Buddhist player

Chapter 117-Light

With the appearance of the Zombie King, the rooftop terrace has now been transformed into a bizarre place beyond words.

The sky was torn apart, and sunlight fell like rain, shattering on the ground and splashing up ripples of light. The world was stripped away, and everything around it vanished from reality, turning into countless specks of light-stained dust.

This space is gradually becoming the domain of the Zombie King.

The group didn't see Dave appear. Long before the Zombie King appeared in this world, their sanity had plummeted to the critical point and they had all fallen into a coma.

Bai Chen was initially a little worried, but before he could take any action with his brows furrowed, a peculiar plant appeared out of thin air right between them.

In appearance, the plant is somewhat similar to a street lamp flower, but compared to the street lamp flower, this plant appears more elegant and luxurious, as well as more magnificent. With the appearance of this plant, a silver moon silently appeared directly above it, the silver moonlight flowing like water, illuminating the entire corridor with a clear light.

Because of the previous battle, even with ample medical supplies, Bai Chen was still somewhat mentally exhausted. However, now, bathed in the moonlight emanating from the plant, he could clearly feel his energy and spirit rapidly recovering.

—This plant is protecting them.

Upon realizing this fact, Bai Chen subconsciously looked up at the rooftop outside.

—Then, he saw Dave make his appearance.

Although the other party's current appearance is still extremely terrifying due to being parasitized by plants, and although it is now extremely difficult for the other party to even take a few steps, he can clearly sense that the strange plant that suddenly appeared next to them is definitely related to the other party.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Looking up at the zombie king in front of him, a faint trace of pain appeared in Dave's eye sockets, which were already distorted by the plants.

"Rather than living in this inhuman suffering, it's better to die sooner. We remnants of the old era should stay where we belong. I don't have much time left to be lucid, but at least—I can still take you with me."

As Dave spoke, plants quietly fell off him one by one. Unlike the magical version where Bai Chen and the others planted these plants during the game, these plants that detached from him returned to their original appearance in the game.

Sunflower, Peashooter, Wall-nut —

In their purest, most pristine form, these plants surrounded Dave, encircling him in the very center. Among them, the sunflower closest to him even tenderly rubbed its head against him.

From the moment the first plant, the sunflower, appeared, the Zombie King became unusually silent. Its four eyes stopped moving and instead focused on the plants that had appeared—or more accurately, on Dave, who was located at the very center of those plants.

"To prevent them from being contaminated, I planted them on my body, even if it's just in its most original state, it's enough."

Dave reached out and touched a few plants that had come closer, his tone returning to its initial calm.

"As you can see, this is the last bit of selfishness I've been secretly harboring. I originally thought that one day I might be able to use this power to rescue you, but I never expected that it would end up being used for this purpose—"

Dave shook his head, seemingly with a hint of self-mockery, and raised his head again. His figure had returned to normal, and he reached out his hand to the Zombie King in front of him.

"Come on, come with me, let's go home."

As Dave uttered his last words, the plants surrounding him burst into bloom.

Gentle and clear, like sunlight quietly filtering through the gaps in the clouds after the first rain of spring.

—The world seemed to have turned into light.

The light flowed from every plant, from the sunflowers, from the pea shooters, from the nut wall—they converged like streams, flowing through the air and making a sound like the rustling of wind through leaves.

As the light flowed like water, the gray roots that had been writhing restlessly on the Zombie King's body began to quiet down. They stopped twitching and just lay there quietly, as if they could finally rest.

Enveloped in light, the massive body, composed of machinery and flesh, began to become transparent. Light shone through its interior, and as the outlines of the gears gradually blurred, the roots wrapped around it silently turned into wisps of smoke.

Then, it was Dave who changed.

Although his body began to gradually recover after the plants detached from him, he was still in a bizarre, inhuman state. But now, as if he had shed his thick, heavy skin, his form was constantly changing in the light.

Finally, the silhouette of a boy gradually emerged from the light.

He was a very young boy, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a faded high school uniform with the hem rolled up slightly. His hair was a bit long, covering half of his eyebrows, and his face had the unique features of a high school boy, somewhere between youthful and mature.

Before him, the silhouette of a young girl was gradually taking shape.

The same young girl, also wearing a high school uniform, with her hair tied in a simple ponytail, a few wisps of hair framing her forehead, and a touch of baby fat on her face.

Seemingly somewhat dazed, the girl opened her eyes. After looking around blankly, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the boy in front of her. Her restless heart suddenly found peace at that moment.

Seemingly a little embarrassed by being stared at, the boy reached out and scratched his head, his movements carrying the awkwardness typical of seventeen or eighteen-year-olds facing someone they liked.

Before the boy could say anything, the girl took the initiative to reach out and hold his hand. After a moment of surprise, the boy gripped her hand tightly in return.

Even as their figures completely dissipated into the wind on the rooftop, their clasped hands never showed any sign of letting go.

—Then, all fell silent.

The sky returned to normal, and the sunlight shone down as usual. In Bai Chen's earphones, he heard Qin Feng's slightly nervous question from outside.

Instead of answering the question immediately, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked out at the rooftop.

The grayish-brown roots had disappeared, leaving only a clean cement floor and a few weeds sprouting from the cracks.

As for the plant that protected the group, it was still there, but its appearance had become much more ethereal. It would probably disappear completely before long.

And the others————

Bai Chen lowered his head and looked at his palm.

In the palm of his hand, a golden seed lay quietly.