Corpse Brother: From Calabash Brothers to Corpse Emperor

In the dead of night, the room was deathly silent, with only the occasional sound of wind and soft breathing.

Bai Xiaofei got out of bed and tiptoed to the door.

He frowned and glanced at Xiaolu, making sure she was fast asleep, then opened the door and headed towards the bathroom.

On his way back, he caught a glimpse of a blurry figure.

It was a person wearing a black cloak, walking very cautiously, as if afraid of being discovered.

"What's this guy up to in the middle of the night?"

Bai Xiaofei frowned, a sense of vigilance rising in his heart.

He quietly followed, keeping a certain distance under the cover of moonlight and shadow.

The cloaked figure walked towards the basement and finally stopped in front of an iron door.

He took a bunch of keys out of his pocket and gently opened the door.

Bai Xiaofei hid in a corner, holding his breath. After the cloaked figure went inside, he quietly followed.

Pushing open the door, I was met with another heavy iron door.

A faint light shone through the crack in the door, and low sobs and whispers could be heard.

He slowly approached, pushed open the door, and the sight before him made him gasp.

A huge image of Jesus hangs in the center of the room, and below the image, a four-armed corpse is bound.

The corpse looked like it had just taken shape; its four thin, bony arms hung limply at its sides, and it reeked of decay.

Its mouth opened and closed, making a hoarse sound:

"Mommy, I'm hungry...Mommy..."

The woman kneeling before the portrait is the one wearing the cloak.

Tears streamed down her face as she repeatedly murmured a prayer:

"Lord, please forgive my sins, please grant my daughter a second life... I just want to save my child..."

The woman picked up a bucket filled with bloodied human flesh, her hand trembling slightly, and fed it to the mouth of the four-armed zombie.

The zombie opened its mouth and wolfed down a piece of flesh, the sound of it swallowing particularly jarring in the silent basement.

The woman watched this scene, tears streaming down her face, as if mixed with pain and despair.

Bai Xiaofei's gaze sharpened:

"So they lured the survivors here just to feed their daughter..."

A chill ran down his spine, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Although we've long been accustomed to the existence of zombies, seeing this couple doing so for their so-called "faith" and "redemption" is still quite surprising.

Even though he was willing to feed innocent people to the zombies, Bai Xiaofei still felt a churning in his stomach.

"Madmen! A pair of complete madmen!"

As night deepened, a brief silence returned to the surroundings.

Luo Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Armored Warrior had disappeared into the night, and quickly stepped out from the shadows.

His gaze fell upon the mangled remains of the giant infant zombie, cut into several pieces, and Luo Heng couldn't help but sigh:

"As expected of my childhood idol, his strength is truly amazing. He's already cut me to this extent; he really didn't hold back at all."

Luo Heng approached the wreckage, examined it for a while, then looked down at his thin arms and muttered to himself:

"Looks like I need to find a way to upgrade my equipment. Relying on flying and electric balls alone won't work. I need to evolve into a super-powerful Calabash Brother!"

With that in mind, Luo Heng no longer hesitated and began to devour the remains of the giant infant corpse brother.

Despite feeling some resistance to the strange smell of the giant baby zombie, it's better to be strong than to be picky about food.

Luo Heng took a big bite, trying to ignore the strange texture and subtle taste.

As the process of devouring continued, Luo Heng's body began to change.

The muscles became firmer, and the feathers on the neck became sharper and shinier, with a faint metallic sheen.

"Um……"

Luo Heng looked at his hands, clenched his fists, and nodded in satisfaction.

"My strength has increased a lot, and I feel much stronger."

It seems that if we encounter a tough opponent again in the future, we won't be as helpless as we were today.

Luo Heng was about to leave when he heard a fierce fight coming from inside the building, the intermittent sounds coming through the broken windows.

He squinted, looked in the direction of the sound, and immediately understood:

"It seems that Bai Xiaofei has discovered the couple's conspiracy and started fighting with the Armor Warriors."

The sounds of fighting grew increasingly intense. Suddenly, a piercing cry rang out, the voice hoarse and filled with pain:

"Dad, please stop hitting me!"

"I know you don't like me!"

Luo Heng paused, his brows furrowing slightly. That voice... was that four-armed zombie?

A sharp roar and echoing sound came from inside the building again:

"You've always wanted a younger brother to inherit the fireworks..."

"But it seems your wish... has been dashed!"

Luo Heng stood there, listening to the noise coming from the building, and fell silent.

The four-armed zombie's voice carried a complex mix of emotions, including anger and deep pain.

"Even the zombie brother can sense his parents' neglect and favoritism..."

Luo Heng muttered to himself, his heart filled with complex emotions.

He couldn't help but think that the couple would go to such extremes to feed their daughter.

Is it a steadfast commitment to faith, or simply selfishness?

But how should we define the 'misfortune' of this zombie brother's daughter?

He sighed softly and shook his head.

"There's always a reason why someone is pitiful... However, it seems this show is coming to an end soon, and that couple will probably not escape death either."

Luo Heng took a deep breath, forcing himself to detach himself from these complex emotions.

Turning around and spreading its wings, its gaze refocused on Bai Xiaofei's location.

"Forget it, I'd better go find Bai Xiaofei. This kind of family drama is not something I can get involved in."