He could directly read the Zombie King’s mory with his powerful brainwaves, but he didn’t do so.
The stronger the zombie, the harder it is to read their mory.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming could naturally read any Zombie King’s mory at will.
But he never did so because his powerful brainwaves would damage the Zombie King’s brain.
Anyway, they’re all his subordinates, why kill them all?
Zombies are absolutely loyal.
They only obey zombies stronger than themselves.
"A mysterious organization?"
The three generations exchanged glances, their expressions slightly awkward.
"Actually, ever since the apocalypse, from our house to this building, we haven’t left this building again."
Li Mo scratched his head awkwardly and gave an embarrassed and timid smile.
Li Mo, a true super-rich third generation in Shanghai, had a bunch of dissolute friends and led a life of debauchery.
At twenty years old, he dropped out of school, and even though his dad donated several buildings to a university abroad, his debauched image still gave the university president a headache.
Then he gloriously dropped out.
Profligate as he may be, drinking as he does, ruining his health as he might, at their core, he and his dad and granddad were the sa.
Afright of death.
They heard on the radio about zombies looking exactly like humans.
Even more, they knew that humans coveted their existence.
Wanted to capture and dissect them.
With this information, they dared not venture out.
Afraid of being caught by human Superpower Users.
A thick layer of Zombies protected this building, and even food was delivered to their doorstep by High Rank Zombies.
They never went out, fearing being squeezed out by High Rank Zombies or captured by Superpower Users.
...Even though the three of them were the most formidable Zombie Kings in the city.
They still didn’t dare to venture out, valuing their lives!
Li Mo’s answer left Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming slightly stunned.
It took him a while to react.
In his perception, besides him and his past self, no zombies or Superpower Users were more formidable than these three...
"...From today, all of you will go out to look for clues," said Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
As the Zombie Emperor of the future world, all zombies listened to his command.
The tone of command was undeniable.
"...Alright."
Li Mo’s three generations weakly glanced outside simultaneously.
They whimpered, so afraid.
Obviously, they were Zombie Kings who could walk sideways, yet these three still seed cowardly.
No idea how they amassed such wealth!
A slight twitch appeared at the corner of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s mouth.
"Uh, um, do you have any self-defense weapons?"
Middle-aged Li Nian touched his nose, his voice weak.
They were legitimate businessn.
He could be sharp in business, but in the apocalypse, his legs trembled.
He was terrified!
But the aura of the young man in front of him was too intense to dare defy his aning.
On Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s cold face, there was a hint of speechlessness.
No wonder, no wonder in the future he didn’t see these three.
Perhaps, because they were too scared, they never ventured out.
Also, Zombie Kings needing weapons?
Isn’t that embarrassing?
Moreover, in the city known as Shanghai, your three generations’ brainwaves are the strongest.
Yet you still dare to be afraid?
"Find them yourselves!" Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming said coldly.
Damn!
Originally, he planned to find the most formidable zombies to help locate the mysterious organization.
But the most formidable zombies are more cowardly than normal ones, leaving Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming a bit taken aback.
"...Huh?" Li Nian rubbed his fingers awkwardly and said, "But without weapons, we dare not go out!"
"Yeah! What if we encounter soone with a gun? Won’t we be shot dead?" Li Mo nodded in agreent.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming: ...
Can human guns kill you?
It’s hard to imagine how these three generations with such courage could guard over this billion-dollar fortune.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples, a tangible murderous aura surrounding him.
The hostility filled the lobby as if it could turn into knives at any mont and stab them.
The three generations felt the powerful brainwaves, exchanged a look, and decisively kneeled on one knee in unison to show their intention.
Cowardice when necessary, kneeling when called for!
They trembled, yet felt relieved inside.
As expected, not going out was the best choice.
Look, even a random young guy coming in is this formidable.
If they ventured out, wouldn’t their crystal cores be at risk?
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples again, relenting.
Forget it, for Xiao Niu, endure as much as possible!
In the past, such idiotic Zombie Kings would have their crystal cores extracted by him and absorbed by other ntally sound Zombie Kings.
"Get up!" Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming glanced at the three kneeling on the floor, "I’ll give you weapons."
The three timidly climbed up from the ground, looked down at their feet, and shyly glanced at Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
They dared not refuse Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s request; if they could get handy weapons, they might be slightly braver about venturing out.
They’re legitimate businessn, amassing wealth with incredibly sharp minds, earning billions.
Truly without any shady dealings.
Pure and clean.
They’re wealthy and extravagant, spending lavishly isn’t rare.
They have only one flaw, valuing life.
Even having beco Zombie Kings, they value life enormously, fearing being eliminated by righteousness.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming rubbed his temples, he never used weapons.
But that was after three years into the apocalypse.
At the start of the apocalypse, he restrained himself, rarely showcasing his superpowers and control over zombies.
Motorcycles were his favorite mode of transport.
Every ti he secretly went to see Xiao Niu, there’d be a few handguns in his trunk, just in case.
If Xiao Niu were in danger, he could use a gun to protect her without revealing his identity!
He thought he knew himself well, and there were certainly guns in the trunk.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming found the trunk key effortlessly, intending to open it and give the idiotic Zombie King threeso the handguns stored inside.
The Zombie King trio trembled under Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s aura, yet stole glances at the trunk, eager to see what weapons were inside.
This formidable boss must have pretty impressive weapons in the trunk too.
If it’s sothing like an AK, that’d be great.
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming opened the trunk single-handedly.
With a click, the trunk lid popped open, revealing its contents.
The three’s eyes simultaneously fixed on the trunk.
The trunk was packed full.
Amid a pile of cute, pink snacks were two cans of what looked like luxurious... baby formula.
All sorts of snacks favored by little girls.
Cotton candy, chocolate, lollipops, chips...
Pink and fluffy, strange yet cute.
The three generations: ...
Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming: ...
A major social embarrassnt scene.
Slam!
The trunk was closed firmly by long fingers.
"Now, go out and look for clues."
In Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming’s icy voice, there was a trace of... embarrassnt.
...He really didn’t know himself well enough after all.
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