I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 591 - 588: The Living Demon 1_1

Chapter 591: Chapter 588: The Living Demon 1_1

"It’s just that?"

Having just recovered, Tang Ye scoffed dismissively again. If that’s all there was to it, then sorry, that guy had no chance of taking him down.

The consciousness that was drifting in the air fell silent. It wasn’t clear what it was up to now. The silver-armored zombies in front of him formed a wall, pushing all the other zombies several dozen meters away.

Chen Zhou’an looked around nervously. Even if that guy couldn’t touch Tang Ye at all, there was still an undeniable panic in his eyes.

"Bro!"

At that point, the doors of the nearby house opened, and a few people walked out. Chen Zhouquan, who was at the front, was shooting at the zombies and shouting towards Chen Zhou’an’s side.

"Look out!"

No sooner had his voice fallen than Chen Zhou’an shouted anxiously. The place where Chen Zhouquan had emerged was right in the midst of the zombies. As soon as he and his gang members stepped out, a dozen or more zombies leapt forward to attack them.

"Quickly..."

Chen Zhou’an wanted to warn them, but something occurred to him and he stopped speaking.

"How come none of them have turned into zombies?"

Chen Zhou’an wondered as he looked more closely at Chen Zhouquan.

"No, you’re not my brother. Damn it, you’re controlling my brother!"

Tang Ye was confused for a moment before realizing what Chen Zhou’an was talking about. Chen Zhouquan had been subjected to consciousness grafting by that guy; now a zombie was controlling Chen Zhouquan!

"How did you notice it?" Tang Ye asked Chen Zhou’an.

"He would never call me ’bro’ only," Chen Zhou’an replied calmly.

Having lived with his brother for so long, didn’t he know Chen Zhouquan well?

Chen Zhouquan was a serious macho man, to a veritable extreme. He would never use anything that reminded him of girly things, and he would not even tolerate the colors pink or yellow, suggestive of girlishness, on the things he used.

Although there was nothing wrong with him calling Chen Zhou’an "bro," such a term of address felt awkward to someone like Chen Zhouquan; it was too girlish. So, when addressing Chen Zhou’an, Chen Zhouquan typically did so in a lazy dialect, using the term "big bro".

But the "bro" that Chen Zhouquan just shouted out was in standard Mandarin!

You should know that since growing up with Chen Zhouquan, apart from when they were children, Chen Zhouquan had never called him "bro" after he turned eight; it was always "big bro".

"Chen Zhouquan" was taken aback for a moment when he was suddenly recognized as not being himself. The expression of fake urgency instantaneously darkened.

"Heh, you can actually recognize me?"

"Learn the Lin City dialect first!"

Chen Zhou’an roared, his face turning red with anger. He wanted to aim his gun but didn’t dare to. The creature before his eyes was his brother. If he were to shoot, his flesh and blood brother would die! He stood helpless in front of this body-possessing creature!

"Shut your mouth, Chen Zhou’an! You dare to betray me! Don’t think that having that stupid guy standing by your side will keep you safe. Don’t forget, I can kill you any minute!"

Chen Zhou’an felt a little bitter. He turned his head to look at Tang Ye, his eyes pleading. What the creature said was true. Killing the Chen brothers would be a matter of minutes because it could possess either of them at any time!

It’s impossible to defend against this.

Seeing Chen Zhou’an looking like this, "Chen Zhou’an" gave an eerie grin and continued: "You can still leave that zombie now while you have the chance. Otherwise, your brother will die, hee hee."

"No!" Chen Zhou’an reached out, clenching and unclenching his fingers, as though trying to grasp something that wasn’t there. In the end, he resignedly lowered his hand, his face betraying his uncertainty. He looked at Tang Ye, then at "Chen Zhouquan," his expression complex.

Right now, Tang Ye was the one who had the most complicated feelings. He wondered if he had somehow suddenly acquired a buff. Why couldn’t he stay in one place for more than a day?

When he and Qiongli arrived at the 46th Division survivors’ base, which had been stable for almost four years, they had to retreat the very next day owing to the onslaught of the legion of evil spirit zombies. He lost contact with Qiongli and Nannan, and didn’t even have time to sit down and relax at the bikers’ base before the Chen brothers were about to be dethroned.

"Annoying!" Tang Ye didn’t bother to look at Chen Zhou’an’s expression. Instead, he waved his hand, and a silver-armored zombie that had just ripped off a zombie’s head turned around and leaped over to "Chen Zhouquan." It grabbed him by the hair, lifted him off the ground, and then smashed him onto the ground.

"Damn, bro!"

Chen Zhou’an’s face changed instantly, and an extremely violent killing intent burst out of him. He let out a beast-like roar and pointed his gun at Tang Ye.

"What the fuck are you doing! Let go of him!"

"Shut up!"

Tang Ye completely ignored him, turning around to kick Chen Zhou’an, who was still holding the gun, a few dozen meters away. A brick-and-mud house was instantly shattered by the flying Chen Zhou’an.

"You ungrateful creature, I could kill you in an instant!"

For the first time, Tang Ye showed his ruthless side. As a zombie, with the exception of some warmth towards Ning Yu’er, Nannan, and Ah Fu, his interactions with the others were all just an act, including with Xu Haishui, Chen Chaoyang, and Li Xiaoyan.

That creature might not hesitate to kill the Chen brothers, but that didn’t mean that Tang Ye was a zombie who would compromise for others’ sake.

Throwing a cold glance at Chen Zhou’an, who was lying on a ruined wall like a dead dog, Tang Ye turned to "Chen Zhouquan" and said chillingly, "Heh heh, you can do whatever you want with the two of them. But today, I’m going to make you suffer."

"Chen Zhouquan" didn’t react. Only after quite a while did he open his mouth and say, "Idiot."

Then, "Chen Zhouquan" collapsed to the ground as if his soul had been extracted. At this moment, a level 3 zombie, the highest-ranking one among the horde, began to speak.

"You’re an interesting zombie. But how does it matter how strong you are? Hee hee... wait for it, I’m gonna make you taste what it feels like to be devoured by your own kind."

The zombie laughed hoarsely, its voice harsh and unpleasant, similar to Tang Ye’s when he first began to speak as a level 2 zombie, like the rubbing of an old sandpaper.

As soon as the zombie finished speaking, its eyes dulled, it let out a furious roar, and charged at Tang Ye with the rest of the horde.

"Can this bunch of zombies stop me?"

Perhaps because he was a zombie himself, Tang Ye didn’t feel even a hint of fear facing a swarm of his own kind. Because he saw them as tools that he could manipulate at will.

Since they were truly being controlled by other intelligent zombies to attack him, he could also control them.

However, as soon as he finished that thought, Tang Ye sensed more and more zombie presence gathering towards him. As he looked up, he saw a thick layer of black clouds appearing on the eastern horizon!

"That is..."

Tang Ye tilted his head. Unknowingly, his mouth had become zombified; his two rows of snow-white teeth emitted the cold light of death.

"So they really came to attack me. Heh heh, bring it on!"