Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 214: Suit-Wearing Zombie

The zombie in the suit had a face full of rotting flesh, expressionless and blank, with only the eyes showing some liveliness.

When it walked, its limbs were stiff, but surprisingly, it didn’t move awkwardly. Its two stiff arms swung casually as it walked.

Its hands were covered with disposable plastic gloves, the decayed flesh inside staining the gloves with black blood.

The black leather shoes were polished to a mirror shine. Upon close inspection, plastic was stuffed inside the shoes.

It wrapped its rotting feet in plastic to keep the clean leather shoes from getting dirty.

Its scalp had already rotted, yet some stubborn hairs still clung to it, combed to a sleek shine, each strand distinct.

After entering the front door, the zombie in the suit carefully inspected the doorknob. Only after confirming that there were no black bloodstains did it proceed toward the living room.

From a distance, Bai Yifan could see a human-like smile on its face.

The corners of its mouth turned up slightly on the blank face, as if coming over was a particularly delightful matter.

Its smile was very standard, not the kind that shows eight teeth, but a gentleman’s smile without displaying teeth.

The zombie in the suit could smell a scent of blood and flesh wafting from the living room from far away.

Its decaying throat moved slightly, and its empty mouth snapped twice.

Hungry.

Oh, how it wanted a bite of flesh!

It could barely remember the last time it had meat. Ever since joining the boss, it had been absorbing crystal cores with an empty stomach.

Black saliva mixed with blood dribbled out, and the zombie in the suit instinctively raised a hand to wipe it away vigorously.

Even though it couldn’t feel it, it understood that it probably needed to eat some meat.

Looking down, it saw the black blood on its hand.

A trace of regret flashed in the zombie’s eyes.

It’s over. I’m going to become the boss’s least favored zombie!

It must be cleaner; the boss hates messy zombies the most.

It had figured out the pattern.

The most favored zombie currently was Fan Tangtang.

The least favored were the zombies standing in the houses in the village.

Those zombies had never been summoned by the boss, just being simply suppressed.

But it was different (pride), often being taken out by the boss to help.

Yet it wasn’t the most favored, perhaps maybe possibly the second!

The most favored was Fan Tangtang, who lived with the boss.

Compared to Fan Tangtang, where was it lacking?

Firstly, appearance; it felt they were about the same, both quite good-looking.

The only difference was that areas touched by Fan Tangtang never bore black blood or the occasional drop of rotten flesh.

It believed that the boss had a cleanliness obsession.

Therefore, it paid great attention to its hygiene, not letting black blood contaminate the boss’s belongings.

Look, the boss summoned it again.

This indicated that its observations were still very correct.

The zombie in the suit lingered at the living room entrance, taking out a pristine tissue from the suit pocket.

Its stiff fingers barely grasped the tissue, carefully wiping its face until the tissue turned pitch black.

The zombie in the suit nodded at Zhang Yiming, pulling a human-like smile at the corners of its mouth.

Boss, rest assured, I am definitely clean!

The zombie in the suit, with stiff steps, slowly moved towards the trash can in the yard.

Its stiff foot barely lifted straight and pressed the button at the bottom of the trash can, causing the lid to spring open instantly.

With stiff fingers, it let go of the blackened tissue, which fell straight into the trash can.

Subsequently, its stiff foot released the trash can, revealing a satisfied expression on its decaying head, before walking towards the living room.

Its gait was standard, knees unbent, feet kicking forward.

If it carried a flag, it could totally serve as a flag bearer.

Deep inside, it firmly believed that it was because of its good looks and cleanliness that the boss valued it so much.

Every time something happened, it was the first one sought out.

The last time, when it brought back the motorcycle, although a bit troublesome, it believed its status in the boss’s heart had raised significantly.

It had no other big goals, just to be on equal footing with Fan Tangtang in the future!

Upon stepping inside, the whole room was filled with the fragrance of blood and flesh.

The zombie in the suit stealthily took a breath, inhaling the fragrance of blood and flesh into its lungs, yet its face remained as blank as ever.

Not a single hint of wanting to chew on meat showed.

This is called composure.

It could save its life.

Humans associating with the boss, although uglier, nowhere near its dazzling beauty, were at least the boss’s friends and couldn’t be eaten.

The zombie in the suit stood straight in the center of the crowd, accepting the scrutiny from a heap of food.

"Why is it dressed so cleanly?"

Bai Yifan scratched his head.

Fan Tangtang’s grandfather dressed cleanly because his son and grandson took care of him, changing his clothes wouldn’t be difficult.

But the zombie in the suit standing here couldn’t be considered clean despite the perfect tie and meticulously combed hair.

The precise English gentleman image!

Though the face was rather unsightly, covered with rotting flesh.

As soon as it entered, a rotten smell invaded the nostrils.

Clearly, regardless of how clean it dressed, it was still a zombie.

The face of the zombie in the suit was blank, yet its alert eyes looked with disdain at Bai Yifan.

Human, making a fuss over nothing.

It’s dressed this clean to please the boss, obviously!

Could it possibly be to please food?

Wang Yiyun’s eyes lit up, immediately turning her head toward Zhang Yiming, "Can I touch it?"

Zhang Yiming’s gentle face twitched slightly as the aura belonging to the Zombie King emanated, washing over the zombie in the suit.

The zombie in the suit paused on its blank face, its stiff knees nearly buckling.

Boss, what’s wrong today?

Today’s aura was more tumultuous than yesterday’s!

Could it be that today’s performance has fallen short of the boss’s expectations?

It shouldn’t be!

Every move had been well considered, even if its stupid brain couldn’t process much.

In private, it had practiced many times.

There shouldn’t be any mistakes!

It saw Fan Tangtang’s dad and mom, exuding the scent of human flesh, were also this hygienic.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Yiming donned an appropriately mild smile, nodding at Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing.

Perhaps, the Bai family just doesn’t follow the usual path!

Maybe it’s these unconventional individuals who can befriend zombies.

Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing’s eyes sparkled, one grabbed a makeup kit, the other an anatomy kit, both lunging at the zombie in the suit.

The zombie in the suit: ...

The Bai Family men: ...

They hadn’t the slightest idea where the women conjured those boxes from.

Could this stuff be carried around so easily?

Bai Zhengxuan suddenly felt the zombie in the suit appeared even more delicate than a shy little wife in the presence of Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing.

Oh, except for the face being a bit unpleasant to look at.

The zombie in the suit stealthily glanced at its own boss, seeing a gentle smile on the boss’s face.

Yet that gentle smile, when aimed at it, turned into a warning.

The pressure bearing down was getting heavier and heavier.

The nose was increasingly filled with the fragrance of human flesh.

The zombie in the suit swallowed hard, not daring to move a muscle.