Bukan hanya kedua orang tuanya yang meninggal dalam kejadian itu, tetapi calon suaminya juga turut meninggal dalam kejadian yang membuatnya harus hidup sendiri.

Malam hari turun hujan deras disertai petir dan kilat menyambar. Sejak wabah manusia mati dengan tidak wajar, dan bangkit dalam keadaan mayat hidup. Membuat Viona setiap malam harus mengurung didalam rumah mewah yang ia tinggali.


Pemerintah mencoba mendata masyarakat yang masih hidup dan bersembunyi di wilayah yang sudah porak-poranda karena mayat hidup atau disebut dengan Zombie. Ada bagian Penelitian Agen khusus Zombie yang membuat sebuah tindakan untuk meneliti Zombie tersebut. Mungkin ada sebagian dari Zombie yang bisa disembuhkan.

Setelah mengikuti Undangan dari Departemen PAKZ, Viona bergegas pulang kerumah menggunakan sebuah mobil milik keluarganya yang masih bisa digunakan. Di perjalanan pulang dia dikejutkan oleh satu Zombie dengan pakaian Aneh dan itu berbeda dan dibelakangnya Zombie itu diikuti oleh segerombol Zombie lainnya yang memiliki wajah seram. Viona bingung harus berbuat apa?

Sampai dirasa, Zombie itu menunjukan badannya sisi pintu mobil. Karena takut, Viona segera menancap gas mobil untuk menghindar dan meninggalkan Zombie tadi.

Satu Minggu telah berlalu. Viona menjadi bagian anggota PAKZ sebuah uji coba. Atau bisa dikatakan PAKZ memilih anggota yang cocok dengan tes DNA untuk dipasangkan dengan Zombie yang bisa diselamatkan dengan cara 'Ikatan Takdir/ Perkawinan'.

Pada malam hari Viona dikejutkan Zombie itu lagi, yang pernah menghentikan dia dijalan. Zombie itu entah mengapa memiliki tatapan aneh dan tanpa diketahui oleh Viona. Zombie itulah yang akan menjadi Takdir baginya.

Apa? Zombie itu setinggi gedung? Sini, biarkan aku membakarnya.

Busss... Api yang menerangi malam kemudian langsung membakar zombie yang sebesar gedung itu.

Apa? Monster itu sebesar gunung? Sini, biarkan aku menendangnya.

Bang... Monster seukuran gunung itu terlempar hingga puluhan ribu kilometer jauhnya.
...

Seperti dalam novel, sistem tiba-tiba muncul bersamaan dengan zombie dan monster.

Semua orang harus membunuh zombie dan monster untuk naik level.

Ikuti bagaimana Yang Chen bertarung melawan zombie dan monster-monster raksasa.

Post #12: Zombies Get a Bad Rep.
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Braaaiiiinnns....
Nasty, goey, vomit inducing organ, let me tell you. I have it on good authority that no self respecting zombie would ever dream of taking a bite of that fetid grey matter. Eeeewwww.

Also, while I'm on the subject of brains; or a lack of thereof, let it be noted that no zombie with an iota of sense would stagger around like a half-witted fish struggling to take its last breath moaning the word "braaaiins"

I mean, c'mon...really Hollywood? Is that the best you could come up with? And what's with the rotting flesh and black teeth? It's as ridiculous as Edward Cullen glittering in the sunlight.

Hollywood has really given zombies a bad rep.

Twenty-eight and filthy rich, Ye Jinghan is the genius young master of the prestigious Ye family. Handsome and charismatic, he has women throwing themselves at him everywhere he goes and his name is usually associated with the top actresses and models, much to the despair of his conservative family. But when a scandal breaks involving his ex-girlfriend makes scandalous headlines, his grandfather gives him an ultimatum: Get married and clean up his act. One more scandal and he would be disinherited.

It had seemed like a good idea to set up a PR agency in city A, but An Su quickly learns that the exact opposite is true. On the verge of losing her business and everything she works for thanks, she goes on a drinking binge. When playboy Ye Jinghan offers her an irresistible deal: Pretend to be his girlfriend, help him clean up his image in return for saving her business, she accepts despite the fact of the explosive history behind them.

Jason Had awoke in the hospital. The Last thing he could remember was getting hit with a steel bat in the back of the head. "What happened to me?" Jason thought to himself. Jason had tried to stand up but had fallen back down. After a few minutes of trying to stand, Jason finally stood up and walked to his door and opened it. There was a nurse standing there. Jason said to her "Excuse me miss can you help me?." The nurse turned around presenting a ghastly sight. Her face was oozing with blood, while her eyes had no shine. She jumped at Jason trying to bite him. 

"Get off me woman!" Jason said to the bloody women as he threw her off of him. He noticed that her body was partially decomposed and looked ghastly. She was not in a great condition. Then the stench hit his nostrils. A fetid cross between a semi-rotten body and the metallic scent of blood. She started to get back up again and he moved quickly before bringing his foot down violently to smash her head in. It caved in like an overripe watermelon.

Jason then went back to the room where he was staying and got changed. While walking down the halls, he found a dead swat soldier so then he picked up their M1911 and holstered it, then continued. He then left and walked to his house, which was 2 blocks down from the hospital he was staying in. When he arrived he started to search for his little sister inside the house.

He found a map leading to the evacuation zone, so he decided to grab the map leading to the evacuation zone, he then grabbed his hidden shotgun he had kept behind his headboard in case of an emergency. He left and headed to the evacuation zone, where he found dead soldiers all over the park. He Immediately started searching the area for Amelia but was unsuccessful. He then found a map that showed the location of a CDC Lab In California. Jason thought to himself "why are they taking them there?". 

Pushing his thoughts aside for the moment he decided to look for any nearby survivors. There had to be someone around here who could tell him what the hell was going on! What was up with that nurse from earlier? She looked like something straight out of a zombie movie. There's no way that kind of thing could really be happening. Then again, it would explain all the dead bodies strewn about the hospital and park. If someone had attacked them, why were all the weapons and ammo left behind?

If society was really breaking down from some kind of a disaster. Where is the first place most people would go? That's right, to the supermarkets. Everyone would be trying to grab as much food as possible. Before heading out, he checked over the M1911 that he picked up earlier. Need to make sure that it's in good condition. Or at least decent enough not to jam up at a critical moment. After confirming that the gun was in a workable condition, he took stock of how many bullets he had. There was a feeling deep in his gut that every bullet would count during times like these.  So he decided to go and search the Supermarkets, where he found seven bullets enough to fill up his M1911, food and some water. But he had found no survivors during his raid of the supermarket. While walking down the road a group of survivors had approached Jason holding guns to his head.  "Gimme everything you have." said one of the survivors while slowly approaching him. Jason slowly reached for his gun while one of the other guys noticed and  shot Jason's hand before he could grab the gun.  The blood started gushing from his hand before he passed out from blood loss. They carried him to their base...

White clouds move along the wind currents of the blue sky. The air was very hot as the sun shone very bright.

The ruins of the fallen Aquilonia Empire, was overgrown, where plants grew wild became the habitat of savage beasts.

One can discern the former glory of the empire's society and culture from the remains of their sophisticated structures stood at the capital.

On the outskirts of the ruins, there was a catacomb named The Great Tomb of Nazar...

Ahem, I mean, The Great Catacomb of Aquilon where the fallen empire's citizens laid to rest forever.

This labyrinthine subterranean catacomb was overrun with countless rotting and putrid living dead.

Inside the catacomb, a party of three tirelessly cut down waves of undead as they grind towards the staircase, so they can access the lower depths.

The vanguard of the party was a tall lad donned with brigandine armor. He pierced a zombie and swung his halberd to use the corpse as a projectile.

As he threw the zombie, it flew away. The zombie hit and crashed to the horde. They fell down as the impact deals massive damage.

A young woman with white hair tied in a high ponytail and equipped with black and stylish leather armor slashed the fetid flesh and rends the undead with her swords. 

She was a dual wield swordswoman. Her right hand had katana and her left hand had wakizashi. The blades cut easily to the walking dead.

Her movements were smooth and graceful as she swiftly dodged the attacks.

A man in his twenties had spiked quiff haircut and wore black dyed jack of plate for protection.

He brandished his scimitar on his right hand and slashed as he behead an undead.

His left hand wielded a hammer, he swung it to smash the skulls and bones of the skeletons into pieces.

"Damn! I ran out of health potions! I really hate the realism of this game! Ugh! So painful!" The vanguard roared to make sure his teammates heard him.

"Argh! Let's retreat! We need to quickly find a safe place!" The young man with scimitar led his party.

"Here take this!" The young woman opened her inventory and gave her last potion to the vanguard.

'Gulp'

"Thanks." The vanguard immediately drank the potion.

"This way! Follow me! Quick!" The party leader pointed with his hammer to an open door at the end of the corridor.

They tried to escape and ran quickly while the horde of undead chased them closely from behind.

Hopefully, the corridor of the catacomb where they went was narrow. The movement of countless undead was hindered.

The party entered the door and shut it tightly with haste.

The undead couldn't do anything and slammed their rotten bodies forcefully. The iron door didn't even budge, it was locked.

The party was relieved and take a brief rest. The leader with scimitar observed the surroundings.

They were inside a huge chamber. It was very dark, they couldn't see the other side of the wall opposite to the iron door.

Suddenly, a snap sounded from the darkness. The torches attached to the walls lit up one by one.

The chamber was actually empty. One can only see the cobblestone walls and sturdy hardwood beams.

"Sharpen your senses, be alert. Don't be careless. We might activate a trap." The leader reminded his teammates.

"Oh no! I don't want to lose my levels again!" The cool yet attractive young woman had worried expression.

A youngster appeared. He wore a dark purple hooded robe with fancy embroidered sides.

He also wore brown boots. His hair was orange, but his bangs covered his eyes.

"Who are you?" The party leader pointed the stranger with his scimitar.

"Khajit sells wares if you have coin... Ahem. Ahem. I am Nox! The Mystic Merchant! Welcome adventurers to Nox's Bric-a-brac! I have everything you need as long as you pay!" Nox smiled as he snapped his fingers. 

Floating purple carpets displayed with a wide array of useful consumable items appeared.

There are convenient magic scrolls, health potions, and mana potions.

Aside from the items on the carpet, there are wooden weapon stands and armor stands with a variety of well made and high rarity equipment.

The party had their own powerful weapons and armor with higher rarity. They didn't saw something unusual and interesting, so the party turned a blind eye and didn't care about them.

"Oh! Thank goodness! An NPC dungeon merchant! I had thought it was a boss." The vanguard wiped off his sweat from nervousness.

The party was totally gleeful. They could survive in this forsaken catacomb.

A wooden stool popped up as Nox snapped his fingers again. He sat down.

"Now, now. You can check the items that I sell." Nox smiled as he crossed his legs.

The vanguard inspected the items, he picked up a Grade III health potion.

"How much is this potion?" The vanguard inquired the price.

"Oh, that was worth 5 silvers." Nox smiled he was friendly to his customers.

"Huh? This is too expensive! The price of this Grade III health potion on Portus Naonis was only 1 silver!" The leader heard Nox and he complained.

"5 silvers. Take it or leave it... Oh, I'll correct myself. Take it or die in this place." Nox was smiling.

"DAMN IT!" The vanguard was angry.

"I think we should buy it. We don't have any choice." The dual wield swordswoman was reasonable.

"2 silvers each is okay?" The leader tried to haggle.

"Nope." Nox shook his head.

"3 silvers?" The leader didn't give up.

"Hmm..." Nox scratched his head.

"3 silvers, each of us will buy 10 potions." The leader negotiated.

"4 silvers for each Grade III health potion. If not, you could just scram." Nox was stern and adamant.

"Sigh... Okay. 30 Grade III health potions." The leader decided to yield. He opened his inventory and handed over 1 gold and 20 silvers.

"Nice having business with you." Nox smiled as he handed over the Grade III health potions from his inventory.

As the party leader received the potions and placed it inside his inventory.

He noticed something was wrong and became dumbfounded.

He was puzzled how an NPC in front of him had an inventory.

The party leader opened and checked the status window of Nox.

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

ー 〔 Nox 〕 ー

〖 Sui Generis 〗Mystic Merchant

〖 Level 〗20

〖 Title 〗Bric-a-brac Shopowner

〖 Guild 〗---

〖 Rank 〗Iron

〖 HP 〗

〔 --- 〕

〖 Status 〗Normal

﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

The party leader gasped, his expression became grim. Meanwhile, his teammates were curious about their party leader's actions.

"This person was not an NPC! He was a player! Hoax! We have been duped!" The leader bellowed furiously.

"What?!" The two were shocked.

"Oops. Hmph hihi hihi." Nox covered his mouth and suppressed his laugh.

"Take our money back swindler!" The party shouted in unison.

"I'll tell you guys something. I didn't fool you. This is a business. You knew that you ran out of items to restore your HP. You were in dire need of health potions. I'm the only one here who can sell what you need! The demand was high, but the supply was low. Did you know that right? I can tell that you are older than me. You should know it!" Nox was acting like a righteous person.

"You should stock more potions next time when you go to grind. Tsk tsk. A 'grave' mistake." Nox shook his head from disdain.

"..." The party was silent.

"If you don't want to buy anything, then... Bye bye!" Nox smiled as he waved his hand.

He snapped this fingers. Suddenly, Khaji...   Nox and his wares had vanished to thin air.

"Ducking mischievous brat!" The party leader roared.

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Humans, be it a powerhouse or a common man, had to breathe.
The difference in the pace and intensity of the breathing could roughly determine a person's condition. At least, Tang Ling's Precise Instinct could discern that. 
Humans generally breathed with the mouth and nose, so if something breathed through its body, what could it be?
More precisely, this particular thing breathed using every follicle on its skin and through the retraction of muscles. The body was able to function as the mouth and nose.
Tang Ling thought he heard wrongly at first, but his Precise Instinct was able to tell the subtle differences. The noise of the breathing was very different from that using the nose or mouth.
Tang Ling even triple-checked and was certain that more than three prisoners were breathing through their bodies and not their noses or mouths.
If such things were not monsters, what would they be?
Regardless of who or what they were, under such circumstances, Tang Ling's only choice was to unleash these unknown monsters.
The enemy's enemy is my friend.
Tang Ling might not know his current position in this world yet. Although he had no idea who the enemy was and who might be his ally, messing up the prison was a must!
The black-robed figure was quick. He appeared before Tang Ling in a flash, but it was at that second that Tang Ling broke down the door of the seventh prison cell.
If he was right, the seventh prison cell was holding someone or something that breathed using the body.
Decisively, the figure in black tried to grab Tang Ling the moment he got close enough.
Similar to the hand that had killed Tonnies, the figure also extended his right hand that was also sheathed in a black glove. Unlike the previous hand, however, this hand was not injured, meaning that this hand was not the same hand that had attacked Tonnies earlier.
Tang Ling noticed the detail immediately but did not have the time to figure out what it meant. The moment the figure extended his right hand, Tang Ling had already kicked the seventh cell door down. He leaned back to avoid the hand and rolled into the prison cell.
The moment he rolled in, Tang Ling picked up an unusual smell in the air. The smell was mixed with the humidity and slightly fetid air of the room, so no one could have ignored it.
What is that smell? 
The smell itself was not smelly but pungent. Tang Ling instinctively felt it was familiar, but he was unable to recall what it was.
However, the situation did not give him the time to figure it out because a part of his body touched something dry and cold.
Out of instinct, Tang Ling looked up and saw a withered face. The face was human but unlike the normal human face, it was absent of moisture or collagen. It only had tissue. It looked like a zombie, but it was different from the zombie of the Purple Moon era. 
The zombie back in the real world had rotten bodies, including the tissues, unless the said zombie had evolved to a higher level. Otherwise, the body would be all rotten and broken.
Could this be a higher-tier zombie?
Such a thought popped up in Tang Ling's head, but when he sensed how this thing's skin breathed, Tang Ling immediately realized that it was something very different from a zombie.
This monster was not exactly friendly either. The moment Tang Ling touched it, it glared at him and without a second thought, it jumped at him.
Damn it! I didn't even say anything yet! 
Tang Ling cursed in his heart and rolled to the left at a strange angle. He might have ended up in a less comfortable position, but he was able to dodge the monster's attack in the nick of time. Tang Ling still had exceptional control over his body although his control was affected by his decreased speed.
The monster in the prison cell did not expect him to dodge his attack, so it was stunned for a moment before it decided to attack again. At that point, the figure in the black robes came into the cell.
When the monster saw the figure, it said something and broke the silence. Its tone sounded strange and was heavily muffled, so Tang Ling could not even hear what it said clearly. Was it some new strange language?
Tang Ling seized the moment and stood up.
The figure ignored the monster and went straight for him.
However, the monster responded explosively. Even Tang Ling could feel the raging fury from the monster. It threw himself towards the black-robed figure recklessly and with a loud growl, it revealed the sharp teeth hidden behind its receding gums.
The black-robed figure did not take the monster seriously. He waved his hand as his gloved hand extended towards the monster.
Similar to the move that killed Tonnies, the arm extended to an inhuman length, and with a quick swing, the hand easily ripped through the monster's flesh and plunged into his chest.
Is the monster that weak?
The monster's strength did not match Tang Ling's expectations, but he must seize the chance and escape! 
It's now or never!
Without a second thought, Tang Ling jumped out of the cell and it was at that moment that his previous effort paid off. Footsteps came from the corridor outside the cells.
The footsteps sounded cautious, indicating that the owners were curious and doubtful about the fact that they were being released all of a sudden.
However, when they noticed that they were not alone and there were not many enemies in the corridors, the owner of the footsteps went mad and sprinted towards the other end of the corridor which was the direction from which the black-robed figure had appeared earlier.
Tang Ling noticed the other prisoners as soon as he stepped out of the cell, but other than one of them looking similar to the monster behind him, the other three were…indescribable!
Why? It was because these prisoners no longer appeared human! One of them had robust limbs of different sizes, another had an extremely bulging chest as though his heart was as big as a basketball, and the last one might have normal limbs and a body but his head was exceptionally huge as it was as huge as half an umbrella.
Tang Ling had a feeling that the Dream Domain had sent him into some alien world, but thankfully among the strange-looking monsters, there was still one that resembled a normal human.
However, this particular human was not in good shape either because he was too fat!
The prison cell was nothing but harsh, yet he was able to be overweight? 
Tang Ling was puzzled, but that fat figure with an artistic golden hairstyle cried out loud like a child and ran across his vision.
Nevertheless, Tang Ling could not care less about the strange prisoners. There was a Grim Reaper behind him, and if he delayed anymore, he would probably die on the spot.
With that in mind, he also raced as fast as he could towards the other end of the corridor. Even though half of his strength had been taken away, he was still faster than that nimble fatty with the golden hair.
He took two to three seconds to run past the fatty.
The fatty immediately sensed danger approaching him after Tang Ling overtook him, so he clenched his teeth and chased after Tang Ling with his life.
Tang Ling turned around for a quick glance and saw that the black-robed figure had come out from the seventh cell. There was some dark red blood that looked rather odd on his hand.
Then, a theory popped up in Tang Ling's mind. In order to verify his hypothesis, he yelled loudly, "You guys had better turn around. If you want to escape, you'd better turn around!"
His words made no sense and were not convincing at all, but in such a tense situation, a sudden shout would make anyone turn around if it was spoken in the common language.
As expected, other than the golden-haired fatty, the other strange-looking monsters instinctively turned around for a glance. They were able to understand the human language!
Tang Ling was able to verify a part of his theory through this little experiment, and when the monsters saw the black-robed figure, something inconceivable happened.
The monsters stopped running and turned around. Suddenly, they charged towards the black-robed figure with fearless rage and a slightly solemn demeanor.
So, that's what's going on! Tang Ling frowned. The golden-haired fatty seized the moment and whizzed past him again.
Tang Ling extended his foot and tripped him without a second thought. The golden-haired fatty might be nimble, but he failed to avoid Tang Ling's sucker foot, so he fell forward with a resounding bang.
"You're playing dirty!" the golden-haired fatty finally spoke his first word accompanied by a begrudging glare at Tang Ling. His response proved that he was a real human being.
"Cut the crap. Help me if you want to live." Tang Ling did not spare any sympathy and started to knock down the other cell doors while the other monsters threw themselves towards the black-robed figure.
"Are you mad?! Stop it right now!" The golden-haired fatty quickly climbed up, intent on stopping Tang Ling who looked asquint at the fatty and kicked him away. Then, Tang Ling continued kicking down the doors.
In less than half a minute, he had kicked down at least 10 cell doors and the most terrifying thing was that none of the cells were holding normal human beings. The prisoners who were released were all monsters of different shapes and sizes.
Among the monsters, those zombie-like monsters that breathed using their skin formed the majority. It felt like Pandora's Box had been opened and countless demons and monsters were unleashed!
"No, no, no! I'm so done!" The golden-haired fatty followed Tang Ling as the latter kicked down the doors. Because he could not do anything to stop Tang Ling, all he could do was weep ceaselessly.
Tang Ling, on the other hand, frowned even harder as a question uncontrollably rose in his mind.
Who exactly was Tonnies? It seemed like the man's identity was slightly out of his expectations.


When a glorious old civilization was toppled overnight, a strange purple moon rose and thus began the Purple Moon Era.
Damn it! What kind of ecosystem was this? The evolution was messy. Even rabbit bites and plants were not to be messed with. How can one survive all this? Evolve into a Purple Moon Warrior? What did this have to do with the Purple Moon?
What kind of map was this? The Safety Sector? The Floating Domain? The Darkness Port? The Storm Voyage? The True Capital?
The Horror Lullaby List? The resurrection of the Underground Race and the prospering Underground City? The Chaos Black Market that suffused the world? The Bloody Road?
More importantly, one could end up in a bloody slaughter when dreaming and enter the Dream Domain? Fine, this damned era! 

"That's not surprising. The zombies got upgraded. Humans with superfunction can be upgraded, and so can zombies. The color of the nucleus represents the attribute of the zombie. For instance, red represents fire, blue represents water, and so on. A transparent nucleus means that the zombie has no attribute as yet. In the future, the zombies will also have superfunctions."
Yun Che didn't seem to be surprised. Actually, he had expected this as soon as he saw the snow last night. Judging from the size of the nuclei Leng Yehan had found, the zombies were all at level 1. Zombies at level 0 were sluggish, and their eyes were cloudy. They could easily get rotten, the fetid smell of which could spread far and wide. Also, the nuclei in their heads were all transparent, with no attributes at all. For zombies at level 1 or 2, they were faster, stronger and more tenacious, and their eyes were white. Their nuclei differentiated into a variety of attributes. When the zombies reached level 3, they would be able to fight with superfunctions and could not be hurt by ordinary weapons.
"What's the use of this?"
Xing Feng somehow sat down with a golden nucleus in his hand. They had already known that there were nuclei in zombies' heads, but they had no idea of their uses. It seemed that Leng Yehan and Yun Che knew their value and had already collected them for a long time.
"Maybe you can make some jewelry out of it and give it to some girl."
Yun Che gave him a naughty wink. Then he beckoned to Leng Yehan to put the nuclei away: "Let's have breakfast. We will deal with this when we arrive at the base."
"Ok."
Noticing that Xing Feng was deep in thought, Leng Yehan immediately stopped talking.
Although Lingjiang was not a big city, it was located between the provincial capital and the municipality, and thus played a pivotal role in connecting the two. Lingjiang River traveled across the city, and on one side of it was Wanan District. The security base was right in this district. Many years ago, the district was packed with traditional houses. Despite the gradual modernization in recent years, there was still a great amount of arable land. The district was backed by Longmen Mountains, and was taken over by the army stationed deep in the mountains since the doomsday. The founding of the security base was a joint effort by the army and the municipal government.
"There were four bridges across the river at first. When the doomsday came, two were bombed out by the military, and only Bridge One and Bridge Four were left. Now we are closer to Bridge One, but there are many survivors and zombies on it. Besides, the other end of Bridge One is far from the security base, and the traffic there is bad. Bridge Four is in the faraway suburb and there are less zombies, but we have to travel a lot to get there. We will either cross the whole city or detour around it, but the detour will probably last till the afternoon or evening. I myself think walking across the city is better. How about you guys?"
After breakfast, Xing Feng spread the map on the table. Yun Che took a casual look at it: "Well, let's cross the city."
He had been to the Southwest Base in his previous life, but that had been quite a long time since that doomsday. At that time, the other side of the river had already been well-equipped, and they would be secure once crossing the river. Things were different now, however, for only several days had passed since this doomsday. Besides, they had better arrive at the base as early as possible for the sake of safety, so he would not risk detouring around the city till evening.
"Great. I can take this chance to practice."
Lu Haixuan, the only member without superfunctions, waved his knife. He would not allow himself to be the weakness of the team although he had no superfunctions.
"I can't wait to kill."
Zhan Yafei, who seemed to be tender and delicate, said with a murderous look on her face. Zhou Zeyu said nothing, but he rested his elbow on Leng Yehan's shoulder. Everyone was prepared, and they were supporting Yun Che in their own way.
"Ok. Deal."
Xing Feng put away the map and asked: "Who wants guns?"
"Guns? Give me one."
Xing Feng was really a generous sugar daddy, but only Yun Che replied in the affirmative. Others were either students or housewives before the doomsday, and they knew nothing about guns. Unfamiliar guns would only get themselves flustered, so they preferred familiar knives. Besides, to some extent, slicing up zombies with a knife was more entertaining than a simple shot.
"Is there anything that you can't do?"
Xing Feng joked. He took a gun out of the space and handed it to Yun Che. There were explicit curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.
"I don't know either. Why don't we have a try some day?"
Apparently, Yun Che didn't know how to spell the word "modest". He pocketed the gun anyhow, then he took out the strap to tie Chen Chen to his chest. Yun Yao stopped him: "Let me take care of the baby. My superfunction is not suitable for fights."
Yun Yao also wanted to fight, but she had to admit that her superfunction was too limited. From the experience of crossing Huai City, she knew well that crossing a city was a toughie. Taking care of the baby was the only thing she could do for them.
"Cheer up, sister! Believe me, water-system superfunction can also be amazing. You just need more practice."
Yun Che continued tying. Then he put on a raincoat, wrapping Chen Chen and himself together.
"Let's go!"
"Alright."
Yun Yao gave up and took out her knife. Xing Feng beckoned to Yang Huaien and another guy, and the two promptly dashed out with sub-machine guns in their hands. The other two stayed close to Xing Feng to protect him. Now Yun Che knew why Xing Feng was known as the weakest captain in previous life. He took four subordinates altogether, and half of them were to protect him. He was always well-protected and didn't fight at all, so he was absolutely weak in the eyes of others.

Yun Che, a big shot in the doomsday, who even the militaries drooled upon, finally died in the hands of his beloved and family. After reincarnation, he wanted to live for his own!

Xing Feng, a rooting third military generation, didn’t lay his heart in the army at all. So when he turned to 20, he chose to leave the army and went into business. When the doomsday came, he accidentally met Yun Chen and started a new chapter of his life, meanwhile, his moral bottom line kept hitting a new low…

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A terrible stench along with a powerful presence came crashing down even before the hydra arrived.
Han Shuo was unable to capture the hydra's figure even through the three yin demons. However, he was still able to speculate its approximate location due to the odd changes in the wind.
As the hydra flew over, the clear ponds in the surrounding area were instantly polluted, turning them into gutters that spat out foul odors. The wet ground also slowly became unusually dry, revealing a dark brown color. It seemed like the surroundings were affected by the hydra's abilities.
Han Shuo summoned the Demonslayer Edge, and made his preparations with Gilbert as the hydra approached. He planned on unleashing an unforgettable strike the moment the hydra closed in.
The stench in the air gradually grew worse and worse. Han Shuo had been resting with his eyes closed but became briefly disoriented when he inhaled the revolting aroma. Upon filtering the air with his magical yuan however, his body swiftly returned to normal.
As a member of the dark dragon tribe, Gilbert's physical body was powerful, and he was capable of spitting poison. Furthermore, the natural resistance of a dragon's body was strong enough that the fetid poisonous gas could not affect him.
Suddenly, the hydra's moving figure seemed to stop beside a tree that reached towards the skies. The wind currents also stabilized and stopped changing. The hydra seemed to have landed there.
Han Shuo was shocked. Just as he was wondering why the hydra didn't approach, four waves of dark brown liquid spurted out like a fountain towards the tree that Han Shuo and Gilbert were sitting in.
A noxious stink instantly filled the air. Unusually rancid, when the magical beasts in the area inhaled this putrid stench, their bodies straightened and abruptly froze.
Higher leveled magical beasts like the harpy and two windblade wolves all ran away in a panic after scenting the stinking air. None of them dared to stick around. They clearly knew of the terrifying danger present in their surroundings.
After cursing under their breath, Han Shuo and Gilbert instantly shifted. Gilbert leaped and landed on a tree even further away, while Han Shuo rose into a high vantage point in the sky.
While he rapidly flew up, Han Shuo took the opportunity to chant necromancy spells, summoning the little skeleton and earth elite zombie at the same time, who organized themselves with great teamwork. The little skeleton took up a position beside Han Shuo, while the earth elite zombie hid into the ground.
The branches of the tree that Han Shuo and Gilbert stayed on shuddered when the four waves of dark brown liquid splashed onto it. All the blooming leaves wilted almost instantly, and only a dessicated trunk was left of the once towering tree, It was as if it had experienced a long period of drought.
"Hydra, you've finally appeared!" Han Shuo laughed coldly in the sky and launched an attack with the little skeleton. The bone knife and Demonslayer Edge flew directly towards the concealed hydra.
Gilbert's roar also sounded out from the side at the same time. In human form, he gradually grew in a ball of black light, finally turning into his dark dragon form. He rushed towards the hydra with his claws and fangs and shouted in a resounding voice, "Despicable hydra, you will pay!"
The concealed hydra plainly didn't think that Han Shuo and Gilbert could find its tracks. Han Shuo's Demonslayer Edge and the bone knife had already connected with its body before it was able to react.
A sharp scream tore through the silent sky. After getting injured, the hydra's enormous body was no longer concealed. Coiled atop a sky-reaching tree, it was completely exposed to Han Shuo and Gilbert.
At that moment, two of its long necks were dripping blood, and the remaining seven heads shuddered. It seemed like the tree the hydra was on was unable to withstand its pained writhing as it snapped with a large creak, bringing the hydra's body down with it as it fell.
At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the brown ground. Intense rumbles sounded from deep within the earth, as if a terrifying danger awaited the hydra's impact.
As a super rank magical beast, the hydra naturally had the ability to fly, but it was just writhing in pain as it fell.
However, when one of the snake heads caught sight of the ground underneath it fracture into a large ravine, the hydra was scared mindless. It struggled frantically, finally halting its descent and rising upwards again.
Faced with the threat of death, it seemed that the hydra's no holds barred struggle bore fruit. However, the attack from the ground clearly did not end there. Just as the hydra rose a bit in the air, it noticed several sharp mounds suddenly rise up from the ground and charge towards its body.
The hydra was extremely troubled in that moment, it hadn't thought that its ambush would result in all this happening. According to its plan, it would silently draw close to Han Shuo and Gilbert, use the noxious poison's fumes to take down the "Dragon Knight" Han Shuo, and then casually deal with the little dark dragon that was a rank lower.
But, Han Shuo, having trained extensively in demonic cultivation, didn't fall to the attack of its noxious fumes like it had planned at all. Furthermore, the appearance of the little skeleton and earth elite zombie also empowered Han Shuo, completely shattering the hydra's plan.
The nine snake heads suddenly started to tremble as its long necks wobbled continuously. The momentum of the mounds that the earth zombie had created was completely counteracted by the fierce streams of poison that the snake heads spat out. While it did so, the hydra's body gradually rose as it frantically flew towards the pool it had first emerged from, dodging the remaining mound attacks from the earth elite zombie.
A stream of magma suddenly hit one of the snake heads, unusually dazzling within the pitch-dark night. With a terrible scream, the hydra's gigantic fleeing body stumbled. The remaining magical beasts in the area fled in fear as the colossal body snapped trees into twigs as it crashed and fell.
"Wahaha, a second ranked fellow has to flee as well!" Gilbert's voice rang out through the night sky as he carried Han Shuo and the little skeleton to swiftly chase the hydra.
The hydra destroyed all of the towering trees blocking its way as it fled. It suddenly leapt into the pool it had surfaced from just as Gilbert was about to catch up.
The originally clear pool water was instantly polluted and very quickly became mired in filth. When the hydra had come out of the pool previously, the pool had remained clear. Yet the moment it entered now, the pool had changed. This meant that the hydra was unable to control its power anymore, most likely due to it being wounded.
The hydra caused a huge wave of activity the moment it entered the newly formed bog. The mud splashed up around it and a foul odor began to spread.
"Honored master, just leave this to me. Just watch from above. I'm very familiar with this sort of place as well!" Gilbert laughed loudly.
Gilbert had been hiding in a swamp the first time he'd met Han Shuo, using its natural advantages to fight against the dark elves. He was entirely used to fighting and hiding in this sort of place. Now that the hydra was hurt, and Han Shuo was on watch above, he didn't really worry about Gilbert's safety, particularly given his astounding resistance to poison.
"Alright, go on down. Come out or yell if you can't handle things!" Han Shuo nodded and agreed to Gilbert's plan of action.
With a wild guffaw of laughter, Gilbert's enormous body dove into the marsh with a huge splash. Like an enormous eel, he swiftly began to make his way deeper into the depths .
All of a sudden, a huge commotion rose out in the mire. Gilbert had obviously found the hydra and had engaged in combat. With the swamp as the epicenter, tremors shook the ground, and the soaring trees as well. With this cacophony, regardless of size, all the magical beasts vacated the premises in a hurry.
It was as though someone had tossed in a chained set of bombs, as huge pillars of mud, accompanied by tremendous bangs, erupted from the huge pool. The constant explosions forced the swamp into a terrifying spiral that could not settle.
Occasionally, the hydra heads or Gilbert's huge tail would show itself above the surface of the bog. Looking down from his vantage point in the sky, Han Shuo noticed that Gilbert and the hydra's bodies were entwined together, continuously rolling around in the mire.
"OOOOOH…."
Suddenly, Gilbert's extremely lecherous yell rang out from within the mire.
Then, Han Shuo caught sight of something that shocked him beyond measure. The hydra and Gilbert slowly floated out of the swamp, their bodies knotted tightly together. But the more Han Shuo looked, the less it looked like they were fighting. Rather, it actually seemed like they were getting intimate.
Gilbert's thick tail and sharp claws continuously stroked the hydra's body like human hands. Meanwhile, the nine long necks of the hydra, that were once struggling fiercely to escape from the dark dragon, began to wrap closer and closer around the dark dragon.
Rays of dark light had begun to surrounding the two entangled super rank magical beasts at some unknown time. The two enormous bodies slowly condensed, and gradually became two muddy people—a man and a woman who were entwined together.
Furthermore, they were two naked humanoids that were tightly embracing each other!

“If I don’t die… I swear I will act on all my evil thoughts..”
Not exactly everyone’s typical thought when they’re about to die. What will a cowardly young man do when reincarnated with the evil powers to redefine his destiny? Can the natural kindness of human nature triumph over evil? Will he become the cold-blooded demon king of legend, or will he forge his own path and rain down another kind of terror?


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"Crug no like," Crug said in his most eloquent tones.  "Crug think trap."
"I concur with our brawny friend," the Cleric interjected.  "My instincts say we should pay heed."
The three surviving adventurers were huddled in another passageway.  Having failed to open the slab that had trapped Littlehorn, they had backtracked and taken another route in the hopes of finding their friend.  They hadn't found the thief, but they had narrowly avoided two spiked pits, one swinging axe, a fireball activated by a pressure pad, and three tripwires.  They were still no nearer to finding their companion, and tempers were beginning to fray.
"Look, of course it's a trap.  The whole place is one giant trap."  Redthorne rubbed at his forehead in annoyance.  "I admit I made a mistake hiring that worthless thief, or I should have at least hired two.  Still, he's gone now, and I say we push ahead with our mission.  Unless you are going to renege on your agreements?"  The mage raised his staff in a threatening gesture.
"Nom does not break his sworn oath!" declared the Cleric.
"Renege is what?" said the Barbarian.
"Just move forward," sighed Redthorne.  "Slowly!"
The three set off down the corridor, which had a number of shadowy alcoves along the walls, containing nothing they could detect.  They traversed the tunnel with no mishaps, much to their relief, and emerged into a large dark cavern, the use of which was not apparent. 
There was a slight noise, though it wasn't possible to identify where it originated from, as the whole place seemed to echo.  The three stepped into defensive formation, with Crug in front, his enormous sword raised high.  Nom clutched the Orb of his god, Grom, and muttered a blessing, whilst Redthorne held his staff and readied magic.
A skittering noise came from the left.  Crug swung round as a large black spider appeared out of the dark and lunged towards him.  Two more of the creatures materialized from the right and Redthorne turned to face those, staff blazing white in his hands.  More movement could be made out in the shadows.
Behind them, from the tunnel they had just emerged from, came another sound.  Nom turned to see a zombie, arms outstretched, lurching towards them.  
"Undead to the rear!" he cried, raising his orb.
"Deal with them then!  We'll take the arachnids," the wizard commanded, throwing white fire at a giant Black Widow.
"I kill spider!"  Crug said, covered in green gunk.  The remains of a greater tarantula lay on the floor next to his feet.
Nom faced the zombie and raised his Orb.  He cast his mind out to the Might of his god, and reached for the Power.  The mighty deity Grom responded, sending the force of Good through his vassal and towards the undead in an invisible wave of energy.  The creature made a hissing sound and staggered backwards as the magic impacted.
"My thanks to my Lord," muttered Nom and, taking his mace in hand, strode forward to finish the foul beast, which was now fleeing up the passage.  
The wizard shouted something behind him, but Nom was intent on his prey, and ignored the warning.  The zombie lurched around a corner into an alcove and cowered against the wall as the Cleric approached.
"Die creature of evil!"  Nom raised his mace of Smiting and brought it down upon the creatures' skull.
Or tried to.  Something restrained him.  He looked up and saw a thin hand, pale skin barely covering the bone, gripping the shaft of his raised weapon.  
A dry voice whispered next to his ear.  "Perhapsss not."  Nom straightened as sharp claws dug into his back, just below his armor.  He screamed in pain as cold fingers wrapped around the base of his spine, severing all control to the lower part of his body.  He pitched forward, to be caught by the zombie he'd so recently cornered.  
"Time for the zombies to fight back Cleric," it hissed in his face, blowing fetid breath over him.  
There was a wet sound, and Nom felt a cold sensation along his back as his spine was forcibly wrenched from his flesh.  The restraints on his armor snapped and it fell to the floor with a dull clang.  The tearing sound was loud in his ears now, and with the last moments of his life Nom saw his corpse fall forward, a long bloody hole where his backbone had been, terminating at a ragged tear where his head had been twisted away from the neck.  
Blood spread outwards in a dark pool on the stone floor, and Nom's spirit ascended to join his god.

~   *   ~

"You cut it fine is all I'm saying," Cuthbert complained as they walked along.  "Another second and I'd have just been a load of rotting breakfast."
"You were never in any danger.  That medallion I gave you warded off the Cleric's power didn't it?"
"Maybe so," Cuthbert looked down at the dull black necklace hanging around his rotten neck.  "But it still hurt."
"Well here then, you deserve this one."  Dreth handed over the Cleric's head, now permanently etched into a look of horrified surprise.  The still attached spinal column dripped blood and muscle tissue.  
"Oh nice!  I do like a good lollipop."  Cuthbert took the remains and licked at the still dripping backbone.  "Yummy."
They wandered back along the dark corridors to where Percy was waiting.

~   *   ~

"Where are they now then?" asked Percy, looking jealously at Cuthbert as he savored the tongue of the holy man.  
"The spiders pushed them back, they're resting just outside the Troll caverns."  Dreth arranged his cloak about him so that it looked the most ominous.  "We still need to separate them before they leave our territory completely."
"Why not just rush them?"  Cuthbert asked, waving Nom's jawbone about.  "Oooh!  A gold tooth!  I always wanted a gold tooth!"  He wrestled with the jaw, pulling at the item in question.
"I suppose we could," Dreth considered it.  "We should be able to take them easily enough now the Cleric's out of the way.  We need to act quickly though, if they wander into the trolls we'll have a hard time getting the mage alive."
"I dunno," said Percy.  "That wizard seems to be pretty powerful.  I think we should push them into the goblins.  Then we can take the wizard whilst the Barbarian is fighting them.  We know the tunnels in that area, and the goblins are scared of you."
Dreth looked up in surprise at this unusually bright idea from Percy.  "Not a bad choice, though we aren't on the best terms with the Goblin King if you remember."
"Pah!  Goblins.  I can't be held responsible if I accidentally eat one of them can I?"  Percy looked disgusted.
"Maybe so, but you could have checked that it wasn't their princess first," Dreth said.
"Look at me!  I have a gold tooth!"  Cuthbert danced around grinning, his new denture forced into a gap in his gums.  
"Just concentrate on the problem at hand please, or I'll give your lollipop to Percy."
"Bah, you were never fun," the zombie cradled the Clerics' head and sat down.  "Why don't we get the spiders to attack them, and take the wizard in the confusion?  Worked for this one," he patted his toy.
"How would we get them back into the spider's lair?" said Dreth.  "They know it's there now.  Besides, the spiders lost quite a few of their kind in the fight, I doubt they would go for it."
"We could offer the Barbarian to them," suggested Cuthbert, trying to see his reflection in an old helmet.
"No fair!  You got the Cleric!" protested Percy.  "The Barbarian is mine!" 
Cuthbert grinned a gold tinted grin and held the noggin close.  Dreth shook his head and considered the options.  "We may have to go with the goblins, I'd prefer to lure them into the troll caverns, but I can't think of any way to do that."  He sat down on his chair and then jumped slightly as a piece of parchment slid under the door.  
"What's that then?" asked Percy.
"How should I know?  I've never had anyone slip anything under the door before."  Dreth thought a moment.  "Well, except for a thief one time.  Anyway, give it too me."  He waggled his fingers.
"Yes your highness," Cuthbert said sarcastically, picking up the paper and handing it to Dreth, who was silent for a minute as he read the spidery script.  
"So?"  Asked the zombies in unison, when he finally put the parchment down.  Dreth passed it back to Cuthbert, who squinted at it in the gloom.  
"What's it say?" said Percy, who had forgotten how to read.  He peered over Cuthbert's shoulder as his friend read the notice out loud, tracing the text with a finger.

**Deceased and Desist Order.**
It is come to our notice that 'Dreth', subsection 3b, area 4 (undead), designation: Undead Way Guardian (advanced level); henceforth referred to as 'The Resident', has been engaged in un-authorized activities.  To wit: Venturing outside allotted dungeon domain (undead).  
Furthermore: It has come to our attention that the Resident's lair has been left unattended for unacceptable periods of time, and that the Resident has engaged and distracted several zombies, designation: Guardians (Fodder level), from their assigned patrol areas.
Such activity is in direct breach of agreed protocols and directly contravenes the contractual duties of the Resident.  
This order is the first and only warning, as specified in sub-section 4,509, paragraph 52, lines 309-466, for the Resident to return to Dungeon Guardian (advanced level) duties.  Failure to abide by the terms of the contract will result in disciplinary agents being dispatched.
Thank-you for your attention.  Have a nice day.

DM.

"Fodder level is it?" muttered Percy.  "Cheeky buggers.  I'm a professional I am.  That's downright degrading."
"Who's DM?" asked Cuthbert, passing the note back to Dreth.
Dreth shrugged.  "No idea, don't care."  He scrunched the notice into a ball and threw it on the floor.
"Do you still have this contract?" Cuthbert said, as Percy wandered off grumbling to himself.
Dreth scratched his head.  "I don't think so.  I signed it before… before I became like this.  After the wizard changed me I didn't really think about it."
"So you're going to stay here now then?" inquired Percy, who had started rummaging through a pile of old equipment in the corner.  "Hey!  Look!  I found a wand!"  He held up a long stick.
"Let me see that," Dreth said.  He examined the artifact closely for a moment.  "Hmmm, a wand of illusion, still a couple of charges left."  He rubbed his chin.  "I think I have an idea…"

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