Chapter 495: The Cloud of Doubt in His Heart
After Xiao Honglian left, Wei Dinghai quickly arrived.
He was a man in his forties, shrewd and worldly.
As soon as he saw Zhang Yi, he warmly flattered him.
Things like “so young and promising” and “born to be a great leader.”
"Zhang Yi, do you have any interest in going out to sea? If you have ti, I can take you overseas to take a look. There's a vast world out there!"
Wei Dinghai extended his invitation enthusiastically.
Thinking about the vast ocean, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a bit intrigued.
But then he recalled that beneath the boundless sea, there could be creatures even more dangerous than those on land. He quickly shook his head.
"Rather than that, you'd be better off sending so ribbonfish."
Wei Dinghai laughed heartily. "No problem, no problem! Next ti we return from the sea, I'll bring you the freshest frozen ribbonfish!"
Fresh fish were out of the question—only deep-sea fish could still survive in the ocean depths. Once they were caught and brought up, they would die instantly.
Zhang Yi asked, "So many people died this ti. Is it still safe to go out to sea?"
Wei Dinghai's smile faded slightly.
He sighed softly and lowered his head. "Most of our combat personnel are dead, but I still have so staff on the ship. As long as they're there, I can still sail!"
He then expressed the sa sentint as Xiao Honglian.
Tianhai City was already scarred beyond recognition from this battle. No one even knew how many survivors were left.
This city, once ho to over twenty million people, was now eerily silent.
Everyone was exhausted. No one wanted to fight anymore.
Besides, with so few people left, there were more than enough resources. There was no need for competition.
Shortly after, Zheng Yixian and Xing Tian arrived as well.
Zheng Yixian’s face was clouded with deep sorrow.
Of all the factions, the Followers of the Snow God had suffered the heaviest losses.
Not only did they lose their warriors, but also a vast number of their followers.
Out of over five thousand people, more than four thousand had died. The remaining survivors, including both high-ranking mbers and ordinary believers, were less than eight hundred.
The other factions couldn’t help but feel sympathy for them.
Xing Tian, on the other hand, casually slung an arm around Zhang Yi's shoulder, acting all buddy-buddy.
"Old Zhang, from now on, your team is the strongest in Tianhai City! You gotta watch my back."
He grinned as he spoke.
In truth, his faction had suffered the second-highest casualties, right after Zhang Yi’s team.
His ability was unique—it allowed him to empower many people, turning ordinary soldiers into superhuman warriors.
Because of this, only about half of his Xing Tian Army had fallen.
The survivors were still strong and full of vigor.
Zhang Yi shot him an annoyed look. "Don't be so optimistic just yet. The zombie crisis in Tianhai City isn't over."
"Haha, the Zombie Kings are already wiped out. The remaining zombies won’t amount to much."
Xing Tian chuckled, unfazed.
Zhang Yi sneered. "I wouldn’t be so sure. We don’t even know if all the Zombie Kings were drawn out in this battle."
Xing Tian was montarily stunned.
Then he retorted, "If there were still Zombie Kings alive, why wouldn’t they attack us now? This would be the perfect ti, while we’re at our weakest. Old Zhang, I think you're overthinking it." 𝘳𝘈ƝỖ𝐛ЕS
Zhang Yi frowned slightly.
Even he wasn’t entirely sure if his concerns were valid.
But he always preferred to consider the worst-case scenario.
Pessimists might struggle to be happy, but at least they rarely made fatal mistakes.
"Who knows? Better safe than sorry. Just stay alert."
"Got it." Xing Tian nodded.
Though whether he took it to heart or not was another matter.
After this battle, the atmosphere between the factions in Tianhai City beca much more harmonious.
It was almost as if the zombie attack had been a blessing in disguise.
It reminded Zhang Yi of what a certain president had once said—when humanity faces an attack from non-human entities, all their internal conflicts might suddenly seem insignificant.
Yet, Zhang Yi couldn’t shake an ominous feeling in his heart.
He glanced at the surviving mbers of the Followers of the Snow God.
Their corpses were strewn across the battlefield in a grueso display, evoking deep sympathy from everyone.
Silently, Zhang Yi called Zhou Ke’er over and asked her to get in the car with him. There was sothing important he needed to do.
Seeing the serious expression on Zhang Yi’s face, Zhou Ke’er blushed slightly.
They had been too preoccupied with defending against the zombie horde lately, and so things had been left unattended.
Now that things had settled down, handling those matters seed only natural.
"Mm."
She nodded gently, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before getting into the car first.
Zhang Yi then instructed Fatty Xu and a few others to stand guard for him.
"If anyone cos looking for , don't let them get close. Got it?"
A flicker of emotion passed across Liang Yue’s usually cold face. She turned her head away with a huff.
Fatty Xu, on the other hand, grinned and eagerly assured, "Yes, yes, yes! I’ll make sure no one disturbs you, Boss! Whoever cos, they’ll have to wait!"
Zhang Yi nodded and got into the car, quickly shutting the door and drawing the curtains.
The car had built-in soundproofing, so no one outside could hear what was happening inside.
Nearby, Liang Yue, Uncle You, and Fatty Xu rested.
Liang Yue seed a little uncomfortable.
She never thought she’d be standing guard for soone in this kind of situation.
Uncle You, however, took it in stride.
He chuckled. "Zhang Yi is still young, after all. His energy is boundless."
He sighed almost imperceptibly.
If only Zhou Haii were still here…
…
Inside the car, Zhang Yi saw Zhou Ke’er had already taken off her coat and was sitting on the bed with her legs elegantly crossed.
She gazed at him with an enchanting expression.
But Zhang Yi simply plopped down beside her.
"Ke’er, I need to ask you sothing important."
Zhou Ke’er was startled for a mont. Seeing how serious Zhang Yi looked, she realized she had misunderstood.
A trace of embarrassnt crossed her face. "What is it?"
Zhang Yi said solemnly, "Rember when I asked you to observe Yuan Kongye closely?"
He narrowed his eyes, recalling the events of the zombie horde attack.
That night, everyone had been too tense, their nerves stretched to the limit. No one had ti to think about anything else.
But now, looking back, there were many things that didn’t add up.
For example, Yuan Kongye’s display of ice abilities.
From what Zhang Yi knew, Yuan Kongye, as the leader of the Followers of the Snow God, relied on two abilities.
【Blessing】—which allowed her to condense Ice Soul from her body, helping others awaken or strengthen their superhuman energy.
【Gift】—which healed physical injuries.
People with two abilities weren’t unheard of, and both of hers were enhancent or support-based. That much made sense.
But what about that night?
How did she suddenly exhibit offensive ice-based powers?
Those abilities were completely different from 【Blessing】 and 【Gift】.
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