You are a human being!

Fate is a strange thing. It always arrives when you least expect it.

The red-haired man’s hairstyle was still as meticulous as ever. He seemed to care a great deal about his image. Even though he wasn’t wearing a shirt—Ren Anhua had personally burned it off for him this morning—which was precisely why he was in this suit shop.

What should she do? Was she going to die here? Ren Anhua felt extremely nervous.

Upon seeing Ren Anhua, the red-haired man grinned gently, but in Ren Anhua’s eyes, this smile looked somewhat savage.

“It’s you again, my dear lovely lady. We truly are fated to meet.”

Ren Anhua had never seen a zombie with such intelligence and temperament before. She couldn’t even begin to determine this creature’s level. The battle from this morning was still vivid in her mind. To be able to take on both Lu Shanshui and Ashe Wen at the same time and even gain the upper hand—Ren Anhua knew she didn’t have that kind of skill. In the end, they had to resort to a trick, smashing this red-haired man into the Zombie Broodmother to escape, and based on the Broodmother’s reaction at the time, it was highly likely that this red-haired man could have broken out with brute force.

And now he was standing here, which already said a lot. He had succeeded.

Bullshit! So you could actually escape after being swallowed by that thing!

Ren Anhua found it hard to imagine. She knew that the person standing before her was not just a zombie, but an absolute monster.

What was worse was that she had just lost her prized high-temperature ability today.

“Why do you look so nervous? Oh, right…” The red-haired man’s expression gradually changed from gentle to savage. “You’re denying my human identity!”

In that instant, the gun fired.

Although Ren Anhua knew that a handgun would definitely not be able to cause any substantial damage to this guy, she couldn’t help but pull the trigger.

The result was quite obvious. Never mind being unable to cause substantial damage, the red-haired man, who was charging straight at her, didn’t even flinch after taking a bullet. God knows what kind of monster this was. The powerful kinetic energy of the firearm seemed to have disappeared completely, which was entirely unscientific. Ren Anhua even doubted whether she had hit him at all.

But Ren Anhua knew she had indeed hit him, because although the bullet had not caused any damage, it had brought an extremely important piece of information—healing feedback!

And zombies could not be healed.

“So you really are human!” Perhaps out of surprise, or perhaps a strong desire to live, Ren Anhua said such a thing.

A powerful gust of wind from a punch blew across her face. The five clenched fingers, compressing and exploding the air, told Ren Anhua the force of this straight punch, and then it stopped right in front of her eyes. Apparently, the red-haired man had not expected this situation either. He had never received a positive answer from anyone else about his human identity, to the point that he was stunned for a moment.

“Of course I’m human, but if you’re only saying that to survive,” the red-haired man changed his fist to a grasp, strangling Ren Anhua by the neck and lifting her up, the savage look in his eyes not fading in the slightest. “That’s just a form of deception!”

The red-haired man had a strong, unique stench of a zombie, which made Ren Anhua feel a little nauseous.

Ren Anhua didn’t choose to answer, but instead fired another shot at the arm that was strangling her to confirm her thoughts. It had to be said that the red-haired man’s body was indeed like a monster. Even though she had fired a shot at his arm at point-blank range, Ren Anhua didn’t feel the slightest tremor in the arm that was strangling her.

The bullet tore through the red-haired man’s skin and entered his muscles, but it couldn’t penetrate his body. A white light representing healing lit up at the wound, and the bullet was slowly pushed out. The skin healed completely in the blink of an eye.

That’s right, there was a real healing effect.

The red-haired man was a little strange about Ren Anhua’s behavior. He knew he had a powerful recovery ability. In fact, most high-level zombies had this recovery ability, and his was just a lot more exaggerated than theirs. But the healing just now was not just his self-healing ability at work, but another gentle force that was healing his injuries. If he wasn’t mistaken, the source of that force was the girl he was strangling in his hand.

But wasn’t this guy using fire when they met this afternoon? When did she learn to heal?

“This healing… cannot heal zombies, only humans,” Ren Anhua’s neck was being strangled, and it was difficult for her to speak.

Hearing this, the red-haired man was stunned. The savage look on his face quickly faded, replaced by an expression of disbelief and a rising hope.

“So… you’re saying… I’m really human?” The red-haired man’s tone was full of strong doubt and uncertainty, completely different from his previous insistent emphasis.

The red-haired man’s reaction also made Ren Anhua stunned. Could it be… that this guy actually didn’t believe he was human from the bottom of his heart?

Then what was with the posture of killing anyone who said he wasn’t human!?

The red-haired man ran out of the store with Ren Anhua. An innocent passing zombie was brutally attacked, and its arm was torn off by the red-haired man.

“Heal it, with that ability of yours,” the red-haired man’s eyes had a hint of expectation.

That’s right, he was confirming whether Ren Anhua’s ability matched that description, which was—he was also confirming whether he was human himself.

Ren Anhua had been put down, but she was certainly not stupid enough to turn and run. As for the red-haired man’s request, she had no choice but to comply.

Ren Anhua felt that she was doing something particularly stupid, trying to heal a zombie. What would a zombie turn into after being healed? An uninjured zombie? Or… a human?

Zombies were never uninjured. At least their brains were incomplete, otherwise they wouldn’t be as stupid as animals. And this red-haired man was a special case. His thoughts were so clear that he didn’t seem like a zombie, but his super-high ability reaction at the time and the phenomenon of him being in close contact with zombies without being attacked had forced the team to treat him as an enemy, and thus “confirmed” his identity as an “unknown high-level zombie.”

But now it seemed that it might have been a ridiculous misunderstanding. This red-haired man might really be human.

A white light representing healing constantly lit up at the zombie’s severed limb, but it had no effect on the injury. To make sure it wasn’t because the injury was too severe to be healed, Ren Anhua applied her ability to various injuries on the zombie at the red-haired man’s request. But whether it was a small wound, rotten skin, or a damaged organ, the white light that could heal almost everything had no effect on the zombie’s injuries.

“So… I’m really human?” The red-haired man looked at his hands in disbelief, his expression as if his worldview had just been shattered.

“But why! Why won’t they attack me! If I’m human, why can I walk among them freely!” The red-haired man seemed to have fallen into some kind of inexplicable logic, and seemed a little crazy.

He casually picked up another zombie, but that zombie still did not show any intention of attacking him, but instead roared fiercely at Ren Anhua, who was standing further away. This made the red-haired man very angry, and he smashed the zombie on the ground in a fit of rage, shattering it into pieces.

“You tell me why!” He almost roared as he asked Ren Anhua this biggest question.

The strong zombie smell from the red-haired man once again hit her in the face, making Ren Anhua feel nauseous again, and she couldn’t help but take two steps back.

She probably guessed why the zombies didn’t attack this red-haired man.

“You should probably take a bath, then they’ll be willing to bite you,” Ren Anhua said, pinching her nose. “Zombies identify targets by smell and sound, but the final identification still relies on smell. After all, strange noises can be made by things other than humans, but the human smell is unique to humans. Your body is full of the smell of zombies, as if you’ve taken a bath in their internal organs.”

Ren Anhua was not a germaphobe, but the smell on this red-haired man was no longer something that could be dismissed as germaphobia. His smell was even more zombie-like than a zombie. It was probably impossible for any zombie to smell the human scent on him. On closer inspection, the red-haired man’s hair color was probably not originally dark red, but a scarlet color formed by the coagulation of blood on his hair, giving the illusion of red hair.

To sum it up, this man had been living in a pile of zombies for an unknown period of time, which had caused the human scent on his body to be completely covered by the zombie scent, to the point that zombies couldn’t tell he was human, so they wouldn’t attack him at all. This had also led this red-haired man to believe that he was not human, but he was also abnormally obsessed with his human identity, to the point that he would kill anyone who questioned his identity.

He himself had a powerful recovery ability, and was completely unable to expose a wound to attract zombies. And his power also destined that high-level mutants who might be able to identify his true identity were no match for him at all. After all, an ability user of his level had to actively supplement his crystal cores. Who knows who would be chasing who if he encountered those high-level mutants.

The red-haired man seemed to have figured out this problem as well. His expression seemed to want to laugh, but he didn’t know who he was laughing at. His heart actually believed that he was a zombie, more so than anyone he had met.

On the day of the apocalypse outbreak, he was attacked by zombies. The high fever that followed soon made him completely unconscious. After waking up, he found that he was already surrounded by zombies, but those zombies were not interested in him at all. He had no idea how long it had been since the apocalypse had begun, but there wasn’t a single human in sight. His clothes were tattered, but there wasn’t a single scratch on his body.

He was very scared and very angry. He even went to actively kill those zombies. However, those zombies still had no reaction to him. The Zombie Broodmother that roamed the city made it impossible for him to get any human food, so he ate the rotten flesh and crystal cores of zombies, and then he found that he could still survive even so. This further prompted him to believe that he was a zombie, but it also made him more obsessed with his human identity.

He found a set of clothes that he often wore “before his death,” and combed his hair meticulously, showing the characteristics of his “humanity” everywhere. He had nothing but anger for the zombies that completely ignored him, angry that these zombies actually treated him as one of their own. He madly slaughtered zombies, but the more he killed, the heavier the zombie scent on him became, and the less the zombies reacted to him.

He had encountered survivors, but those survivors were often scared back by his scarlet clothes. Seeing that zombies didn’t attack him, they lost their minds and treated him as a zombie. So he gradually lost his mind as well. He began to kill humans. The fresh blood and flesh of humans smelled much more delicious than the rotten flesh of zombies, like a rare delicacy.

He became more and more convinced that he was a zombie, and more and more obsessed with the fact that he was a human.

Until today, someone had told him this ridiculous fact.

Ren Anhua looked at the red-haired man in front of her who was laughing like a madman, not knowing what expression to make. Was she happy to have escaped death? No, Ren Anhua felt that she had met a psychopath. But this psychopath was a psychopath who could single-handedly take on the entire RV team, and she didn’t dare to treat him casually.

The red-haired man laughed and left the suit shop, not knowing where he was going. Ren Anhua finally breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, this red-haired man posed too great a threat to her, and she had no stable means of attack now. This situation was really too unsettling.

After the red-haired man left, Ren Anhua finally went in and found an expensive suit to wipe the zombie brains off her face. This thing had been disgusting her for a long time, but she didn’t dare to act rashly in front of that red-haired man.

For the current Ren Anhua, it was better to be with zombies than with humans. At least zombies were indeed not affected by the healing effect. Using an energy-flow-enhanced body, she could still kill what needed to be killed. But humans were different. Ren Anhua was completely unfamiliar with her new ability now, and the strong healing overflow caused any attack to have a healing effect.
Especially after reaching Level Four, the abnormally large energy flow, its overflow and contamination were simply out of control. Ren Anhua remembered that Ke Xiaoshan had said that gunshot healing was only effective if she actively added a healing effect, but Ren Anhua had no intention of adding a healing effect just now, yet the bullet still hit the red-haired man with healing.

Although this had also saved Ren Anhua’s life in a way, it had also made Ren Anhua confirm a fact, that she probably couldn’t even kill an ordinary person now, but she hadn’t had a chance to verify this idea yet.

What she didn’t expect was that the opportunity to verify this idea came unexpectedly quickly.

Cui Jian appeared in front of her with Wobu Zai.

“What’s with this damn place? It’s so lively in the middle of the night,” Ren Anhua thought, holding the watermelon knife and standing at the entrance of the suit shop.