Chapter 7: Setting Out for Freedom City!

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Inside a villa in Starsea City.

"Look at this—you all come to blows over such a trivial matter? Is it really necessary?"

"Besides, do you think anyone can just decide to be the leader of the entire zombie world? Of course not!"

"Becoming the boss isn’t simply about being the strongest; it’s not as easy as you think!"

"It requires responsibility, a sense of duty, vision, and the ability to inspire us zombies to strive upwards!"

"Understand? Applause!"

Caw, caw, caw~~~ (a crow flies by)

Li Xingyue spoke passionately for a long time, but realized no one was paying attention. Embarrassed, he sat down.

Xiuluo asked, "Can we drink now?"

Li Xingyue replied, "...Sure, go ahead."

Xiuluo said, "You wasted my time with all that talk. Later, I’ll fine you three boxes!"

Damn it, life is so hard!

After hurriedly shoveling a couple of bites into his mouth, Li Xingyue suddenly had an idea.

"I have a bold suggestion!"

Xueyue snapped, "Shut up!"

Li Xingyue: "...We could draw lots."

Xiunu said, "Explain."

Hearing someone speak, Li Xingyue quickly outlined the rules and looked at everyone: "This way it’s fairer. What do you all think?"

The Four Zombie Kings had no objections, so Li Xingyue hurried to find paper and pen, tore off five slips, wrote numbers on each, crumpled them into balls, shook them in his palm a few times, and tossed them onto the table.

"Please, everyone!"

The five each picked a paper ball.

"Open them."

Li Xingyue tore open his slip—it was a number one.

Oh my goodness!

From now on, the zombies belong to my Yue family army!

Unable to hide his excitement, Li Xingyue slapped the paper on the table. "Caw, caw, caw, I’m the leader!"

But no one responded. Looking up, their faces were all grim, clearly unhappy with the draw.

"Damn it, so you’re all leaders now and I’m just the underling?"

The four immediately raised their heads and said in unison, "We agree in principle."

Damn it, all because I lack strength. If I were Level Nine, would I be afraid of you all?

At this moment, Li Xingyue’s resolve to become stronger only deepened.

"Alright, enough chatter. When do I leave?"

Xiuluo answered, "In two days."

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"Why wait two days?"

Xiuluo said, "First, teach us to play that Landlord game you mentioned."

"…"

——

Li Xingyue: "Xiuluo, we’re peasants, Xiunu is the landlord. Why are you bombing me?!"

Xiuluo: "…"

Li Xingyue: "Xiunu, I played a small three; why did you play the big joker?"

Xiunu: "…"

Li Xingyue: "Xueyue, we each have seven cards, why do you have so many?"

Xueyue: "…"

Li Xingyue: "May I ask why my cards are so few?"

The four all shook their heads: "We don’t know."

Li Xingyue slapped the table: "Do you hear yourselves? You stole so many cards I’m down to three! Your hands are overflowing!!"

Who understands the frustration of being unable to win yet unable to fight back?

Playing cards had completely broken Li Xingyue’s spirit; all he wanted was to set off immediately!

—— Two days later.

Outside the villa district of Starsea City.

Li Xingyue had Tyrant find a fully fueled G-Class SUV in the city and loaded it with plenty of supplies.

Why choose a G-Class? Simple—because in his previous life, Li Xingyue often saw it online but never drove one. Luxury cars held a strong allure for someone newly arrived in the apocalypse.

May the Trident Star Emblem light my path ahead!

Now fully equipped and ready, he turned back to the others: "Alright, go home now. Don’t fight unless necessary. I’ll return at New Year."

Xiuluo, seemingly from nowhere, brought a box of liquor and tried to load it onto the car.

Li Xingyue quickly stopped him: "No, brother, what am I supposed to do with that?"

Xiuluo: "Don’t ask. It’s all for the kids."

??? Where did you learn that?

Looking back at the four: "This time I’m really leaving. Wish me luck."

Bidding farewell, Li Xingyue started the engine, and the car sped off instantly.

Watching the four in the rearview mirror, a twinge of sadness stirred within.

Even though they were different species, and often bullied him, after this time together, Li Xingyue truly felt the presence of friends.

And here, he didn’t have to slave away from dawn till dusk to pay debts. Every day, he only needed to think about what to play or eat.

That feeling was quite nice.

Only after the car disappeared from sight did the four finally move.

Tyrant gave Xiuluo a look.

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Xiuluo immediately understood, closed his eyes, and after two seconds reopened them.

A minute later, a figure rushed from afar.

Soon it arrived before them. If Li Xingyue were here, he’d recognize it as a zombie—but not an ordinary one.

This zombie’s skin was pale and smooth, showing no sign of decay. Its physique and appearance were indistinguishable from a normal human, except its eyes glowed blood red.

"Follow that car and make sure he reaches Free City safely."

After hearing Xiuluo’s orders, the zombie nodded and dashed off in the direction Li Xingyue had gone.

Xiunu couldn’t help but be concerned: "Level Six is too low. Why not send a Level Seven?"

Xueyue was immediately speechless: "Sis, what are you talking about? A Level Six zombie can already roam freely without fear of Level Seven humans. What more do you want? Why don’t you go escort him?"

Xiunu pondered for a moment: "You have a point. I’ll go now."

Xueyue was speechless: "… Calm down and go drink."

Seeing Xiunu still reluctant, Xueyue dragged her back.

Tyrant and Xiuluo shook their heads.

Tyrant: "How many boxes tonight?"

Xiuluo: "Not in the mood. Thirty boxes. You?"

Tyrant: "Sigh, I’m off too. Thirty-one boxes."

Xiuluo: "??? Want to fight?"

Bang~

Bang bang~

Bang bang bang~

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Li Xingyue sipped Red Bull, studying the map. Starsea City was about 50 kilometers from Free City. The road was dotted with zombies and vehicles, but the zombies, upon seeing him, made no move.

It felt as if they wanted to approach but stopped themselves.

He guessed it was because a corpse king was nearby, holding them at bay.

If so, there was nothing to worry about.

Speeding onward…

An hour later, with five kilometers left to Free City’s western gate, Li Xingyue entered a small town. The buildings were shorter, and vehicle traffic increased. At first, he could weave through the streets, but reaching the town center, it became impossible to drive further.

He tried to push through, but light bumps didn’t work, and heavy hits would damage the car and himself.

With no other choice and unwilling to detour, Li Xingyue got out, gathered two backpacks of supplies, and started walking.

He planned to find another vehicle where the road opened up ahead.

At this moment, from the tallest residential building in the town, two pairs of eyes watched Li Xingyue on the street below through the window.