Upon hearing this, everyone present wore expressions of shock.
The Zombie King?!
They had just received word from Yun City about the existence of a Zombie King.
Yet here he was, standing before them in the blink of an eye.
And just as Yun City had described—
A young boy, human in appearance, with the ability to control others!
The people surrounding him? All brainwashed!
The realization of who they were facing plunged the scene into silence, the air thick with tension.
Tong Zhan slowly swept his gaze across the crowd.
“I’ll give you a choice—submit to me, or… die.”
His lips curled slightly.
The word “die” carried no emotion, as if killing them would be effortless.
“Why the hell should we submit to you? Who do you think you are?!”
A hot-tempered man scoffed.
But in the next instant, Wu Mei snatched him up and dragged him to Tong Zhan’s side.
The man barely had time to react before he hit the ground, a searing pain exploding from his arm and spreading through his entire body.
“AAAAAH!”
He tore himself free, leaving behind a chunk of bloody flesh.
Then, an unstoppable, eerie energy surged through his veins.
His bones twisted, his eyes glazed over.
Tong Zhan licked the blood from his lips, his aura dripping with malevolence.
Watching the man mutate, a flicker of excitement danced in his eyes.
Even after witnessing this countless times, it never got old.
Every single instance sent his blood racing!
“He… turned!”
Gasps rippled through the crowd.
Now, they finally understood the true terror of the Zombie King.
A human face, yet wielding the same powers as the undead.
A single bite, and the victim transformed instantly!
Tong Zhan relished their fear.
His followers smirked behind him.
“See that? Bow down if you want to live. Otherwise, you’ll end up just like him!”
Lately, Tong Zhan had recruited more followers—cold-blooded killers, the worst of humanity.
They were birds of a feather, finding kinship in his cruelty.
Under his lead, they’d raided small bases that had crossed them.
Of course, no one would willingly submit to a monster like Tong Zhan.
So, those bases were slaughtered—every last soul, brutally butchered.
No chance to call for help.
No mercy.
“Screw your submission! You’re all murderers. Joining you would make us just as guilty!”
“Exactly! Following a Zombie King? That’s like hitching your wagon to a rabid beast. You think he’s gonna reward you?
Bullshit!
You’re just livestock to him.
The moment he craves flesh, you’ll be nothing but bones.
And here you are, strutting around like idiots!”
“There’s no way we can’t hold them off with our numbers!”
Encouraged by the defiance, those on the fence hardened their resolve.
“Since you’re eager to die, I’ll oblige.”
Tong Zhan adjusted his cap, his gaze turning icy.
The mutated man let out a guttural scream and lunged into the crowd.
By now, he’d lost all reason—only a hunger for blood remained.
At Tong Zhan’s signal, Si Sha and the others charged toward Shen Tianlei’s group.
The battle erupted in an instant.
Shen Tianlei subtly gestured behind his back.
The signal meant nothing to most, but Jin Zhuyan understood immediately.
Her eyes reddened, but she said nothing—grabbing Shen Yan by the arm, she yanked him back before he could rush forward.
“Jin Zhuyan, what are you doing?! Let me go! I have to help Dad!”
Shen Yan fought against her grip, desperate to stay.
Jin Zhuyan’s voice was steel. “If you don’t want to watch me die right now, you’ll come with me.”
This was the first time she’d ever spoken to him so harshly.
Sure, she’d scolded him before—but never like this.
Her tone left no room for argument.
Before he could protest, she’d already dragged him away.
By the time he processed it, they were in the car.
“Jin Zhuyan, I’m not leaving! Open the door!”
He yanked at the handle, but it wouldn’t budge.
Panic set in.
“Dad’s still out there—he’s in danger! Let me go help him, please! Mom!”
His voice cracked, his eyes burning.
He craned his neck to look back.
The fight had already begun.
Even from here, he could hear the screams—his people, dying.
His father was in the thick of it.
He had to do something!
But Jin Zhuyan acted as though she hadn’t heard, starting the car without hesitation.
Her hands clenched the wheel, her gaze unshaken.
Yet tears streamed down her face.
She wasn’t indifferent to her husband’s fate—far from it.
Her heart was breaking.
But his signal had been clear: he’d made his choice. A last stand.
And her duty was to get out.
She knew him too well.
He’d never bow to evil.
He’d never abandon his people.
He’d charge headfirst into hell itself.
Jin Zhuyan let the tears fall.
They’d all acted too rashly.
There had to have been a better way.
Provoking a monster like Tong Zhan was suicide.
Especially when he had an army of killers at his back.
A single zombie loose in a crowd was bad enough.
But a Zombie King who could create more at will?
And his followers were no pushovers.
Ren City Base was doomed.
Yet she couldn’t blame them.
No one wanted to be trampled.
Her people had spines of steel.
All she could do now was send a radio alert to Yun City.
Evacuate the defenseless.
Buy time.
Maybe, just maybe, some could escape.
And above all—
Save her son.
If her husband died, she’d follow.
But Shen Yan? He was young. He had a future.
He couldn’t die here.
Please…
Just hold on long enough.
Long enough for Yun City to arrive.
After locking Shen Yan in the car, Jin Zhuyan sprinted to the radio room.
