The Zombie I Raised Ran Away in the Middle of the Night

The apocalypse has arrived. Superpowers are everywhere, and zombies roam rampant. The power Lang Xiao awakens comes with a weapon shop.

He uses his power to make the zombies tremble in fear, and even gets awarded a fief. When he chooses the borderlands as his fief, his nemesis laughs at him for choosing certain death.

Lang Xiao imagines the future, trembling with excitement: a level-four zombie core is worth two hundred gold coins. The distant, isolated borderlands are full of mid- and high-level zombies. He won’t even have to worry about collateral damage, and can use weapons of mass destruction to his heart’s content.

Are those zombies really zombies?

No!

They’re all his precious private property!!

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Lang Xiao arrives at his territory:

On the first day, mid- and high-level zombies besiege the city, hoping to put him in his place.

By the end of the first month, mid- and high-level zombies are squeezing into every hole they can find, beaten so badly they’re afraid to show their faces.

Three days later...

"Report! The mid- and high-level zombies migrated overnight three days ago. They’ve all left the territory!"

Lang Xiao is devastated: "All those zombies I had are gone?!"

At his nemesis’s territory:

"Report! For some unknown reason, a huge number of mid- and high-level zombies have suddenly poured into our territory, and their numbers are still growing at a terrifying rate!"

His nemesis glares furiously: "Damn it! Lang Xiao and I are sworn enemies for life!!"

The few surviving Zombie Kings huddle together, supporting one another. Every day, they take turns cheering on their subordinates, who have PTSD from Lang Xiao, and offering them chicken soup and emotional counseling:

"Don’t worry, Lang Xiao can’t come here easily."

"Just hang on for another eighty years, and Lang Xiao will be gone from the world!"

"Come on, everyone. Let’s get through this apocalypse together!"

Theme: Never give up, and there will be a new beginning.