Scum Gong Walks the Career Line in the Crematorium

TL: Moonlit

I don’t quite understand why Cheng Jizhou suddenly looked excited with his eyes shining.
Lin Hanchuan paused and said, “Be serious during the mission.”

He didn’t want any unnecessary trouble or attention.
Otherwise, it might lead to chaos, and Lin Hanchuan didn’t know if someone might target Cheng Jizhou if they found out he was the Zombie Emperor.
Even though he knew Cheng Jizhou was the Zombie Emperor, Lin Hanchuan didn’t want him to suffer any harm.

Disappointed, Cheng Jizhou rested his head back on Lin Hanchuan’s shoulder and remained silent throughout the journey, feeling extremely down.

Pfft, laughter erupted from Lu Mao.
He covered his mouth and leaned close to Wei Zheng, whispering some private jokes about their leader, “Don’t you think they look like a cat and a dog?”

One was a haughty and composed cat with an imposing aura.
Even when being clinged at, it wouldn’t show much emotion, just a faint sense of helplessness, tolerating the other’s antics.
The other was like a beautiful and clever Samoyed, but actually a bit foolish.
It had an innocent face, was clingy and obedient, and would wag its tail happily at a mere pat.

When unhappy, it would bury its face in its owner’s arms, but a few minutes of being pampered would make it wag its tail excitedly again.

Wei Zheng opened his eyes, looked around, then looked at the person beside him.
“I think you resemble a dog.”

Lu Mao: “???”

“Where do I resemble a dog?”

“Wei Zheng, you’re talking nonsense!”

“I think you resemble a dog!”

Wei Zheng’s gaze lingered on Lu Mao’s wide-open eyes and listened to a few more random barks.
He genuinely felt that Lu Mao resembled some small dog breed that would snarl at anyone it saw but was actually quite timid and would act spoiled only in front of the person who doted on it, becoming submissive when facing others.

When they arrived in Tianhu Town, Lu Mao was still sulking, ignoring Wei Zheng and following their leader.
However, after walking a few steps, he got a stern look from Wei Zheng.

Looking up, he saw the Samoyed giving him a fierce glare, as if telling him to stay away.

Lu Mao’s footsteps paused, and he reluctantly returned to Wei Zheng’s side, muttering in a somewhat aggrieved tone, “Samoyed my foot, it’s clearly a white wolf.”

He looked quite fierce.

After clearing a spacious grassland, the group dispersed, each team led by their respective appointed captains, searching for suitable camping spots.

Lin Hanchuan was the captain of his own team, with a few additional members from other units, forming a group of fifteen people.
They seemed to be the elite of the military, handling the undead with precision and efficiency comparable to the abilities of superhumans.
When it came to selecting a camping spot, they were decisive and skillful.

While everyone was busy with their tasks, Cheng Jizhou had nothing to do.
He wanted to help but hadn’t had much experience with setting up tents or anything like that, having spent most of his time in the laboratory.

In the midst of his hesitation, Cheng Jizhou suddenly sensed a malicious gaze directed toward him.
Following that hostility, he saw Rong Ziping standing at a distance.

The two exchanged glances through the crowd for a few seconds, and then Cheng Jizhou smiled.
He deliberately ran over to Lin Hanchuan in front of Rong Ziping.

As Cheng Jizhou wiped non-existent sweat from Lin Hanchuan’s forehead, he pretended to be concerned and asked, “Big Brother, are you tired? Do you want me to take over for a while? Seeing you work so hard, my heart aches for you…”

Lin Hanchuan, who wasn’t sweating at all and was quite relaxed: “…”

“You guys look really happy together,” a soldier who didn’t know them well commented with envy.

Being too far away, Rong Ziping couldn’t hear what they were saying, but he could see their intimate actions.
It made him furious, and he felt his eyes burning with anger.
If it were in their past lives, he would be the one standing there.

In their previous life, Tu Ji never let Rong Ziping do any hard or tiring work; he only allowed him to rest on the side.

Lin Hanchuan didn’t understand why Cheng Jizhou suddenly started acting strangely again.
He quickly finished his task and stood up, asking, “Are you bored?”

“No.” Cheng Jizhou looked puzzled.
“Why would you think that?”

Lin Hanchuan was also puzzled.
“Then what are you doing right now?”

From a distance, Rong Ziping watched, yearning for Lin Hanchuan to notice him.
He couldn’t believe that Lin Hanchuan would be so cold after seeing him again, even though he knew it was him.
But as soon as Cheng Jizhou made a move, he firmly blocked Lin Hanchuan’s view of him.

Rong Ziping couldn’t see Lin Hanchuan, and naturally, Lin Hanchuan couldn’t see him either.

His heart was filled with hatred and frustration.
Rong Ziping wanted to approach Cheng Jizhou and expose his true nature as a hypocritical person.
However, after taking just a couple of steps, he stopped in his tracks.

He didn’t dare to get closer.

“Young Master, I’ve set up the tent,” a man approached, trying to please him.
“If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, I can make adjustments.”

This man was the same soldier who was reprimanded by Lin Hanchuan earlier, the one whose long hair was electrocuted into a buzz cut, giving him a sinister and untrustworthy appearance, as if he had just come out of prison.

Just out of prison… Rong Ziping glanced at the man who had indeed just been released, feeling even more distressed.

The buzz-cut man followed his gaze and touched his scalp.
“Master, do you like that guy?”

“What’s the use of liking him…” Rong Ziping felt a bitter and sour expression on his face.
He was used to getting whatever he wanted, but this was the first time he had tasted the feeling of loss.

Looking at Cheng Jizhou from afar, even if he didn’t like men, Rong Ziping had to admit that this mixed-blood individual was so attractive that it made him question his sexual orientation.
In comparison, Rong Ziping felt like he was just ordinary, not worthy of consideration.

But he couldn’t say such things; he glanced at the buzz-cut man and said, “Men, they all like novelty and get tired of the old.
Although that mixed-blood guy is good-looking, he only has one face.
Over time, he’ll become tiresome… If he were to disappear early, men might be sad for a few days, but after a while, they’ll move on to someone else.”

Aware that the young master of the Rong family liked the superhuman who electrocuted him, the buzz-cut man didn’t hold a grudge.
However, if he could do away with the thunder superhuman’s loved one and make him sad for a while, that would be enough to make him happy.

As Rong Ziping listened to the first few sentences, he frowned, but as he heard the latter part, his brow unconsciously relaxed, showing some hesitation.

The buzz-cut man seized the opportunity and continued, “This useless clinging vine won’t survive long in the apocalypse.
Yet he dares to come to such a chaotic place.
With so many people going to kill the undead, it’ll be chaotic and dangerous.
Who knows what might happen?”

His words made sense.
Rong Ziping’s gaze flickered a few times as he looked into the distance.
Cheng Jizhou was still using his cunning tactics to shield Lin Hanchuan from view, not allowing even a single strand of hair to be seen by Rong Ziping.

“Let’s get closer to them when the time comes,” Rong Ziping said.

He brought the team of superhumans from the Rong family to kill the undead in this town to train and nurture their abilities.
The presence of the military ensured the safety of these superhumans while also allowing them to improve their skills.

Rong Ziping’s presence in this mission was due to the intact granary in Tianhu Town.

In the past, it was the military that obtained this batch of food, but this time, Rong Ziping found out about the location of the granary in advance and took the food before the military could discover it.

If he could also get rid of people he didn’t like along the way, then this trip would not be in vain.

“Stay behind me later, don’t get separated from me,” Lin Hanchuan instructed with concern.
“Take care of yourself, don’t get injured, and don’t get bitten, understand?”

“I understand,” Cheng Jizhou obediently nodded, and as the gaze behind him disappeared, he couldn’t help but reveal a hint of smugness.

Although Lin Hanchuan had said that he had nothing to do with Rong Ziping, Cheng Jizhou was always worried.
Now that he had obstructed Rong Ziping from meeting Lin Hanchuan, it felt like he had won some silent battle.

Cheng Jizhou appeared to be well-behaved, and Lin Hanchuan didn’t notice the hidden mischief, so he relaxed slightly.

When Lin Hanchuan used to take care of the young Cheng Jizhou, he had noticed that apart from his face, he was nothing like an angel; he was too adept at going against orders.

‘I should tie him to my side later,’ Lin Hanchuan thought.

When they officially began clearing the surrounding undead, each team gradually advanced toward the town, which had a population of tens of thousands, while there were also tens of thousands of undead.
The humans responsible for the cleanup numbered only a little over two thousand.

Fortunately, they had military-grade weapons, and the undead they faced were just ordinary ones with no special abilities, making the killing quick and efficient.

People in the teams would occasionally vomit due to the pervasive stench, which was overpowering even with their makeshift masks.
Even Lin Hanchuan, who remained composed throughout, couldn’t help but slightly furrow his brow.
Only Cheng Jizhou, whose sense of smell was dull, seemed unfazed.

“Stay close to me,” at the moment when Cheng Jizhou seemed a bit absent-minded, Lin Hanchuan pulled him back to his side.

Cheng Jizhou smiled, his eyes and eyebrows curved beautifully.

In the beginning, Lin Hanchuan could still pay attention to Cheng Jizhou’s whereabouts, but as the ammunition for the military-grade weapons was running out, and they had to personally kill the undead, Lin Hanchuan became too occupied.

When Lin Hanchuan rescued someone and turned back to look for Cheng Jizhou, he was startled to find that Cheng Jizhou had disappeared.

Looking around, he saw everyone covering themselves tightly, and there were still undead lurking around.
Lin Hanchuan instinctively grabbed someone next to him who was releasing fireballs.
“Where is Cheng Jizhou?”

“What Cheng Jizhou? Wasn’t he placed in a safe place by his brother?” Lu Mao, fully immersed in the battle, shouted without looking back.

Cursing inwardly, Lin Hanchuan had difficulty explaining Cheng Jizhou’s identity.
He had introduced him only as “the older brother of Xiao Cheng Jizhou” without mentioning his actual name.
So, when others referred to him, they just called him “Zhou Zhou’s brother.”

Where did he go? Lin Hanchuan’s brow furrowed tightly, and he killed an undead that was nearby without much thought.