[Comprehensive master fate] On how to become a zombie king that everyone loves

Ye Lan wakes up in a room glittering with gold.

Well, don't think about it, this is the taste of the blond king.

Seeing that he was awake, the maid on the side wanted to step forward and ask him what he needed.

"No, don't come here! Get out!" Ye Lan's current energy is still in a state of almost bottoming out, too close to people will have bad results.

The maid obediently withdrew, and turned to inform their king.

"When you wake up, answer the king's doubts." Gilgamesh gracefully took his best friend to see his new toy.

Ye Lan covered her mouth and nose, and shrank to the other side of the big bed: "Don't come near me!"

"Are you some kind of filthy filth when you are my king? Such disrespect, you will die!"

After sighing for a while, the king was really moody, and Ye Lan explained: "No...you smell...it's so delicious, I'm afraid I can't help but attack you."

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows: "Want to eat this king? You are very brave, bastard."

"Huh? How do you know?" His soul is human now, and his body is zombie. He really can't be considered a purebred.

Gilgamesh: "..." This is the first time I met someone who admitted to being a hybrid.

Enkidu: "...poof."

"I'll explain to you later, can you please stay away from me?"

"This king doesn't have that patience." Gilgamesh took out a knife and a gold cup, cut his own wrist filled with red blood, "Be grateful, this is a reward from the king."

Ye Lan didn't know how the other party saw his desire to drink blood. After a little hesitation, he obediently took it and drank it, and the dried up energy recovered [-]% to [-]% in an instant.

Ye Lan stretched out her hand and attached Gilgamesh's wound: "Well, thank you very much for your reward, let me make some compensation."

Warm and holy white light overflowed, wrapping the ferocious blood dripping from the king's wrist, and it gradually shrank, healed, and disappeared in a short while, leaving no scars.

"Advanced healing magic? This king is becoming more and more interested in you."

The priests in the temple of Uruk can do the same thing, but at the cost of an expensive medium, but this person can use it easily, which made Gilgamesh want to accept him as a subject.

Now that the energy has been replenished, Ye Lan no longer procrastinates, and tells her story in one breath, without hiding anything.

After finishing speaking, Gilgamesh showed contempt and disgust on his face, and even the mild-mannered Enkidu frowned.

Ye Lan sighed inwardly.

...Is being accepted by human beings and living in peace only an unattainable luxury?

"You really hate me...I'm sorry, but at least let me repay your kindness, and then I will leave by myself." Ye Lan got out of bed lonely, thinking that at least two people would not see her annoying figure.

"Stop! When did this king let you go?"

"Huh? But..."

Enkidu stepped forward to hold Ye Lan's hand, and comforted him gently: "We hate not you, but those who ruin other people's goodwill, and you are the same, right, Jill?"

"Hmph! Struggling to survive in a difficult world is a commendable act of bravery, but if you are blinded by greed and blinded by fear, then you are just a scum and a coward...But! What you did This king also disagrees very much! What is going on with the excessive kindness, you think you are a saint!"

"...No, I also killed people to survive when I was not mad, but it was the last resort I had to take... I can't even be called a good person , let alone a saint."

Ye Lan is not completely abusive to a good person, otherwise he would have been captured without a fight when the first humans besieged him, so there would be no massacre after he went berserk.

He would feel sad and guilty for the people he killed, but he never took the initiative to kill, only when he was pushed to the extreme, he would really kill.

Enkidu patted Yelan's head tenderly: "This is enough, excessive benevolence and kindness is not a good thing."

"Okay, let's put this serious topic aside, let me take you to visit Uruk! You will definitely like it here!"

"Enkidu, you... don't you want to keep him?" Wang looked at his best friend in surprise.

His best friend looks gentle and kind, but he is not easy to get close to a person. His usual smile is just a fake face, and only when he is with him will he show his truest expression.

Enkidu rubbed Yelan's cheek affectionately, like a big coquettish cat: "Can't you? I like Yelan very much!"

Gilgamesh: "..." Dear friend, are you in human form now?

Ye Lan: "..." The ability to be close to animals should only be effective for animals, right?

"People from another world, come and fight this king! If you can get this king's approval, this king will agree with you to stay!"

This time, even Enkidu's request Gilgamesh did not easily agree, he absolutely could not tolerate lowly bastards dangling in front of his eyes every day, only the strong warriors he liked were eligible to live with them in the gods. among the towers.

"...But if I consume too much energy, I will..." Contrary to Gilgamesh, who likes to fight for power, Yelan returns to strength, but doesn't like fighting very much. Activists.

"This is the king's order, and you have no right to refuse!" How could Gilgamesh not know his concerns, "Your mad king will be in charge of controlling it, don't be verbose!"

Speaking of going berserk, Ye Lan remembered something he had forgotten for a long time: "...well, when I went berserk in the forest, there should be poisonous abilities on my nails... Wang, are your injuries all right?"

"How do you think that little toxin can withstand this king? Don't think too highly of yourself!" That poison is indeed a rare and severe poison, but he is the king who is sitting on the world's treasures, so how can he lack antidote?

"It's fine."

Gilgamesh originally wanted to compete with Ye Lan in the square in front of the tower, but Ye Lan considered that the destructive power of the two was too strong, so he exhausted all the words of praise he could think of, so he coaxed the proud king Move your body to the suburbs.

Gilgamesh releases the king's treasure to his heart's content, and various treasures cooperate to change more varied attacks; Yelan manipulates the elements of heaven and earth, fire, golden thunder, ice, and solid gold, as if the world itself is angry generally.

Although Yelan also has physical abilities, such as strength and speed, but has no martial arts training, Gilgamesh, who was bullied, put an ax against his slender neck and was defeated.

"Hahahahahahaha! Happy! I haven't played so happily for a long time!" Gilgamesh looked at Xiang Yelan no longer looking down from top to bottom, but looked squarely at the warrior he admired .

He took out the gold cup, tore open his wound as if he couldn't feel the pain, caught the bubbling red, and handed it to Yelan for the second time: "Drink! This is a tribute to the brave!"

Ye Lan also did not refuse, and healed Gilgamesh again after drinking the blood, as if this series of steps had become their tacit understanding.

Enkidu smiled and crossed the horrific battlefield. He held the hands of the two of them and overlapped together: "Once upon a time, Jill and I fought for three days and nights and ended in a tie and became close friends. Now, although you I lost because of my own limitations, but I think you have the same qualifications."

"...Is it okay, I'm actually just an ordinary person... No, an ordinary zombie."

Gilgamesh looked at the timid Ye Lan, and his best friend who smiled gently but held his hand tightly: "...Well, being once regarded as a king and this strength are enough Let you be my second best friend. Well, tell me your name."

Ye Lan: "..." Didn't he say that a long time ago?How many times had Enkidu called him too?

"What kind of eyes do you have? Isn't it a matter of course that the king doesn't remember the names of the ants?"

Yelan had no choice but to answer again.

"Ye... Lan? This broken name is hard enough to pronounce. It's decided. From now on, you will be called Ye!" The wayward Wang changed his name without authorization.

"...Okay, Wang." Seeing that Westerners do have difficulties in reading Chinese, Ye Lan didn't care about it.

"Since we are close friends, we don't need to address him respectfully, just call him the same as Enkidu." Gilgamesh is very tolerant of those who agree with him.

"So... Jill?"

"Well Well!"

Ye Lan: "...>//////<" Suddenly, I feel that Wang is like a big arrogant cat, so cute!

Of course he didn't say this, otherwise he would definitely be beaten up by the angry king.

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