occasionally using his superpowers to create miracles in this world.

But then he thought, what if the very purpose of that ghostly thing was to make him complacent here, wouldn’t he be playing right into its hands?

With this thought, Tang Ye came up with a key point.

"Huh? Why can’t I feel it anymore? It seems it doesn’t have this intention; is its real purpose just to kill me here?"

Looking around, right at that moment, someone was passing by him. Tang Ye quickly stopped the person and asked, "Do you know... hey, bro, do you know what year it is now?" Tang Ye tried to ask in the speaking style from the Apocalypse. The young man who was stopped was immediately baffled, glanced around neurotically, and responded to Tang Ye with a questioning tone, "Are you pranking?"

"What?"

"If it’s not a prank, then bro, from which bumpkin place did you time-travel here?"

Hearing this person’s words, Tang Ye was instantly speechless. He wondered if Su Sigui had also encountered such situations when he time-traveled. At this moment, he wanted to say to the guy, "Congratulations, you guessed right, you’ve successfully rendered me speechless."

But then he generously admitted, "Yes, I time-traveled here. I don’t know what time it is now; can you tell me?"

"Then from which era did you time-travel?"

"I don’t know. Let me introduce myself, I am the Chairman of the Peace Party in the South China United District before the Apocalypse—Li..."

"Alright, alright, cut the act. Are you expecting me to send you money next?"

"Pretty much."

"Okay then, seeing how well you’re acting, I’ll play along. It’s the year 15 now, October 9th, just past 2:17 pm."

"Year 15?"

"Yeah, really, still acting?"

Tang Ye was stunned for a moment. This was still years away from the Apocalypse!

PS: The time here is fictionalized, dear readers, please disregard it, thank you thank you thank you!!