Chapter 835: Do Zombies Have a Future?
Chapter 835: Chapter 835: Do Zombies Have a Future?
"Please rest assured, all survivors, the research at the base is continuing, and we will not abandon any life."
"Believe that one day, there will be no difference between humans and zombies, and zombies can peacefully become human."
"The future will still be bright."
The radio broadcasted the impassioned voice of a female anchor, which made people feel boundless hope.
No one is abandoned, even zombies have the hope of being rescued.
"It would be great if zombies could really turn into humans, then Tangtang could become a true human child."
Hu Meiling listened intently to the information from the radio, her eyes full of longing.
The fact that her son is still "alive" already makes them satisfied.
But humans are always so greedy; knowing their son is still there, they want their son to return to his former self.
A cute, lively human child who can taste various delicacies.
"The medicine pills have already been developed. Maybe one day it will be possible."
Fan Liping held two medicine pills in his hand, which were developed by the Human Survivor Alliance to resist the zombie virus.
At this time, the medicine pills could only be collected one-on-one at major safe bases.
And the pills in their hands were given by Zhang Yiming.
They vaguely guessed that Zhang Yiming had some agreement with the people of the Human Survivor Alliance, but the specifics of the agreement are still unknown.
All these signals gave them an illusion.
Humans and zombies are one and the same, with no distinction, and one day they will return to the time before the apocalypse.
"Dad and Mom, what are you holding in your hands?"
Fan Tangtang, having just finished his math problems, came running out, bouncing, and curiously looked at the chubby white pills in Fan Liping’s hand.
These pills, in his memory, he had eaten before, they’re sweet.
Oral vaccine.
"It’s candy. Would you give the candy to mom, please?"
Fan Liping replied with a smile, and then handed one pill to Hu Meiling.
Fan Tangtang nodded obediently, "Then dad, you can have one too!"
The candy being two pieces, it’s just right, one for each.
He couldn’t taste the flavor of the chocolate candy, but his parents could. He hoped his parents could taste sweetness every day.
If it were possible, he also wished grandfather could taste something sweet.
The little one did not comprehend the difference between zombies and humans, thinking it was merely a difference in food.
In his immaturity, he did not understand the concept of being together as a family, yet still experiencing life and death separations.
Fan Liping reached out his large hand to pat his son’s head. Looking at his son’s innocent face, there was a flash of reluctance in his eyes.
Tangtang is only six years old.
A heavy sigh sounded. Fan Liping brought the pill to his mouth, but quietly hid it away instead.
No matter. If they really develop a cure that can turn zombies into humans, it wouldn’t matter whether he takes this pill or not.
If they can’t develop the pill, humans and zombies will inevitably come to an end where they fight to the death.
He chooses not to take the pill.
He is an ordinary person without superpowers; protecting his family is difficult.
Becoming a zombie may even become a small card for his future.
This combat capability might be negligible, but it would be the last thing he could do.
Hu Meiling saw Fan Liping’s little move, with a faint smile on her face.
She didn’t take it either.
Her choice was the same as Fan Liping’s.
"Dad and Mom, is the candy sweet?"
Fan Tangtang blinked, with his chubby white fingers on his lips, looking a bit eager.
He also wanted to eat something sweet and experience the taste of sweets.
Unfortunately...
"Sweet, it tastes a bit like lychee fruit candy, sweet, but not overwhelmingly so."
Fan Liping nodded, describing the taste to Fan Tangtang sincerely.
Even though he hadn’t tasted it himself.
"Oh."
Fan Tangtang nodded, wanting to ask more, but the periphery of his vision and brainwave simultaneously sensed Zhang Yiming’s approach.
His back instantly became stiff, and his eyes instinctively looked toward the door.
Anxious!
Why hasn’t Sister Tu come yet?
Wasn’t she supposed to come and play for a few days?
"Hello Brother Zhang!"
Fan Tangtang turned around slowly, with an adorable smile on his face, and made a little heart gesture towards Zhang Yiming.
It doesn’t matter if it was sincere or not.
Behavior must come first.
"Hmm, go and finish all the test questions on the table."
Zhang Yiming nodded slightly, and as he spoke, Fan Tangtang frequently turned his head to the door several times.
He just wanted Sister Tu to drop from the skies and save Tangtang from the water and fire.
"Okay, Tangtang will surely score a hundred this time."
Fan Tangtang’s smile was exceedingly obedient, showing no signs of unhappiness as he skipped back to his room.
Not daring to have any dissatisfaction.
So thrilled!
"Xiao Ming, the people from the Alliance said they would continue researching the cure. Is it about to succeed?"
Fan Liping finally couldn’t help but ask Zhang Yiming about the progress of the cure that can turn zombies into humans.
He knew Zhang Yiming always wanted to become human, almost to the point of madness.
Zhang Yiming had always been conducting various researches; Fan Liping didn’t know the progress but understood that if a cure were to be born, it should be with Zhang Yiming or the Human Survivor Alliance.
After all, the Alliance even managed to develop a vaccine against the zombie virus; privately, Fan Liping felt the Human Survivor Alliance had a better chance of making it.
When Fan Liping opened his mouth, Hu Meiling also stared closely at Zhang Yiming, just wanting to see him nod.
In their deep parental affection, they genuinely wished their son to revert to his previous form.
"The Alliance has actually given up on research; the dead cannot turn into humans."
Zhang Yiming’s indifferent voice resonated, devoid of any emotion, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
But all the nearby zombies knew, their king had become agitated again.
Silence—
Hu Meiling and Fan Liping were silent for a long time.
Both believed Zhang Yiming would not lie.
The Alliance might indeed have abandoned the research; the official claim on the radio was only to appease everyone.
This way, self-aware, aspiring High Rank zombies would calm down, preventing them from going on a human-killing rampage.
Humans also would not lose hope.
Everything was just a benevolent lie.
Hu Meiling and Fan Liping felt unspeakable sorrow, yet they accepted it candidly.
Yes, their son was actually already dead, before the apocalypse erupted.
If the apocalypse hadn’t happened, they would never have seen him again.
Now, they can still talk to Tangtang, live together every day; what more could they possibly be dissatisfied with?
Having thought through these things, neither remained too saddened, quietly disposing of the pills.
When it truly comes to a major cleansing of humans and zombies, with no choices left, they would choose to become zombies, like Tangtang.
The family will be together forever.
Yet, there was still something Fan Liping worried about.
He knew Zhang Yiming too well; Zhang Yiming would never consider the future for humans. But for Bai Xiqin, he would certainly make some contribution to humanity’s future.
At that time, what would the future of zombies be like?
Would they slaughter each other in Zhang Yiming’s brainwaves, or be harvested by humans like cabbages, having their crystal cores gouged out?
"Xiao Ming, do zombies have a future?"
Fan Liping suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Yiming, his Adam’s apple moved slightly.