Chapter 816: A Night to Be Recorded in History

Zhang Yiming noticed Captain Zhang’s gaze, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Knowing too much can get you killed."

At the same time, a rustling sound came from the surroundings.

A strong scent of decay pervaded the air, lingering everywhere.

As the wind blew, it carried the stench from the zombies’ bodies.

Evidently, they were already surrounded by zombies.

Captain Zhang’s actions had already angered Zhang Yiming.

This person should never have provoked her.

Instead of coming directly to him, he had involved Xiao Niu, dragging her into this mire.

Captain Zhang removed his gold-rimmed glasses and took out a piece of cloth from his pocket to gently wipe away the dust.

He showed no reaction to the pressure and intense decay from the surroundings.

Daring to venture to the sea, he had no fear of these zombies.

Unless these zombies went berserk and attacked humans, even if he died, Captain Zhang wouldn’t lose.

For him, protecting the survivors was what mattered the most.

From the moment he decided to take up this heavy burden, he had put aside thoughts of his own life and death.

He also knew that by using Bai Xiqin to contact him, it would instantly tense up young Zhang Yiming.

But it had to be done.

He needed to quickly talk to Zhang Yiming and then settle the survivors on land.

Humans and zombies needed to unite; otherwise, the creatures in the sea would...

"Rest assured, I have a good relationship with Xiao Niu’s family; I won’t harm them." Captain Zhang put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, his voice calm, "I’ve come to find you not only to join forces but also to discuss future matters. If zombies truly cannot become human, and humans cannot become zombies, then the areas should be divided."

Zhang Yiming didn’t respond to Captain Zhang’s words, his eyes lowered slightly, emitting the aura belonging to the Zombie Emperor.

Chilling and powerful.

"To show my sincerity, I can first ally with you and provide some clues about the True God Research Institute, or even join forces to destroy it."

Captain Zhang spoke lightly.

The data from the True God Research Institute was indeed valuable; the researchers were pioneering intellectuals of humanity.

But they should never have used survivors for experiments.

Captain Zhang could not tolerate this.

Any institute conducting experiments on human survivors could not exist.

He wanted to create a strong yet civilized Alliance, and no matter how murky the tactics, it mustn’t harm their own people.

Survivors were already few, and organizations achieving their goals by harming their own kind absolutely cannot remain.

This was why he watched Zhang Yiming command zombies to kill the Tomb Guardians without intervening.

The Tomb Guardians should not have existed in the first place.

His eyes had seen those futures.

Even if he ruthlessly teamed up with the Tomb Guardians and True God Research Institute, eliminating all zombies and defeating those creatures from the sea, in the end, survivors still wouldn’t survive.

Human greed is boundless.

Without zombies, those extremists would create zombies.

If the zombie hordes fall into human hands, it spells doom for humanity itself.

The intrigue among humans never ends.

Among various futures, only allying with Zhang Yiming seemed like the best outcome.

Of course, this is only the good outcome within the time frame Captain Zhang can foresee.

The longer future remains unseen, if it eventually proves unfavorable to humans, Captain Zhang would be helpless.

He had already tried his best.

"What do you know exactly?"

Zhang Yiming’s gaze suddenly sharpened, coldly looking at Captain Zhang, fingers tightening abruptly.

His greatest fear was someone using Xiao Niu.

He hadn’t discussed the matter of the True God Research Institute with anyone, nor would the Bai Family, so how did Captain Zhang know?

"I can see the future." Captain Zhang gazed directly into Zhang Yiming’s eyes, speaking calmly, "You come from the future, like them."

Captain Zhang didn’t explicitly say who they were, but it was understood.

He referred to Bai Xiqin and Bai Zhengxuan, the old couple.

Zhang Yiming remained silent, a powerful aura enveloping both.

Xiao Lan Zombie silently retreated a step, trembling constantly.

Whether it was Zhang Yiming or Captain Zhang, the aura emanating from them was overwhelming.

At this moment, she regretted not running fast enough, wishing she had escaped with Xiao Qunqun.

Silvery moonlight bathed the earth, covering it with a thick frost.

This was a day that could be recorded in the annals of the end-of-century era.

Nobody knew what the Alliance Commander and Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming discussed afterward.

Even the zombies following Zhang Yiming didn’t dare to listen in.

All they knew was that day, the Emperor’s brainwaves were incredibly active, and just a slight overflow almost shattered the crystal cores in their brains.

Time ticked on.

The eastern sky brightened into a pale white.

Captain Zhang took out a cloth once again, wiping away the fog on his gold-rimmed glasses.

"The matter is settled as discussed; I’ll be at the safe base for a while. If anything arises, you can come find me. I trust you can enter and leave the safe base at will." Captain Zhang said.

Upon hearing Captain Zhang would be at the safe base for a while, Zhang Yiming said expressionless,

"According to plan, you shouldn’t be there."

Ultimately, he didn’t want Captain Zhang too near Xiao Niu.

Xiao Niu carried too many secrets, and Captain Zhang’s eyes saw too much.

Even if the Bai Family strove to conceal the secrets, Captain Zhang would see it all clearly.

Moreover, Captain Zhang’s strength was formidable, and he had to admit he couldn’t win. Once he took action, it would implicate Xiao Niu.

Even if Captain Zhang were slightly weaker, Zhang Yiming wouldn’t stand here negotiating with him.

The negotiation content was incredibly unfavorable for zombies, indifferent to Zhang Yiming.

Yet Captain Zhang knew too much; only dead men keep secrets forever.

"I’ll carry out what I promised; you know I won’t remain in the Alliance forever. I’ll chat with Leng Yebai after, and if there’s no successor, won’t the human survivors become zombie food?"

Captain Zhang chuckled lightly, without hesitation sharing his thoughts.

Zhang Yiming’s eyes flickered, glancing at Captain Zhang.

The dawn light bathed Captain Zhang, making him appear as if gilded in metallic gold.

Holy and majestic.

Strong and self-assured.

Despite absolute strength, teaming up with him assured a less dire future without taking that step.

But despite his formidable strength, for the Alliance, his choice...

Truthfully, Zhang Yiming remained guarded against Captain Zhang, yet genuinely admired him.

This was a ruthless man.

"You may use anyone, discard anyone without my question, but don’t harm them; else, I’ll ensure everyone accompanies them to the grave."

Zhang Yiming spoke coldly, his tone unequivocal.

"I trust you’re truthful; rest assured, I won’t abandon others."

Captain Zhang waved dismissively, turning to stride toward the safe base with a fleeting look of desolation, quickly replaced by an increasingly determined gaze.

"Ahh—Ahh—"

The sound of zombies resonated.

Captain Zhang paused, halting his steps, and looked at the nearby suited man zombie.