Your Highness, zombies are coming

The tone was very kind, as if he was still the literature teacher who often told bad jokes, but coupled with that terribly stiff smile, it could only have the opposite effect.Calia looked out of the door without any trace. The strange couple should not have gone far. She said as loudly as possible: "You don't look very well, do you need Colin to call the doctor?"

"No need, I'm much better." He said softly, then stood up, his movements were not as slow as Kalia guessed, and he was as flexible as if he still had a heartbeat, even though he looked nothing like a zombie different.

Kalia resisted the urge to run away immediately. She knew that this person was infected. Although she could still talk like a human being now, she was definitely not far from crazy—the girl looked at her dull cousin again, and then There was a sense of crisis of an uncertain future.

"You're infected, Mr. Liard." The little boy who didn't know what to do said it, and Kalia wanted to tie his tongue into a knot and stuff it into her stomach.

Lild tilted his head, and it took him a while to straighten it. He used to be a good-looking young man, but now there are fine blue blood vessels on his face. As for his eyebrows and hair, all the color has faded , Turning into a gray and pale look, he finally put his eyes on the two children, and then said: "Yes, I have changed."

Halfway through, he showed a terrible smile: "I thought about a lot of things, about why I can still think, talk, and recite poetry collections... This is the chance God gave me, children, the world is no longer human, Outside the base, tens of millions of undead have occupied a large area of ​​land, no one can destroy them, the earth already belongs to all the dead. Of course, it also belongs to me."

"When you become a zombie, everything you are afraid of will no longer exist, death, food, place of residence, friends—" He stopped talking, looked at the door with those dead eyes, and laughed twice: "Oh, the guardian is here, I'm sorry I wasn't notified beforehand."

In the next second, Lild grabbed the boy standing beside him, and looked at the two men who entered the room vigilantly: "Stay away from me, gentlemen, I don't want to hurt Colin."

The young man with long blond hair nodded cooperatively, and then dragged the girl to a safer place, where the latter stared at the "kidnapper", as if wanting to rush forward to fight.

"What do you want?" Issa asked.

"Protect me from the dormitory area. It's not safe for a zombie here." Said the dead young man. He took a few steps forward and watched with satisfaction as the two parents made way for a passage.

Finally, he stroked the boy's neck twice with his fingers. The originally flat nails were completely changed. The cuticles there had thickened and turned red like dirty blood. The tip was as sharp as a knife, "Don't force me If I do something irreparable, I want Colin to be a little follower, and it's only a matter of a few seconds."

"I suggest you pick a hoodie, you look like a target right now." Issa nodded, but he ignored the reaction of the person grinning, and walked directly out the door.Sending a zombie out of human habitation, as they'd promised - must have been the strangest commission he'd ever received in his life.

He looked at the other party carefully. The zombie quickly found a crumpled piece of clothing and wrapped it around his neck. The whole movement was as smooth as a human being. any chance of rescue.

According to Roman, it means that the monster suddenly has AI, and it needs a certain strategy to deal with it—but right now, the man doesn't want to discuss anything with an alien, he has seen through that bastard, and only needs an opportunity, The other party can easily erase the previous mistakes - such as disregarding Issa's objection in the early morning and tossing him on the bed many times.

Issa touched his pocket, the gun was lying in it cold, he needed a chance to shoot the thinking zombie, but it had to be a one-hit kill, he looked at the young man beside him, who was lowering his body to comfort Calia, The tone is soft and the behavior is loose, and it is completely impossible to see the fact that he is a humanoid weapon that is good at violence.

The kidnapper and Colin walked in the front. The zombie was obviously quite familiar with the terrain. It only took a while for them to get away from most of the crowd.

The entire base is roughly divided into three areas. The market at the center is where most people exchange some daily necessities. The second floor is the dormitory, and the outermost is the shared warehouse, which the moving team brings back from outside. All the food and daily necessities will be stored in it-it is often the place where the security team stays, and no one wants the hard-earned things to disappear.

Issa looked around, that Mr. Zombie seemed to have taken a shortcut very close to the warehouse, which is not very good, as long as any curious security team came over, the living dead man would reveal his secrets, God knows what he would do What emergency response.

"There's no one here anymore, you can go wherever you want," said Issa, his gun ready and loaded.

"How can you guarantee that you won't sneak up on me from behind?" The zombie replied, he covered his face tightly, and even his voice was a little muffled. "Don't worry, I will take Colin forward until I feel safe, and then return him to you all intact."

"Look, we're not much better than you, not to mention you've turned into a zombie." Roman said, as long as he stood there, with his beautiful blond hair loose, and a friendly smile, he would be fine. It is indeed a very deceptive shell. "I'm just an acting college student who hasn't graduated. My brother hasn't worked for many years. How could he catch you?"

That tone sounded terribly casual, as if some alien who could slaughter hundreds of zombies was really a literary youth who was not working hard——Issa thought it would be a pity that the bastard didn't act, as long as he picked two Soap opera performances, you can rely on cheating and abduction to eat.

The Mr. Zombie stood there hesitantly. For a moment, he seemed to really intend to give up Colin. It was a pity that another group of people came over so untimely.

The scene was deadlocked again, and it couldn't have been worse.

"Why are you staying here?" the leader asked, followed by four or five male members, most likely the security team patrolling nearby.

Before Isa had time to answer, the other party had already become suspicious—after all, the unknown person who stood the farthest, with his head wrapped in a sealed seal, was so conspicuous, it was like writing his intentions on his clothes.

"Hey, take the scarf off quickly, don't look like an Arab woman." The group all laughed, with obvious sarcasm.

Issa watched the idiot leading the way, and it was predictable that as long as the leader who had no brains provoked the kidnapper, the kidnapper would resist politely and press the virus-filled paw on Colin by the way. body.

There is an old saying in the underground world, as long as you step into this path, don’t worry about the corpses on the road—those newcomers who just entered the industry always make the same mistake, they always don’t understand the relationship between tasks and companions .Issa still remembered his distant relative, who always smoked cigarettes, and then said slowly: "If something happens to me, boy, you only have to worry about yourself... Of course it would be best if you can complete the task , if you can’t, just run, don’t think too much.”

Thinking about it later, Issa always felt that he had chosen the wrong job. He was not the one who could abide by the rules. He couldn’t watch his companions die aside while he remained unmoved and continued to wait for his prey—he liked the exact opposite. Compared with seeing a cold corpse and then obsessing about it, going to church afterwards to comfort yourself humbly and falsely, this choice is not too bad, isn't it?

So he chose the most stupid way again, reached out to intercept the idiot of the security team, and gave the other party a solid hand blade, that Mr. Zombie was quite clever, he immediately let go of Colin, and moved towards another Run around the corner.

"Get out of here quickly." Issa shouted at Kalia, he didn't have extra time to observe the escape route of the two children, two members of the security team had already walked towards him—as for the remaining two One, I hope they can leave Roman alive.

Isa hasn't thought about using a gun here yet, that Rolock doesn't have a silencer, so it's hard to guarantee that other people won't come running over.One of the men rushed forward and took out the stun gun. According to the usual habits, he would grab the opponent's wrist, then press his knee against the opponent's abdomen, and repeated several times, making people no longer have the strength to get up.

But he really doesn't have the energy to do that today, because of some "excessive exercise", Issa's waist is sore and swollen, and he may not be able to lift his feet before he will be defeated by his lack of physical strength.

The black-haired man stood where he was, and raised his hands obediently. One of them came over with handcuffs. He was about to walk behind Issa when the troublemaker who should have been arrested twisted his wrist. The two of them He changed his position in the next moment—Issa quickly let go of his hand, watching the guy he used as a shield fall to the ground, with the end of the stun gun attached to his chest.

The speed of that thing is not as fast as a gun. As long as you are careful, the probability of avoiding it is still very high. Most importantly, it can only be used once. Yisa quickly dealt with the second person who had no weapons. It was only at this time that I was free, and looked slowly at the corner of the wall where Roman was.

The young man stood there, looking at the corner of the wall sadly, as if there were no two human beings lying on the ground under his feet at all. Issa noticed the strange depression of the other party. It was obvious that the two people had touched a certain root of the alien. His slender nerves were beaten up by Roman, who was not at all slender in strength—as for the reason, he had no interest in knowing it at all, and Issa said it to himself twice.

The blond bastard spoke instead: "They say I look like a male whore."

I think I said the same thing, Issa thought about it in his heart, and felt that telling the truth directly would hurt him too much.Indeed, most of the time, Roman doesn't look serious, Issa thought, but he didn't dislike such a young man, as if he was used to this cruel truth.

"That's too much, so is that why you hit so hard?" Issa said, deciding to brush the question aside.

"Oh, of course not." Roman spread his hands, and he turned his head to look at the man two or three meters away. "They said they liked my face very much, and they also said that the man who raised me was for the same purpose."

The tone was so normal, it took Issa a few seconds to realize that he was the prostitute who raised the little boy—aha, this is really a good guess, I kept an alien and made myself unable to get out of bed.Issa stepped forward and kicked away the human-shaped obstacle on the ground with some anger.

"Do you like me?" Roman leaned over, his purple eyes lingering on the man.

How could I not like it, thought Issa, his lover was beautiful, young, and full of life, with a few minor blemishes of unbalanced thinking, but not an unbearable big problem - and most importantly, Roman knew His only wish is that under this premise, they will be very suitable partners, and they will never be able to part ways.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Roman posted it up with ease, the familiar heat was so reassuring, Issa kissed him cooperatively, and the bastard who became more and more skilled in kissing put most of his weight on him , the two leaned against the wall.The other party stuck the tip of his tongue into his mouth, and swept across the most sensitive upper end provocatively, with a slight tingling, too gentle and lingering, and after a while, they slowly separated.

"You like me." The young man kissed the corner of his lips and said softly.