Chapter 585

"You go to the passenger seat!"

As they prepared to head back, Zhang Su saw Zheng Ziwen pull the driver's side door open, ready to drive. While his proactive attitude was decent, his hands were still trembling from the tension and excitement of just moments ago, making him seem a bit too unreliable.

There was clearly something going on at the laboratory, and he didn't want any accidents on the way back.

He drove himself, and after a few presses on the gas pedal, they quickly returned to Tianma Island.

Wang Longzhong and Wang Xin, the uncle and nephew pair guarding the main gate, received the message over the walkie-talkie. Learning that the King of Hell was returning to camp, they opened the iron gate in advance.

The crowd from Niuyazi watched the Land Cruiser FJ with curiosity. It had only just leisurely headed down the mountain a short while ago, and now, the roar of its engine echoed from the foot of the mountain all the way up as it charged into the camp in a flurry.

When passing the parking lot, the car showed no signs of stopping, charging directly toward the homestay area on the mountain.

In the passenger seat, Zheng Ziwen looked nervous, his hands gripping the handle above the window tightly. Although the journey back was only a few kilometers, he felt as if he had been on a thrilling roller coaster, especially when they were going up the mountain just now; he had thought the car was going to flip into the ditch.

"Brother Zhang is in such a rush... did something happen?"

Jia Shiqin, who was guarding the box truck, was full of doubt.

It wasn't just the people near the parking lot who heard the commotion; even Zhang Ya and Mo Qianlan, who were busy picking vegetables, were startled and specifically crawled out of the vegetable shed, as such sounds were rare on Tianma Island.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

With a stomp on the brake, the Land Cruiser FJ stopped in the exclusive parking lot of Cuileng Pavilion.

Zhang Su jumped out of the car, walked to the trunk, and said to the pale-faced Zheng Ziwen beside him, "In a moment, you drive the car down and hand it over to the middle-aged man guarding the box truck. His surname is Jia. You don't need to worry about anything after that. Go back and help your uncle tidy up the room. Oh, and don't forget to tell your uncle that your performance today was a failing grade."

"Why?"

Zheng Ziwen was stunned, looking at Zhang Su with puffed-up cheeks. He felt his performance had been fine; in the midst of the panic, he had even killed a zombie that had become stronger. How powerful was that!

Awoo, awoo.

"Why?"

Zhang Su opened the tailgate cover. The three zombies were making low whimpering sounds through the burlap sacks. He picked up the zombie that was missing its limbs and said, "Your only achievement was restraining one zombie. You messed up everything else. And you're asking me why?"

"I... I, these were all tied up by me!"

Zheng Ziwen's face turned red with frustration. He pointed at the zombies in the truck bed and argued his case; the evaluation of a failing grade was just too ugly to accept.

"Just this?"

Zhang Su picked up the zombie like a hairy crab and laughed strangely, "Any old lady in the village below could tie them up. You don't think you deserve an award for just this, do you?"

"I..."

Watching Zhang Su shake his head while walking into Cuileng Pavilion, Zheng Ziwen curled his lips in dissatisfaction and muttered, "I drove the car, too!"

He only remembered driving, but forgot the commotion he caused when parking. That was only because they were in the countryside; if it had been in the current Qincheng city center, they would have been swamped by zombies on the spot!

Muttering to himself, Zheng Ziwen drove the car, backed it up to the parking lot, and handed it over to Jia Shiqin according to Zhang Su's request.

Seeing the two armless zombies in the truck bed, Jia Shiqin beamed with joy, "Little brother, you guys are really thoughtful, specifically chopping off their arms. This makes it much safer. Leave the rest to me."

"No, it wasn't me. Brother Su chopped them. I didn't help and almost caused trouble."

Zheng Ziwen didn't take credit, explained himself, looked around with a slightly low mood, and after identifying the direction, walked toward his residence.

"Hey, handsome! The handsome guy in the gray sweatpants!" Not long after walking away, Zheng Ziwen heard someone calling. He looked down at his pants, turned toward the source of the sound, and pointed at his own nose, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, yes. Handsome, come over, let's chat." Wang Zhetao shook his head enthusiastically. His hands were tied, so he couldn't wave, and could only use this method to invite the other party.

Beside him, Hu Yongan looked at Wang Zhetao in surprise, not understanding what he was up to again. In any case, this young man was always pulling some strange stunts.

Wang Guangjun seemed unfazed by his son's behavior and turned his body expressionlessly.

Zheng Ziwen saw the twenty-plus ragged refugees at the base of the wall. He knew the general situation of these people and figured he wasn't familiar with them, nor did he know why they were calling him. But seeing that the other party was about his age and full of enthusiasm, he walked over.

Wang Zhetao stepped forward two paces, his face full of smiles, "Handsome, my name is Wang Zhetao. 'Zhe' as in double 'Ji', 'Tao' as in water and longevity. And you?"

"My surname is Zheng, Zheng Ziwen. Is there something you need?"

Zheng Ziwen asked directly.

"So it's Brother Ziwen. It's like this: I saw you driving out with the King of Hell earlier. Brother Ziwen must be highly valued. We are all honest survivors. Brother Ziwen, could you put in a good word with the King of Hell and have us untied as soon as possible?"

Wang Zhetao wore a friendly smile. In terms of age, he was definitely older than Zheng Ziwen, but calling him "Brother Ziwen" came quite naturally.

Zheng Ziwen scratched his head in embarrassment. Before the apocalypse, he was a background character everywhere he went, and after the apocalypse, he had no presence following his uncle. He didn't expect that just by going out with the King of Hell today, someone would immediately come to cozy up and climb the social ladder, even calling him "Brother Ziwen." This felt too good.

"Actually... I, hehe, sorry, I might disappoint you. I'm not highly valued. It's just that my uncle begged Brother Su to take me out to do some work, and I didn't do it well and even got scolded. I really can't help you guys."

Zheng Ziwen stubbornly told the truth.

Wang Zhetao, however, showed no disdain because of the other party's words, and said with envy, "It's really not easy to be able to go out and do things with the King of Hell. Look, how would ordinary people have such an opportunity? Brother Ziwen is still the capable one. This trip must have been tiring, so I won't disturb your rest, Brother."

Zheng Ziwen had thought the other party would pester him, and was wondering how to refuse, but he never expected the other party to be so tactful, which actually made him feel a bit embarrassed.

"Then, okay, I'll be going first."

After saying that, Zheng Zi waved his hand and continued walking toward the Wangshan homestay.

Wang Zhetao returned to the wall and squatted back in his original spot, looking at his father with slight annoyance in his eyes. Someone else's uncle lowered his face to personally ask the King of Hell to take care of the younger generation, so why was his own father so incredibly dull?

Since his father didn't know how to strive for things, he would have to rely on himself!

"Brother Zhang, you... this, this is too awesome."

Duan Wuhu knew Zhang Su was back as soon as he heard the roar of the car. He had been waiting in the second-floor corridor early on, and seeing Zhang Su walk up, he went to meet him, catching sight of the "hairy crab" zombie in his hand at first glance.

Pfft.

Zhang Su threw the zombie into a corner, patted the dust off his gloves, took them off, and walked toward the room where Liu Tianji and the others were recuperating, asking as he went, "What exactly happened?"

"The world is truly wondrous. You'll know when you see it."

Duan Wuhu was still unwilling to reveal it in advance, quickly leading Zhang Su to the door and helping him push it open.

Zhang Su looked inside. Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu were sitting on the bed with joy all over their faces. Xie Yanshan was standing by the desk with his brows tightly furrowed, and Fu Weijun was still sitting in his wheelchair, facing Liu Tianji and the other, his expression unreadable.

"Brother Su!"

Seeing Zhang Su arrive, Liu Tianji's face bloomed with excitement. He then waved his hands and said excitedly, "Look, what is this?"

What is this? This is a hand, damn it...

(End of chapter)