Tang Ye killed the zombie in only a few strikes, and the other voice in his head faded away. Tang Ye returned to his own self.
When he recovered, Tang Ye stared blankly at the empty skull of the zombie. Maybe eating raw beef was bearable, but he couldn't believe that he had resorted to eating brains. Perhaps becoming a zombie had altered his mentality, he didn't feel anything subconscious about it, but he still had human thinking, a normal person's way of thinking!
He looked anxiously around, unable to accept the fact that he had eaten brains. He sat beside the fallen zombie as if he was going through some deep introspection.
Well... it's better than eating humans...
Tang Ye thought it's better this way, eating zombies is a lesser evil than being those mindless monsters who ate humans. He could do something for mankind, he swore that he would never cross the moral line and eat humans. However, he lacked confidence in his ability to live up to this vow. He realized that each time he saw people, he would spontaneously consider eating them. This was a zombie's instinct, and it scared him as it made him do things he would never have imagined in the past.
He had just eaten raw beef, and now a brain, albeit a zombie's, He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't eat humans in the future.
Forget it! No more thinking! Just go with the flow, all that thinking's giving me a headache!
Tang Ye stood up from the ground, looking at a busted off-road vehicle nearby, wondering what had occurred. There hadn't been a vehicle here when he first arrived. It must have been driven here by the person he just encountered. The vehicle's door had been torn open by frenzied zombies. Inside laid four corpses, bloody and torn apart.
Tang Ye spotted a crowbar attached to the front door of the car. He walked over, removed it and prepared to knock out a few more zombies to eat. Ever since becoming a zombie, he didn't feel any aversion towards this, his mind just couldn't accept it. Since he was a zombie he planned to do a good job of it, just not too extreme, he needed to have a baseline.
He held the crowbar in one hand and eyed a particularly powerful zombie in the distance, slowly approaching it.
Croak!
Tang Ye, brandishing the crowbar, gave a forceful blow to the zombie's head. It collapsed to the ground just as a robot would if its power supply were cut off.
Tang Ye felt somewhat thrilled. The taste was addictive. As he disdainfully watched the aimlessly wandering zombies, he mentally berated them for only pursuing living creatures and not recognizing this delicacy. Interestingly, zombies would only chase living organisms, not just humans, but also cats and dogs. But if it's stored meat or their zombified kind, they would ignore it and not show any interest in hunting.
The other zombies seemed indifferent to Tang Ye's actions. One zombie happened to pass by Tang Ye. He lifted the crowbar and bashed its head open. He could feel the warmth of sustenance slowly accumulating in his abdomen. There seemed to be a boundary within his abdomen, which if surpassed would allow him to evolve into a stronger zombie.
Tang ye wasn't sure if this was an illusion, but he decided to give it a shot.
I'm sorry, my fellows!
He held the crowbar like a predator eyeing countless zombies on the street.
The sunset gave way to darkness as it slowly consumed the city. Autumn leaves fell from trees. Tang Ye felt that this was the safest day since the apocalypse. There was no fear of being eaten by zombies or going hungry.
Look! My food is all over the street!
It had been three hours since Tang Ye ate his first zombie brain. His stomach was slightly bloated due to overeating. Each flow of warmth that passed through him, he referred to as energy. It had already accumulated halfway. However, he realized the energy was dissipating every second, spreading to every part of his body.
He noticed changes in his body. His flesh was no longer decaying like other zombies', but was growing taller and stronger. He was about 1.7 meters before becoming a zombie, and neither thin or fat. However, he just realized that he was nearly 1.8 meters tall now, and his body had become gradually robust. Moreover, the deep slash that Old Liu had inflicted had started regenerating with dark purple flash. He stared in amazement.
He guessed that the survival of zombies was related to this energy. He had seen zombies with intact skin and flesh; they must have eaten their fill. On the other hand, those who consumed less started to shed their flesh owing to a lack of energy.
Tang Ye didn't know what would happen if he went a long time without eating. Would he die? But he knew one thing: it would be unbearably uncomfortable.
He looked up at the completely dark sky, deciding to rest in a bed and enjoy the first comfortable sleep since the end of the world. Zombies can't sleep, they can only hibernate, waking up instantly at the slightest noise. Hibernating reduces the consumption of energy, which is why many zombies prefer lying on the ground, similar to the principles of ordinary humans sleeping to reduce calorie consumption.
Tang Ye entered a residential building, came into a household, killed the two zombies inside with the crowbar, ate their brains and then dragged their bodies outside the house. He entered a bedroom arbitrarily and began to hibernate on the bed. Tang Ye didn't know when he would wake up. After all, he wasn't in a hurry. Having become a zombie himself, what were the odds of another zombie suddenly appearing and eating him up?
Perhaps in this world, he was the only zombie eating other zombies. Of course, he didn't know if there were others like him in some corner of the world, beings with human consciousness trapped in zombie bodies...