Chapter Eighty Eight - A Peck On His Lips

The kiss went for a long time, and Tyler's head felt muddled. His thoughts went astray, and he couldn't even think properly. The only thing that he could feel was the loud beating heart inside his chest. Indeed, he would have to applaud the system for providing him such a realistic cover.

He was a zombie king, but at this moment, he felt somewhat baffled at his identity in his muddled state of mind. Was he really a zombie?

When the two of them finally separated, Tyler's mind instantly cleared, and he stared at the male lead with widened eyes. "Stay away. You'll become a zombie too."

"I won't." In this world, zombies weren't created through the virus but rather because of a mysterious meteor that fell from the sky. So he was confident that he wouldn't be turning into a zombie anytime soon.