A Rampage of Lust;

"What?"

"Rawaghhh… rawaghhhh…" The zombie cried out continuously, still holding the head of Abbey in its left arm, tight and refusing to let go.

The realization of the system shocked Abbey to the core. He had never dreamed that something like this could ever happen. Was it that the zombies were changing?

How was it possible that the zombies had been zombies for only a day and already this one assumed itself to be the stronger one and better human and as such was planning to kill him?

It was thinking that Abbey was the infected one and like how zombies are killed, the system had theorized it was planning to smash his head. It led Abbey to confusion. He could not place it.

And to make matters worse, his body was groaning unde the jnteswnn stress and exhaustion, growing numb by the seconds. He could only fight for much longer. He needed to rest.

And to make matters worse, he could feel a burning sensation from between his legs. His rod was waking up. One of the after effects of activating the [Testosterone Rush].

The system had warned him that he would go into a sexual rampage when it activated. And it was beginning now.

The timing was just bad. So bad. He could only pray that he could live after this.

Pray?

Abbey laughed mirthlessly. What was the need of praying in this situation? Was there any help form the divine in an apocalypse like this? The only one who could help him was himself.

Nobody else could help him. He was the master right here and unless he did something, he would be paste.

[System believes that the infected creatures have begun an evolution already. Based on the current horde of zombies at the entrance who are simply watching the brawl but not attacking, System can conclude They have begun retaining their intelligence. ]

Retaining their intelligence? That would be crazy if that happened but on looking there, he knew that the system was right.

So far, the horde that gathered at the entrance was so large, and so impatient. Yet, they all had stayed at the entrance, forming a sort of barricade to block any attempt at escaping the shop.

It dawned on him now that The attendant girl for. Marvvs hub was still here. And yet, none of the zombies had made for her. She was only crying, her numb knees down to the ground as she shook in fear and panick.

It was the classic immobilization.

He could not blame her.

In a game of chess, a queen could be trapped. Especially if the queen went to steal a rook. That would be the perfect situation to set a trap for her, using your own Queen as a backup in a team up with a bishop.

Right now, the girl could not escape. She was in between the monster of a bouncer guy and the zombies at the door. It did not look like she knew any emergency entrance and exit points in here something that the staff may have used otherwise, he was sure that she would have gotten out.

So she was here.

But untouched and Unattacked. Did that mean that the zombies are watching for the outcome of this duel? Watching to see who would win?

Would that not classify them to be people of intelligence if they could not give in their infected nature to attack. But rather wait till they knew it was right?

His heart skipped a beat. Things were hurriedly becoming so confusing and no matter how he reasoned, he was yet to come to a logical conclusion.

And worse, the beast that held his head was still there, not doing anything except to cry out for longer.

What the actual heck was going on?

"Hey, are you not going to smash my head?" He called out challengingly to the zombie.

The infected looked at him, keeping shut for a second. But the next second, it ignored him, throwing the other hand into the air now in a show of triumph.

"Tawghhh… " It roared out.

"Hhhhhaaarrrrr…" The zombie audience followed suit as they thee their hands into the air.

The whole show shocked Abbey to the core, even to point of pushing back his sleepiness and his sexual drive to the corner.

The system was right.

They were retaining their intelligence.

But how could he break out of it? He projected his thoughts to the system and the words cleared out form his view: they were replaced almost immediately by another sentence.

[CAAM can not be of any help now that host is held ransom. If Host makes any move, Host may have his head crushed by the infected within seconds.

As system analyzes, the Host is being used to show the dominant of this infected. it would take a miracle to break free…]

The system solemnly declared.

"Or it would take a sexual rampage to break free." Abbey declared as he felt a maddening bout of energy within his organ.

(WARNING R18)

His head jerked out as several thoughts of lust exploded within his mind: half nude women, nude women, women with different colors of skins and body types.

He wanted them all. All of them. His eyes turned a bleary red color as his muscles bulged it. He wanted them all.

He wanted them all.

And this bouncer was holding him back. In a split second, Abbey's hand jeje led forward instantly. They folded up and then with that burst of energy, slammed down mercilessly against the hand of the bouncer.

Abbey broke free.

"Raghu?" The bouncer cried out as he instinctively took a step back.

At this reaction, the zombie audience also took a step backwards which led to Abbey frowning. But he did not hold the thought for long.

He wanted to rampage. He was going to destroy anything and anyone who would stop him.

His mind imploded only with insane lust craving for nude women. His senses sharpening as he turned his gaze for the figure of the girl ln the ground and sobbing.

Then, he dived for her, spittle drooling out of his mouth.