Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 324: Flat Broke

"Speak up! What is it? If I can do it, I’ll definitely help you!" Bai Xiqin said seriously.

Fan Tangtang blinked, "Can I tell you when Brother Zhang isn’t around?"

The matter of killing Brother Zhang shouldn’t be mentioned face-to-face, just in case Brother Zhang isn’t actually dead, and he ends up having to do more test papers.

Zhang Yiming: ...

Ha, after consuming Ganmu, he knows more and more; he can faintly perceive what Fan Tangtang is thinking through his brainwaves.

"Alright then!"

Bai Xiqin looked at Fan Tangtang, who seemed pitifully miserable, and nodded earnestly.

They had forgotten about him earlier, so helping him with something seemed only right.

"That’s great!"

Fan Tangtang raised his hand with only four fingers and cheered, his blood-stained face full of smiles.

As a High Rank Zombie, he can still make such exaggerated expressions.

Zhang Yiming wondered just how happy Fan Tangtang was!

"Go back, absorb some crystal cores to heal, and then do ten test papers," Zhang Yiming said coldly, glancing at Fan Tangtang without mercy.

Fan Tangtang’s smile froze on his face, and instead of cheering, he obediently lowered his hands.

"Alright, Brother Zhang, Tangtang knows. Tangtang will go do the test papers right now!"

Fan Tangtang playfully winked at Bai Xiqin and then skipped away.

Since Brother Zhang would soon be killed by Sister Tu, whatever he says before his demise, Tangtang would just listen to one ear.

Watching Fan Tangtang’s skipping figure, Zhang Yiming fell into deep thought.

The zombies in the village, under Zhang Yiming’s control, returned to the yard and stood there sluggishly as before.

When everyone was about to take a break, a tattered zombie came to Zhang Yiming.

Black blood flowed down its face, and its face full of rotten flesh was pitted and bumpy.

Its suit, damaged by an explosion, was dirty, and its previously tidy hair was as messy as a bird’s nest.

The rotting fingers slowly lifted, seemingly bitten by other zombies, exposing white bone stubs.

The poor bone stubs were attached with some black decayed flesh.

The rotten hand slowly stopped in front of Zhang Yiming.

It wanted crystal cores.

Many zombies were injured; it didn’t matter if regular zombies couldn’t absorb crystal cores. High Rank Zombies, when injured, could recover to their peak as long as they absorbed crystal cores.

It was one of Zhang Yiming’s subordinates, the leader of the zombie minions, somewhat like a chief manager.

It was responsible for distributing crystal cores to other zombies.

Now, the zombies were badly injured and needed some crystal cores to recover.

Zhang Yiming glanced at the rotten fingers in front of him, his lips twitching almost imperceptibly.

His eyes turned to Leng Yebai.

After becoming a zombie, Leng Yebai absorbed crystal cores day and night.

The speed at which he absorbed crystal cores was astonishing.

All the crystal cores he had stocked up had turned into waste residue.

Lately, he had been studying Ganmu, busy helping Xiao Niu ’find’ Leng Yebai, so how could he still find time to stockpile crystal cores?

Zhang Yiming had raised many zombies, and Leng Yebai was undoubtedly the most wasteful when it came to crystal cores.

Seeing Zhang Yiming’s gaze, Leng Yebai quietly turned his head away, pretending not to understand what he meant.

"Brother Zhang, what does it want from you?" Bai Yifan curiously looked at the zombie in a suit, scratching his chin, and guessed, "Does it want money to buy spicy strips?"

He couldn’t help but feel that the zombie’s posture resembled when he asked his mom for money to buy spicy strips as a kid.

It carefully extended its hand, its eyes shining brightly at the other party.

Exactly the same.

"Nothing, it’s hungry," Zhang Yiming calmly took a piece of chocolate from his pocket and placed it in the rotten hand of the zombie in a suit.

With Xiao Niu around, he firmly refused to admit that he was currently penniless.

With crystal cores, a single trip should suffice.

A piece of chocolate in pink packaging was placed in the hand covered in black decaying flesh. The stark contrast between the black decaying flesh and the vivid packaging was evident.

The zombie in a suit’s brightly shining eyes dimmed slightly, staring blankly at the chocolate in its hand.

It seemed a bit incredulous.

It wanted crystal cores, but what was this given to it?

The zombie in a suit extended its rotten fingers towards Zhang Yiming a little more, staring directly at him with its hollow eyes, carrying a trace of expectation.

The boss had always been generous, giving it a big bag of crystal cores each time!

Surely this time wouldn’t be any less!

Zhang Yiming smiled gently, his eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly.

An invisible brainwave acted upon the zombie in a suit.

The zombie in a suit paused for a moment, then quickly retracted its rotting fingers and stuffed the piece of chocolate, wrapper and all, into its mouth.

Chewing expressionlessly.

Its stiff body slowly turned and walked away, each step heavy with a sense of desolation, perhaps even carrying a bit of grievance.

Leng Yebai touched his nose, feeling relieved that he still had some awareness. Otherwise, he suspected Zhang Yiming would inevitably command him to do all sorts of shameful things.

How would he continue to live then!

"Your underling has pretty good taste!"

Bai Xiqin looked at the zombie in a suit chewing chocolate and raised an eyebrow.

This chocolate’s packaging was a pretty pink and had a faint peach aroma, proving quite delicious.

She never thought a zombie would share her taste; not bad at all!

Zhang Yiming gave an uncomfortable chuckle, secretly rolling his eyes at Leng Yebai.

Leng Yebai: ...

The post-disaster reconstruction of the Zombie Village was left to those external zombies.

The man in the Sun Wukong mask ran too fast, unable to retrieve the zombies he brought along.

Under Zhang Yiming’s control, using their rotting fingers, they gently restored the mess in the village.

The sun slanted westward, and night was about to fall.

The Bai Family planned to stay a few more days, thinking that if the masked man returned, they could assist Zhang Yiming.

At night, everyone gathered in the yard, watching stars and enjoying delicious food.

Leng Yebai ate a bowl before stopping and quietly sat aside, absorbing crystal cores.

His speed in absorbing crystal cores was impressive, visible to the eye as they turned into waste residue before being tossed into the trash by Leng Yebai.

"Brother Leng, why do I feel like there’s less decayed flesh on your face?"

Under the moonlight, Bai Yifan curiously observed Leng Yebai’s rotten face.

The decayed face was pitted and bumpy, occasionally oozing black blood.

Though just judging from his silhouette, you could slightly discern he had once been a handsome young man.

But now, his decaying aura entangled him, just sitting there was enough to make survivors shiver.

Zombies are something all survivors tremble at.

Upon hearing Bai Yifan’s words, Leng Yebai instinctively touched his face.

It was soft and unresponsive, unable to feel the presence of his face or hand.

"Indeed, a part has diminished!" forensic doctor Liu Jing carefully examined Leng Yebai and offered her insight, "The piece of decayed flesh on his eyelid is gone."

It’s a professional habit to analyze how a corpse died when she sees one.

When seeing Leng Yebai, she analyzed thoroughly, but drew no conclusions.

Because Leng Yebai suffered no fatal injuries, he was pricked by a zombie’s finger, turning him into a zombie.

However, she remembered the decayed flesh on Leng Yebai’s eyelid quite vividly, having always wanted to cut it off!

She couldn’t stand having a black piece of flesh on the eyelid, such an eyesore!