"Sailor, oh Sailor come here to me 
When the world makes you weary, I'll help you sleep 

Woo me my sailor and a gift I may give
part of my life so that you may live

Come, my brave sailor rest here in my arms 
I'll guide you, I'll hold you, I'll keep you from harm

If you betray me, you'll sink in the sea
my stone heart will drag you down here with me

But no need to fear love, no need to flee
for if you are faithful, your treasure I'll be"

Dive into a fantasy world full of myths, legends, pirates, romance and much more

Takumi next goal is to find out wether other zombie can be controlled or not. But it was really difficult.

How to find a zombie? Should he go outside? If turn out that he couldn't command them, it's a disaster. Should he pressed the bell to other room to find out any survivor too? Maybe there is still someone alive. He may even find companions. But, helping each ither in this kind of condition will makes it worst.

What if the person he found is useless? How if it was a trouble maker?

From what he gathered in the net, zombie have decent sight and hearing because they could locate their prey. There's also an info saying at night they will become more aggresive and more docile at day. But, if he go out like this he is just a fool. He sneak out after comfirming there's no zombie outside.

He go to the management office and take the resident book and the master key. He was in luck because there's no zombie he encounter and not even a human of course. He entered the office and.

"WAAH!"

He was surprised. He saw a young man in uniform have fallen at the floor and his body is covered in blood. There's a rotten smell but it's not from that corpse.

*Munch*

He look around and saw, the young man arm is half gone. It was being eaten by a zombie in janitor suit. The usual smiling janitor is now expresionless. He was eating the young man arm as if havung a delicious snack.

The janitor noticed Takumi barging in and stopped for a second. His gaze shift towards Takumi. The blood stained mouth is red. He even saw some meat stuck between them. His life is in crisis. He even use one hand to block his mouth and stopped breathing.

However it just looking at Takumi without even blinking. Takumi trembling but he need to do it.

"Release that arm."

Then the janitor stand up waiting for another order. "Give me the resident book."

Altough the smell is unbearable, Takumi held it in.

The Janitor pass a book and after checking it, Takumi commands him again. "Give me the master key!"

He search around and passed the key to Takumi. After that he leave the room smiling. He didn't take the elevator to search the room one by one. On the first floor, he noticed a door is slightly opened.

"Room 111. Three person. Father, mother in their fourtieth and a 14years old daughter."

He entered and the umbrella stand in front of the door has fallen. He entered the living room and saw a middle aged housewife in apron, a teenager in sailor suit sitting calmly. But after seeing Takumi they quickly walked toward him with their arm stretched.

Takumi is now panic. The janitor is staying put but these two are coming after him.

"S-s-stop! Please wait a minute."

He stutterrd when saying that in fear but thanks God the two has come to a halt.

He is relieved hat the crisis have been averted.

"I'll talk with the daughter first. Come follow me!"

Takumi show a confident and silly smile. The girl followed behind Takumi to a bedroom. He took out the resident book again and check her out.

"Naito Hiromi, 14, enrolled at St. Mary's woman school."

It was a private school and a good one. They used English for daily language and it's popular. Thr uniform they used is a skirt and white blouse with blue vest. It was a pleasant for the eyes. They maintain the dignity of the girl's but become the dream of many man. Her wide eyes and cute face is attracting Takumi. The feeling of having a junior high school girl's body also excited him.

"Altough I didn't mind doing it in uniform like this, it's called sailor cosplay but I rather see you naked."

Hiromi quickly stripped off her clothes. There's no feeling of shame and obeyed Takumi's order. As piece by piece of clothing is removed, He get more and more aroused.

Hiromi is 150cm tall. Her skin is milk white and she is slim. The chest area is still in developing stage but it wasn't flat. In the middle of it, a pink areola could be seen. Slender waist and even her bottom is perfrct without excess fat. There's even barely hair in her pubic area. Her womanhood is still closed like an innocent child.

He moved behind her and cope a feel of her botton. It's firm and soft. He once again moved to the front and grabbed her shoulder. He feel the coldness of her skin. It was cold, and dry but not a rotten one. There's a remaining of what once moist and young skin.

He then moves toward the chest area and put it in both of his hand. He grabbed it easily because it is rather small. Takumi prefer it big and soft but, this immature chest isn't less appealing. While massaging it with his hand, he used his index finger to stimulate the small pink dot. Slowly, it becomes longer, it was inverted types.

Seeing that, he feel a deep lust growing and his hand moves rougher. It may even be painful if the girl is still alive but she already turned into a zombie.

"Aaah…" there's a response. That makes him lost control and he quickly put his lips on top of hers. He doesn't even need to gives an order for her to reply his kiss. Their tongue even entwined with each other. Three minutes was enough to make their saliva overflowing.

"Good. You're pretty experienced in kissing. Now let's see how well you can kiss me down there."

However Hiromi didn't move. Maybe the command isn't clear enough.

"You know. Give me a blowjob!"

Still she doesn't move. Takumi noticed, maybe the idea of putting a man's inside her mouth is something she doesn't know how. He feel joy because he could do dirty things to the innocent girl.

"You know, you put mine into your mouth but be careful and don't bite it."

Hiromi kneel before Takumi and she released Takumi's from his pants. She put one hand to make it directed to her mouth and start doing her job.

He was excited at how gentle she was. Without hesitation it was already inside her mouth.

"Aaah.."

The feeling is even better than Yumi's. Because it was full of saliva from earlier, it's smoothly going in and out.

"Use your tongue too. Like licking a popsicles."

He even moves his hips to match Hiromi's movement.

"Aaah.. Suck it hard."

Takumi couldn't stand the pleasure to be licked, sucked, and going in and out all at the same time.

*splurt*

"Aaaah… That was amazing.. Swallow it all!"

Hiromi is still moving her head and still sucking him dry.

"Aaah… Now, lick it clean."

She immediatelly followed the order.

"Remember, this is called cleaning blow. Everytime I ask you to do a cleaning blow. You have to do this."

After that he ask her to stop and ordered her to do a cleaning bow.

"Good girl. You already remember what I taught you."

He stroked her head gently. It may be an illusion but he felt Hiromi expression is changing.

"Maybe that's my imagination. However I'm pretty sure now that I could give instruction to a zombie."

He keep caressing her head while thinking of his future plan.

Strangely enough, he smiled.

One day a horde of zombies appeared in the world, causing panic and mayhem. The MC was also attacked by a zombie but he didn’t turn into one, instead he gained an ability. In a world where social order has collapsed. I think I’ll live to my hearts content using this ability of mine!

P.s I dont own a single thing about this book, I'm just publishing it in here for offline purposes and credits to the author(s).

  After two hours of driving into the streets with corpses, broken cars, collapsed buildings, zombies, a few barricades put by the police to protect themselves from those zombies, our three survivors have made it to Haga, the city where their freedom will begin. After a long road from Groningen, travelling with a jeep through Drachten and taking gas from a gas station there, surviving through Hell in Harlingen, Amsterdam and finally made it in Leiden, the place where they stayed for almost a day and night, and meet the soldiers who are occupying to save this whole world.
  These three dudes are stopping in front of a fence, which is blocked by a military truck, but around them are just zombie corpses and some military officers who got killed before these three survivors arrived. They are scared cause they think that this wall of soldiers wasn't able to face these zombies. Gerald heard a groan, and he quickly draws his pistol, and with one bullet shoot the zombie who was on the other side of the fence. That bullet shot by Gerlad hit the zombie corpses head and made him fall on the ground. These three survivors observed the corpse it is wearing a military uniform and got bite marks around his body. Ronald observed the helmet of the zombie is already damaged, a few marks were let on that helmet, which means a man could've destroyed that hat or even a new type of zombies these survivors haven't met yet.
  "What happened here?" asks Mike to his friends looking down at his legs and seeing countless corpses around the ground, a big amount of used bullets, a few melee weapons and blood everywhere.
  "These bastards weren't able to hold this port?" asks Ronald to Gerald taking a random key that doesn't look damaged and shows to Gerald.
  "That key it is for what I think it is?"
  "Most likely." says Ronald. "But like I said one time. I wouldn't be able to drive since I never st- I mean drive or work at boats."
  "Dude, we know you were stealing cars back then. Before all of.. this." says Mike to Ronald, and makes him feel ashamed that he hide this thing for so long.
  "Oh... Are you mad?" asks Ronald to Gerlad and Mike.
  "To me, it doesn't matter. You do a great job at what you do, damn rascal." says Gerald smiling at Ronald.
  "Well... You did some awesome work for us, dude." says Mike smiling at Ronald.
  "Thank you, guys." says Ronald who is feeling overwhelmed by this emotion he has never experienced in his entire life.
  "Enough with this lady talk, gentlemen." says Gerald going closer to the barricaded entrance to their safety. "Our freedom it is on the other side, now, our only chance it is to climb over this truck, jump on the other side, and runs to any available boat out there."
  "What if the boat is running short on fuel?"
  "We will not take that one. Because we are aiming to one who doesn't need gas. Now, before we are about to do our final mission, I want to tell you that. You two are some fine soldiers. If I were in the Army again, it would've been my honour to fight with you two by my side." says Gerald who is looking at those two who are clapping for this small encouragement talk, and then he turns around. "Ready?"
  "Yes!" responds these two survivors who are wielding their weapons, Ronald is wielding two pistols, while Mike is wielding an assault rifle he found on the ground with a full clip.
  "LET'S GO!" yells Gerlad who is already climbing to that truck, and with Ronald and Mike.
  On the other side, they see countless reanimated corpses who are just standing there or others who are eating the rest of those corpses left there. Gerald is aiming his weapon at those zombies and he proceeds to shot them, Ronald and Mike are doing the same. Together they gunned down a few zombies, and after they killed enough, these two are sprinting to the boats that are located on the dock.
  At the time, these three got on the wooden floor, they see there a soldier who is crawling to a boat, but these three sees the soldier it is just half, only his torso with one arm, and head are there. That soldier sees the survivors, and yells at them to save him, and bring him into a boat. Gerald was about to put an end to that man, but the soldier who is only half piece screamed at them.
  "Don't shoot me, ma'am! I am not infected. Yet. We have a cure! WE HAVE A DAMN CURE!" says the soldier who made Gerlad, Ronald and Mike feel speechless.
  "What?" asks Mike. "There is a cure."
  "Yeah... That cure could save all of us lives! It could turn humanity back to"
  But before he was about to end his line, a scream, is coming closer from these survivors.  At third meters from there, a big zombie, with massive muscles, and wearing ripped clothes is going through a building wall, he looks angry at those survivors and he screams at the sky. These survivors are terrified of this thing because it is their first time when they encountered one.
  The soldier starts screaming for help, while Gerlad is gunning down that thing by using his assault rifle which was gifted by that soldier named Garen. The wonder soldier screamed that the bullets couldn't destroy this thing, only explosives could do it. Ronald was also trying to shot that huge thing by using the shotgun he found earlier on their way to the pontoon. But, Mike, after he had a flashback from his past when he played a video game with his "friends" he realized that the thing in front of them is almost acting like that one he encountered many times, so, he runs to the closest boat to found something which will help them overcome this massive beast.
  "Mike! What are you doing?" asks Ronald when he sees Mike running to the closest boat and start looking in the room where the sailor is living or sleeping, to see if he can find a propane tank.
  He looks at the entire small room, on the kitchen part, but he didn't see one, so, he runs to the other boat, hoping that he will find a propane tank or something explosive. While Mike is searching for an explosive thing, these two survivors are having a hard time gunning down that giant who is walking at them at a fast pace.
  "Die! Die, you motherfucker!" says Ronald reloading his shotgun by adding three more shells to his shotgun. 

  Then, the monster starts looking at a small boat, he takes it with his boat arms, looks angry at those two survivors and at that wounded soldier. The survivors are looking terrified at that thing, and wondering how they could defeat such a monstrosity.
  "Oh, God." says Gerald who is looking around and he has an idea. "Let's dive in, Rascal!"
  "Alright." says Ronald following Gerlad, and he jumps after him into the salty water. 
  The monster throws that boat, which was supposed to be their place, and the boat has hit only the wounded soldier who was already dead, to begin with. The boat has landed on his head, the vertical part, which has crushed his entire head and will also prevent his transformation into a zombie, even though it will only be a crawler, and not one who could walk or run. A small fry who could be killed easily. 
  When the boat has landed on the pontoon, it almost breaks it. And if the pontoon is breaking, some of the boats there could be lost because some are tied up and entering a boat would only be possible by swimming, but with a wind condition, you never knew where a boat could land. 
  Ronald and Gerlad are swimming to the closest boat, with their guns on the back. Ronald is not an experienced swimmer, but he is a fast learner. After he saw Gerlad swimming, he already understands the technique people are using to swim. These two are swimming to the boat where Mike has is looking for something useful to stop that crazy monster.
  While Mike has entered the third boat, he is looking for that thing in the room of the sailor, he found something, but he doesn't know if he could carry it. He found a propane tank, but after he was about to lift with both of his hands, Gerald and Ronald are entering the boat.
  "We have to go Mike!" says Ronald going to the wheel to direct this boat that is used for fishing. "We need to leave this place ASAP!"
  "Gerlad!" says Mike to Gerlad. "The thing cannot enter the water." 
  "What?" says Gerald looking at that huge monster who just threw a boat at them.
  That huge monster is staying on the platoon, screaming at that boat where Mike and his gang have made it. Sure, it is five meters from them, and he could just take that boat back and throw it to them, could've crossed that huge zombie mind. If he wasn't branded, but because he is, this will be extremely useful for our group. Gerald is almost smiling, and he looks at Mike, who was about to throw the propane tank at that monster.
  "What are you doing with that?" asks Gerald. 
  "I was about to throw at that thing and kill him." says Mike, and Gerlad is already taking the other side of the propane tank, and says to Mike. "At three. Ready?"
  "Ready!"
  "One!" says Gerald.
  "Two!" says Mike.
  "THREE!" says both of them at the same time and threw that propane tank to the water, but close to the pontoon.
  "Quick!" says Mike to Gerlad who is already taking his rifle, aim at that propane tank.
  "Goodbye, Deutschland!" says Gerald who is trying to shoot his last clip with ammo for his assault rifle.
  Some bullets hit the propane tank, and when they did, that propane exploded. The explosion was big, and this one attracted zombies from a big distance. But this explosion has destroyed the pontoon and made the huge zombie fall into the salty water, and when he got his full body on the water, the monster started screaming, waving his arms and legs for a few minutes, until the big monster, will be drowned into the water of Deutschland. 
  The survivors are looking at the huge fire gong on the dock and seeing countless of zombies going through that fire, burning alive and falling into the water. When some zombies falled in the water, they weren't able to swim, which means one thing. Every zombie could be kill by water, especially deep water. And this make sense because zombies arent able to swim due to their movements, but hey do still be alive in water since they are already dead. 
  Gerald, Mike and Ronald are slapping their hands together, yelling "Horray!" and sitting on the room of the sailor while they are opening a pack of beers and proceed to drink them.
  "For our long road through Hell!" says Gerlad to all of them, then their beer bottles collide, and proceed to drink those beer while they laugh, tell some funny jokes and confess their deepest secrets, like some good friends. While their boat was navigating by herself, an helicopter is leaving Haga, and that helicopter belongs to the army. As soon as Mike sees the helicopter, he left the room, and wave at him. Then, the helicopter left this area, and a guy with a megaphone told them from the helicopter, after he opened the door of the helicopter for a second, to follow them to safety. And that's what they are doing. 

***
  Three days later, on one of the fifth artificial islands, made by the soldiers ( and a few skilled survivors), on a camper van who is parked on artificial grass, Roanld is waking up in that van, on the couch. He gets up from that filthy couch which has mostly chips bags and drinks spilled... I think. He looks around, he sees Mike, who is sleeping on the only bed, also in garbage with dirty clothes and a few rounds of bullets.
  Ronald gets up from that couch, he walks slowly to the door of the camper van, he left the van and goes to that picnic table outside where Gerlad who has already wake up, is eating a soup, made by Doloroes, an great chef of this island. 
  "Good morning!" says Ronald to Gerald.
  "Good morning, to you!" replies Gerlad to his friend. "Slept well?"
  "Kinda. Mike has a behaviour like an animal sometimes."
  "Well. That is our Mike. He might be weird, but extremely smart." says Gerlad after he take a spoon of that amazing soup. "You should totally eat Dolores soup."
  "Maybe later, boss... Wasnt this day your first day as a new you?"
  "New me?" asks Gerlad. "Dont laugh boy. This new me it is the old one." 
  Gerlad finishes his soup, he takes on his helmet, his assault rifle and he goes to the training camp, to instruct the new recruits which would be sent one day on the lands withroaming monsters. 
  When they arrived on this island, these survivors have started new lives. Gerald has become a trainer for new fighters, Ronald hired as a Mechanic at a service auto, close to the camper van they are sleeping, and Mike is working as a supplier, with one cute girl who already felt in love wit him. The things are working good for these three survivors who were going through Hell a few days ago.

It is the year 20XX and something bad happened to Earth and humanity, but much worse to humanity to be precise. The thing it has happened, it is known as a zombie apocalypse by the modern generation. 
It presents the stories of a few groups of survivors across the world who are either going to stay among undeads, zombies, climbers, swimmers, vomitrons, flamers and tons of other types of zombies, or try their luck to run on inhibited islands with or without military help and live safely until everything comes down. Eventually.

Scheduled Chapters: 1 - 3 per. Weekend

Takumi's next goal was to find out whether other or not zombies can be controlled. But it was really difficult.
How would I find a zombie? Should he go outside? If it turns out that he couldn't command them, it's would be a disaster. Should he have pressed the bell to the other room to find out any other survivors? Maybe there is still someone alive. He may even find companions. But, helping each other in this kind of condition will make it worse.
What if the person he found is useless? What if it was a troublemaker?
From what he gathered on the net, zombies have decent sight and hearing so they could locate their prey. There's also info saying that at night, they will become more aggressive, and at day, more docile. But, if he goes out like this he would be a fool. He sneaks out after confirming there were no zombies outside.
He went to the management office and took the resident book and the master key. He was in luck because there wasn't a zombie or a human. He entered the office and.
"WAAH!"
He was surprised. He saw a young man in uniform fall to the floor while his body was covered in blood. There was a rotten smell but it wasn't from that corpse.
*Munch*
He looked around and saw, the young man's arm was half gone. It was being eaten by a zombie in a janitor suit. The usual smiling janitor is now expressionless. He was eating the young man's arm as if having a delicious snack.
The janitor noticed Takumi barging in and stopped for a second. His gaze shifted towards Takumi. The blood stained his mouth red. He even saw some meat stuck between them. Takumi realized he was in a crisis. He even used one hand to block his mouth and stopped breathing.
However it was just looking at Takumi without even blinking. Takumi trembled but he needed to do it.
"Release that arm."
Then the janitor stood up waiting for another order. "Give me the resident book."
Although the smell was unbearable, Takumi held it in.
The Janitor passed a book and after checking it, Takumi commanded him again. "Give me the master key!"
He searched around and passed the key to Takumi. After that he left the room smiling. He didn't take the elevator to search the room one by one. On the first floor, he noticed a door slightly opened.
"Room 111. Three people. Father, mother in their 40's and a 14 year old daughter."
He entered and the umbrella stand in front of the door had fallen. He entered the living room and saw a middle aged housewife in an apron, a teenager in a sailor uniform sitting calmly. But after seeing Takumi they quickly walked toward him with their arm stretched.
Takumi panicked. The janitor was staying put but these two are coming after him.
"S-s-stop! Please wait a minute."
He stutters when saying that in fear but thanks God the two came to a halt.
He is relieved that the crisis has been averted.
"I'll talk with the daughter first. Come follow me!"
Takumi shows a confident and silly smile. The girl followed behind Takumi to a bedroom. He took out the resident book again and checked her out.
"Naito Hiromi, 14, enrolled at St. Mary's woman school."
It was a private school and a good one. They use English for daily language and it's popular. The uniform they used is a skirt and white blouse with a blue vest. It was pleasant on the eyes. They maintain the dignity of the girl's but become the dream of many men. Her wide eyes and cute face attracted Takumi. The feeling of having a junior high school girl's body also excited him.
"Although I didn't mind doing it in uniform like this, it's called sailor cosplay but I rather see you naked."
Hiromi quickly stripped off her clothes. There was no feeling of shame and Hiromi obeyed  Takumi's order. As piece by piece of clothing is removed, He got more and more aroused.
Hiromi is 150cm tall. Her skin is milk white and she was slim. Her chest was still developing but it wasn't flat. In the middle of it, a pink areola could be seen. Slender waist and even her bottom is perfect without excess fat. There's even barely any hair in her pubic area. Her womanhood is still closed like an innocent child.
He moved behind her and copped a feel of her bottom. It's firm and soft. He once again moved to the front and grabbed her shoulder. He felt the coldness of her skin. It was cold, and dry but not rotten. There's a remainder of what was once moist and young skin.
He then moves toward the chest area and puts it in both of his hands. He grabbed it easily because it was rather small. Takumi prefers it big and soft but this immature chest wasn't any less appealing. While massaging it with his hand, he used his index finger to stimulate the small pink dot. Slowly, it became longer, it was an inverted nipple.
Seeing that, he felt a deep lust growing and his hand moved rougher. It may even be painful if the girl was still alive but she already turned into a zombie.
"Aaah…" there's a response. That makes him lose control and he quickly put his lips on top of hers. He doesn't even need to give an order for her to reply to his kiss. Their tongue even entwined with each other. Three minutes was enough to make their saliva overflowing.
"Good. You're pretty experienced in kissing. Now let's see how well you can kiss me down there."
However Hiromi didn't move. Maybe the command isn't clear enough.
"You know. Give me a blowjob!"
Still she doesn't move. Takumi noticed, maybe the idea of putting a man's inside her mouth is something she doesn't know how. He felt joy because he could do dirty things to the innocent girl.
"You know, you put mine into your mouth but be careful and don't bite it."
Hiromi kneels before Takumi and she releases Takumi from his pants. She put one hand on his dick to direct it to her mouth and started doing her job.
He was excited at how gentle she was. Without any troubles, it was already inside her mouth.
"Aaah.."
The feeling is even better than Yumi's. Because it was full of saliva from earlier, it's smoothly going in and out.
"Use your tongue too. Like licking a popsicle."
He even moves his hips to match Hiromi's movement.
"Aaah.. Suck it hard."
Takumi couldn't stand the pleasure of being licked, sucked, and going in and out all at the same time.
*splurt*
"Aaaah… That was amazing.. Swallow it all!"
Hiromi is still moving her head and still sucking him dry.
"Aaah… Now, lick it clean."
She immediately followed the order.
"Remember, this is called a cleaning blowjob. Everytime I ask you to do a cleaning blowjob. You have to do this."
After that he asked her to stop and ordered her to do a cleaning blowjob.
"Good girl. You already remember what I taught you."
He stroked her head gently. It may be an illusion but he felt Hiromi's expression was changing.
"Maybe that's my imagination. However I'm pretty sure now that I could give an instruction to a zombie."
He kept caressing her head while thinking of his future plan.
Strangely enough, he smiled.

A very nice R18 novel ;)

NOT MINE, Kind of a fan fiction where I spice things up...

I put the novel on here to read for... Convenience...

I edited the chapters so that they're actually readable and enjoyable... ;)

Meanwhile.
Inside the isolated navy vessel near the bay.
"Sir, it seems they have left for good"
A skinny young man in sailor uniform put down his binoculars and turned towards a middle aged man with a ragged appearance and just from his physique, he's seen his better days.
Which is not befitting for someone with the highest rank in the vessel.
The old man just nodded with a sigh, and just the expression on his face, someone would quickly notice that he's conflicted about something.
"With all due respect, but was it wise to not immediately contact them, sir? There's a good chance that they already know that there are survivors living in this vessel" said the young man, as he's really confused about why their Captain didn't take the initiative to make contact with Alex and the others earlier.
After all, it's not like there aren't any survivors on land that hadn't seen them before.
The old man just subtly smiled at the young man's words and said, "Don't worry, they will come back"
"How do you know that sir?"
"Gut feeling kid"
The young man has a confused look on his face while the old man just smiled like an amicable old man.
"Really?"
The young man was skeptical. After all, in his head, those people were their path to their survival as their appearance here is already a clear indication that there's a survivor camp out there and with a military might capable of taking on the menace of this world.
And obviously, the young man came to that conclusion when he saw that weird looking aircraft that looked like something that came out of a movie.
"Haha, it's called a gut feeling kid. You'll understand what I mean when you are old enough and had seen more of what the world can offer"
The old man soon then left the bridge after a hearty laugh.
"I hope so, because our food reserve for this month is running out soon, and that mutated zombie that can control other zombies out there already couldn't wait to get his hands on us if we ever disembark on land again"
"I just wonder what's that zombie's deal that it continuously targets us every time we scavenge supplies on land. Just what is it that it's so attracted to us?"
The young sailor just sighed to himself and sat on the chair at the side, and kept a lookout at the surrounding waters.
Somewhere inside the ship.
"Just what kind of plant have you become?"
The old captain gazed at the small bonsai tree lying on the desk in front of him, and what's weird is that it had beared fruits that had a similar appearance to a Clementine.
The old man sighed helplessly to himself because he had long had a hunch that this bonsai tree is the reason why that mutated zombie kept going after them, and had been camping on them ever since.
And at the same time, he doesn't dare to ingest any of its fruits as he doesn't know what might become of him if he does.
"But those people from that strange looking aircraft, they might know something about it. And if they do, then we can use this bonsai tree as a ticket for us to join them. I just hope it's something good because I'm already out of ideas, and the ship is already on its last straw because we can't repair some of its damaged parts as we can't properly scavenge the materials from the other ships because of that damnable zombie!"
The amicable look on the old man was suddenly replaced by hatred when he remembered the people who died because of that zombie who had been hunting them down!
And he wanted revenge more than any other!
Soon after that, the old man closed the door of his room and soon went to bed.
Around the ship, multiple faint snoring sounds could be heard, along with whispers of people talking to each other, and through the dimly lit surroundings, anyone would see the skinny bodies sleeping on the cold hard floors.
And while all of that was happening, two of the groups of survivors who had followed Alex to the base had already escaped to different directions, while the remaining group of six survivors remained behind.
"Aren't we gonna escape too?" said one of them in a panicky voice.
"No, we'll stay here, and behind the safety of the walled encampment"
One of the women replied with a voice full of confidence before she turned around and started walking toward the gate.
"What the hell are you talking ab-ohhh!"
One of them was about to angrily retort to her when the gate that they had thought was closed before actually opened up a bit from slight push from the woman which made the man and the rest flabbergasted.
"Told ya that it was wisest thing that we remained behind"
The woman turned her head towards them with a proud smile on her face, and then gave the gate a powerful push as the view inside slowly came into their view.
"Oh my god, yes! How did you know that it was actually open!? I'm pretty sure it was closed earlier and wouldn't even budge no matter how hard we tried to open it" asked one of them.
The woman just smiled but she didn't quickly give an answer as her gaze remained at the horde in the distance, "Bring the cars inside first. We'll talk about it later"
After that, all of them scrambled and drove their two vehicles inside before closing the gate and made sure it was locked tightly so no one could enter anymore after them.
And when they finally did that, they felt that their bodies were washed with relief behind the safety of the almost five meter tall concrete wall.
Soon after, the woman told them that she had actually noticed a shadow under the gate when they were arguing earlier, and whoever it was that left then, she suddenly had a hunch and finally discovered that the gate was actually open when she gave it a slight push, but she didn't share her discovery to the others.
"So that's the reason why you were so adamant earlier that we should leave last"
Realization finally dawned on them when they remembered how angry she was trying to convince them earlier and they also felt lucky that they listened to her.
"Happy now? Now, let's go look around the place and see what they left behind. I'm pretty sure that they didn't bring everything with them when they left"
Saying that, she scanned their surroundings before her eyes landed on the cargo truck in the middle of the place.
"Let's start with that truck, there should be something inside, and the others should look for a place where we can sleep for the night"
"Okay!"
Soon, they split into two groups, one group went to look for the sleeping quarters while the others group made their way towards the truck.
"F-food! Th-there's a lot of food inside! Hahaha, yes!"
"Shut up, lower your voice, you dumbas*!"
The woman angrily scolded the man for being loud, and even though the man was angry, he didn't say anything as he can only let her be proud this time because she had just saved them from their dangerous predicament,..for now that is.


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The most feared Assassin in the world died because of vengeance. 

What he didn't expect was instead of being sent to the nether world, he instead woke up on his younger self all before the time he became an Assassin. 

Instead of going back to the life of living in the shadows. He instead decided to lead a new normal life this time and play the newly released Virtual Game, Fate Online! 

Let's watch as he change the things that isn't supposed to happen while changing his fate along with it and watch him, on the road to becoming a top professional player.

Note: The Female Lead would have its own narration along in the story.

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Meanwhile.
Inside the isolated navy vessel near the bay.
"Sir, it seems they have left for good"
A skinny young man in sailor uniform put down his binoculars and turned towards a middle aged man with a ragged appearance and just from his physique, he's seen his better days.
Which is not befitting for someone with the highest rank in the vessel.
The old man just nodded with a sigh, and just the expression on his face, someone would quickly notice that he's conflicted about something.
"With all due respect, but was it wise to not immediately contact them, sir? There's a good chance that they already know that there are survivors living in this vessel" said the young man, as he's really confused about why their Captain didn't take the initiative to make contact with Alex and the others earlier.
After all, it's not like there aren't any survivors on land that hadn't seen them before.
The old man just subtly smiled at the young man's words and said, "Don't worry, they will come back"
"How do you know that sir?"
"Gut feeling kid"
The young man has a confused look on his face while the old man just smiled like an amicable old man.
"Really?"
The young man was skeptical. After all, in his head, those people were their path to their survival as their appearance here is already a clear indication that there's a survivor camp out there and with a military might capable of taking on the menace of this world.
And obviously, the young man came to that conclusion when he saw that weird looking aircraft that looked like something that came out of a movie.
"Haha, it's called a gut feeling kid. You'll understand what I mean when you are old enough and had seen more of what the world can offer"
The old man soon then left the bridge after a hearty laugh.
"I hope so, because our food reserve for this month is running out soon, and that mutated zombie that can control other zombies out there already couldn't wait to get his hands on us if we ever disembark on land again"
"I just wonder what's that zombie's deal that it continuously targets us every time we scavenge supplies on land. Just what is it that it's so attracted to us?"
The young sailor just sighed to himself and sat on the chair at the side, and kept a lookout at the surrounding waters.
Somewhere inside the ship.
"Just what kind of plant have you become?"
The old captain gazed at the small bonsai tree lying on the desk in front of him, and what's weird is that it had beared fruits that had a similar appearance to a Clementine.
The old man sighed helplessly to himself because he had long had a hunch that this bonsai tree is the reason why that mutated zombie kept going after them, and had been camping on them ever since.
And at the same time, he doesn't dare to ingest any of its fruits as he doesn't know what might become of him if he does.
"But those people from that strange looking aircraft, they might know something about it. And if they do, then we can use this bonsai tree as a ticket for us to join them. I just hope it's something good because I'm already out of ideas, and the ship is already on its last straw because we can't repair some of its damaged parts as we can't properly scavenge the materials from the other ships because of that damnable zombie!"
The amicable look on the old man was suddenly replaced by hatred when he remembered the people who died because of that zombie who had been hunting them down!
And he wanted revenge more than any other!
Soon after that, the old man closed the door of his room and soon went to bed.
Around the ship, multiple faint snoring sounds could be heard, along with whispers of people talking to each other, and through the dimly lit surroundings, anyone would see the skinny bodies sleeping on the cold hard floors.
And while all of that was happening, two of the groups of survivors who had followed Alex to the base had already escaped to different directions, while the remaining group of six survivors remained behind.
"Aren't we gonna escape too?" said one of them in a panicky voice.
"No, we'll stay here, and behind the safety of the walled encampment"
One of the women replied with a voice full of confidence before she turned around and started walking toward the gate.
"What the hell are you talking ab-ohhh!"
One of them was about to angrily retort to her when the gate that they had thought was closed before actually opened up a bit from a slight push from the woman which made the man and the rest flabbergasted.
"Told ya that it was wisest thing that we remained behind"
The woman turned her head towards them with a proud smile on her face, and then gave the gate a powerful push as the view inside slowly came into their view.
"Oh my god, yes! How did you know that it was actually open!? I'm pretty sure it was closed earlier and wouldn't even budge no matter how hard we tried to open it" asked one of them.
The woman just smiled but she didn't quickly give an answer as her gaze remained at the horde in the distance, "Bring the cars inside first. We'll talk about it later"
After that, all of them scrambled and drove their two vehicles inside before closing the gate and made sure it was locked tightly so no one could enter anymore after them.
And when they finally did that, they felt that their bodies were washed with relief behind the safety of the almost five meter tall concrete wall.
Soon after, the woman told them that she had actually noticed a shadow under the gate when they were arguing earlier, and whoever it was that left then, she suddenly had a hunch and finally discovered that the gate was actually open when she gave it a slight push, but she didn't share her discovery to the others.
"So that's the reason why you were so adamant earlier that we should leave last"
Realization finally dawned on them when they remembered how angry she was trying to convince them earlier and they also felt lucky that they listened to her.
"Happy now? Now, let's go look around the place and see what they left behind. I'm pretty sure that they didn't bring everything with them when they left"
Saying that, she scanned their surroundings before her eyes landed on the cargo truck in the middle of the place.
"Let's start with that truck, there should be something inside, and the others should look for a place where we can sleep for the night"
"Okay!"
Soon, they split into two groups, one group went to look for the sleeping quarters while the other group made their way towards the truck.
"F-food! Th-there's a lot of food inside! Hahaha, yes!"
"Shut up, lower your voice, you dumbas*!"
The woman angrily scolded the man for being loud, and even though the man was angry, he didn't say anything as he can only let her be proud this time because she had just saved them from their dangerous predicament,..for now that is.


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Opening the book she questioned what it would be this night, another damsel in distress? Maybe a siren would lure a sailor to the deeps of the sea, maybe it's a vampire in the night, perhaps werewolves even. She didn't particularly care as long as the book drew her in. Beginning to read in the light of the night, the moon shining just enough so she could have her read. Her eyes slowly dozing off and starting to fall asleep. Forgetting to put the book away until the sound of it hitting a zombie woke her up. 

She slammed her fist against the tree looking down at the zombie it hit. The damn thing getting back up to scratch the tree she was in. However when the branches above her snapped she really got freaked. 

Looking up she could have sworn she saw four eyes looking down at her. But by the time she blinked they weren't there anymore. She looked around her, "It's dark I'm just imagining things." She comforted herself before another sound of a branch snapping came to her ears, "No... no..." she kept thinking.

Shaking her head she took another look around, there was nothing there! Was she finally losing it? Was that it?

That thing, alien or whatever couldn't have followed her, it ate already and let her go. Did he have a thing over being seen and came to finish the job he didn't start or something? No, maybe it was squirrel or a bird perhaps. Maybe even her imagination, everything was surely fine.

But she continued hearing the same sounds over and over again, something was up here with her. No matter where she looked she could never find the damn thing... until the branch she was on shook violently.

Looking up she found him staring back at her. Those menacing four eyes as his arms held onto the branches around him. His tail wrapped around the branch she was on like he'd snap it and throw her down to the zombies. Standing up he slowly inched towards her.

One of his hands moving towards her slowly until landing on her cheek. Rubbing it gently just like she'd done to him hours prior. Staring into her eyes until a growl from bellow erupted in the silence.

It's like the things were yelling at them to come down, they wanted to have them for dinner and not in a good way. He stood back and jumped from branch to branch looking down at the zombies before leaving her. 

A part of her kinda expected him to be some night in shining armor, coming to save her from the beasts. But he wasn't, he'd eat her up if he wanted to no doubt about it. And just as he had appeared he left, already out of sight and nowhere to be spotted soon.

The night, however, was cruel to her, leaving her sore all over and barely having slept a few hours. By the time the sun was up, all zombies had given up chase on her, leaving to bother someone else. All seemingly quiet except for a few early birds chirping around. What a pretty sound they made...

Making her way down and inspecting the area before she set foot on the ground. What was once her book laying as a cluster of pieces on the ground? Leaving it there she began walking, today she'd find something to eat, or at the very least some water. 

The heat was getting to her, feeling drained and exhausted from her walk, and worse, the hunger made it unbearable. Walking still another hour before finding a nice stream of water. Filling her bottle up to the top, it was better than nothing. Drinking until she was satisfied, trying to numb the hunger for a while. Everything around her so quiet but she couldn't see to enjoy it. Her eyes were feeling heavy and she could barely focus on things. 

A zombie running up behind her without her noticing. Luckily it bit into her backpack when it launched at her. Digging its teeth into the thing, she didn't have a weapon so the first thing she did was push the thing off her. Scrambling away and grabbing a big enough rock, getting the zombie on the floor and smashing its head in. Hitting it over and over again until it stopped moving. 

She felt her arms numb from how many times she hit him, standing up starting and inspecting her immediate area. All empty, good nothing else to worry about. Grabbing her backpack she saw the holes the damn thing left, nothing was damaged at least. 

But eventually, she'd have to get a new backpack, it was only a matter of time before the hole ripped it all apart. Placing it back on her shoulder she continued walking. Looking at her now blood-stained hands, Smudging it against her clothes in an attempt to get them clean. 

Her eyes back ahead of her she noticed a large group of bushed, having berries hang off them. Yes! She thought running towards it, examining the berries color, the plant, and a few other varying factors. Determining them edible she started eating. Sure they didn't provide a whole lot of calories but it was the only thing she had. 

Stuffing her face until she couldn't have another one, remember that she was carrying a small bag with her. She'd take as many as she could fit in it, and hope there were enough berries for her to take. She could even stay around the area a while, there wasn't much zombie activity, didn't look like there where people nearby and as long as her night guest didn't come back it was perfect. There might even be a house nearby, where she could potentially stay. 

A smile gracing her lips as she finished getting berries and put it in her bag. Finally, some peace and quiet where she could actually enjoy the world around her again.

Carisa's been running for her life the past two years. Loosing her loved ones and anyone she grows close to. The apocalypse was caused by an alien raise coming to earth and proclaiming they'll fix the planet. Their way to 'fix' it being destroying humanity with a plague. However they didn't expect the human body to be as persistent as it is, the infection they spread mutating and making humans reanimate with a hunger for flesh. 

They thought they could contain it, control it even, but it's spreading faster than they thought. The world is dying faster than ever before. And Carisa only want to survive, to make it to the next day, bumping into an Alien she thought she'd be petrified. But upon further inspection... their not that much different that humans. Curiosity at its peek with both of them she gains a tail always creeping behind her. The aliens just won't let her go.

Warning not a happy ever after (contains various endings, at least one considered a happily ever after)
Book is under editing so some things might change. 

Story is written on my free time so it has a lot of typos, sorry.

Book cover made by: @tinybandaid on instagram

"I urge you again my lady," Bon said, standing by his horse. "Please, call off this chase. With the enemy we made of that council woman, we should stay and prepare to defend ourselves."
"If I'm not here then she won't come for me," Reckless replied. Sniffing, she checked the saddle of her horse and then mounted the beast in one swift movement.
Bon sighed. He hadn't believed he could change her mind, but it was worth one final shot. Nodding at the guard captain, who was remaining behind to guard the manor, he mounted his own steed. The guard lieutenant was in charge of the half dozen mercenaries that would form their escort. The fighters were the best he could hire, but even so he was concerned. The object of Lady Nothing's attentions had proven to be an incredibly dangerous foe, although Bon wasn't really sure he had to be a foe. He determined to try and convince Reckless to try a more subtle approach if, and more likely, when they caught up with him. 
It was simply too costly in men otherwise. 
The small party moved out, passing through the ground's main gates, horses steaming in the early morning air. They made a steady pace through the early traffic, passing through the south gate with no interference. 
Bon wondered how many spies were watching their departure. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and looked at the road ahead instead. Enough to worry about with this wizard they were chasing. 
He settled himself into his saddle as the group increased their speed slightly. Adventure awaited, no doubt. 
Bon rather wished adventure would carry on without him.
~ * ~ 
"Well, look who deigns to visit the peasants," Reginald said, as Urt entered the small barn behind the Hag's hut. "Your majesty." He performed a mock bow, although he was sitting on a box eating something. 
A compact fire burned in the middle of the stone floor, over which the remains of some kind of small animal hung on a spit. 
"Is that one of the many animals you owe me?" asked Urt.
"No, it was here when we arrived," chirped up Horace. He had been placed on a similar box to the one Reginald was sitting on. Lucy was standing nearby, staring off into space.
Urt looked around. Despite what the were-sheep had said, the barn was probably just as cosy as the main hut. Straw was piled up along two walls, with a partitioned area for the horses. Several sleeping furs were off to one side, although only one looked used. 
"I see you've had a comfortable night then," Urt noted.
"Not as comfortable as all that," Horace replied. "There was this terrible racket coming from the big nob's house."
"Yes," Reginald said, grinning from ear to ear. "Sounded like some brutal fighting. I for one was concerned for your health."
"Oh grow up," Urt replied, both please and annoyed.
"You're blushing," Horace added. 
Reginald made kissing sounds, spitting out food in the process. "Oh Hag dearest!" he mocked. "Do you love me?"
"I'm going to make you all suffer horribly," Urt scowled, only half joking.
"Won't be as bad as listening to that last night." Reginald went back to eating.
"Come on," Urt said. "The Hag's told me how to get to Banesville. We should get moving. Stop stuffing your face and put the fire out. Lucy, take Horace and ready the horses."
"Yes master," the small zombie said.
In short order, the group was ready to move. They led the horses around to the road. Urt looked at the front door of the Hag's hut, but of her there was no sign. He sighed. She'd made it clear that she wouldn't be mourning his departure. 
"You okay boss?" asked Reginald, in a moment of actual concern.
"I'll be fine. Ships that pass in the night, sort of thing."
"I've never seen a ship," the were-sheep replied. 
"I think I have," Horace chirped up from his bag. "I might have been a sailor when I was alive. I'm sure I have sea legs, or had."
"What happened to the rest of him anyway?" Reginald asked Urt. 
"There was a technical issue raising him," Urt replied. "Necromancer stuff, you wouldn't understand." In truth, Horace's head was the only thing that had re-animated when he'd tried to raise him, for some odd reason. Urt had decided to cut the body away before Horace had become fully aware of his surroundings, rather than dispose of the even limited success. Horace had been the last zombie, or part zombie, he'd managed to raise. It was embarrassing. 
"So, why don't you raise some more zombies then?" asked Reginald, pushing ahead blindly.
"I need bodies first," Urt said. "And ingredients. And time and a place. None of which I have at the moment." He gave Horace's bag a glare, daring him to speak. 
"I bet you're looking forward to Banesville then," Reginald went on, cheerfully. "No doubt they will have all those things."
"Maybe." Urt pondered this statement. He was hoping that Mangle was there, and he'd have an explanation for his... issue. 
They trotted on in silence for a while, meeting no one, which wasn't surprising, considering it lead to Mudrut. After about an hour, Urt pulled up and examined the side of the road.
"What are we looking for?" asked Reginald.
"There's a turning off to Banesville, but it's masked in some fashion. The Hag said I should be able to see it, but I can't."
"Are you sure you're looking on the right side?" asked Horace.
"Don't be foo... Oh." Urt stopped as he concentrated on the left side of the track and saw a definite shimmering to his magical senses. 
"Hah, I knew it," the zombie head crowed.
"Alright, alright," Urt scowled. "Anyone can make a mistake sometimes. Hold on a second." He muttered the incantation the Hag had given him, and the undergrowth wobbled and vanished, to reveal a fairly narrow, but well worn track leading west.
"Interesting," Reginald said. "You passed this twice without seeing it." 
"I wasn't looking before," Urt replied. "Come on, it only stays clear for a minute."
He kicked his horse into motion, and they headed off, towards Banesville, city of Necromancers.


ZOMBIES!!  Undead monsters or simply misunderstood?

Follow the exploits of a group of dead and half dead, as they rampage across the realm, looking for their enslaver!

Horror!  Gore!  Action!  Humour!  Romance!  Adventure! 
 Almost none of these things are present. But why take my word for it?  See for yourself!  

First hit's free!  ;)

Old Zhong vanished as quickly as a wisp of smoke. Even if Meng Qi exhausted all his strength and used Moves of Wind-god's Legs to go after him, he wouldn't be able to catch up to Old Zhong. He didn't want to do it anyway. He wasn't a true swordsman like Jiang Zhiwei, who had the courage to challenge the strong and would rather break than bend. Unless necessary, he wouldn't recklessly challenge such a fearsome person with overwhelming realm and strength.
Considering his current strength, he probably couldn't defeat the poorest Half-step Exterior Scenery master even if he used a Precious Weapon or employ all sorts of tricks. He might have a chance if he happened to encounter someone who could be restrained by the Buddha's Lamp. Besides, why should he risk his life to fight Old Zhong who knew the Kung Fu of Heaven and Demon for no particularly important reason?
"Even a lunatic has his romance…" Meng Qi recalled what Old Zhong had whispered. He then turned away to examine each body.
Yao Xingliu seemed like he was about to speak but hesitated. Inexperienced as he was, he was frightened by the many bodies that looked either wretched or strange. Finally, he left the forest of corpses in disappointment and sat near the fire in a daze. Li Chong, after experiencing many ups and downs tonight, became numb and stopped worrying about the dead bodies. He accompanied Meng Qi to examine the bodies to try and please the new arrester.
Unfortunately for them, there were no other clues. Meng Qi shook his head and walked toward the fire. Most of the courtyard had collapsed with cracks appearing everywhere. The entire place looked messy.
He was grateful that they didn't encounter an Exterior master like the Crying Elder. Youth Yao might be able to survive, but definitely not Old Li…
In a normal fight between Exterior masters, the involved area would be less than 10 percent of the affected area. That was helpful for the concentration of strength. Only someone with special arts like the Crying Elder would enlarge the involved area as much as possible to absorb the greatest amount of ghosts, thus promoting the effectiveness of his moves. Of course, if both sides were well-matched in strength, the mutual containment would make it difficult to precisely control each move. Thus, the involved area would be greatly enlarged. Such a fight might even destroy an entire city and cut off rivers.
The zombie of the Swordsman of Ning Province was probably at the normal level of a primary Exterior master. It was more powerful than Murky's zombie, who was a bastard without tricks and Precious Weapons. And its affected area was most definitely be far smaller than that of the Crying Elder. Besides, the latter was facing enemies much weaker than himself. He was able to control his moves and concentrate his strength in a very small area to prevent celestial changes over a large area, lest he drew Mr. Cui's attention.
It was for these two reasons that Li Chong was fortunate enough to survive and Youth Yao was able to draw his sword to help them.
Yang Xingliu asked after a short silence, "Was that the Iron Fist of Nine Great Mountains earlier?"
The influence of the Zhen Wu Sect encompassed the southern part of Hua Province and the northern part of Ning Province, so he was familiar with the Swordsman of Ning Province.
Meng Qi once again felt upset thinking how it was Zhang Yuanshan who had introduced the Swordsman of Ning Province and the Iron Fist of Nine Great Mountains to him and others. "Yes, I suspect that it was the Swordsman of Ning Province."
"There's a rumor that those killed by the Life-changing Sect will be resurrected and become ghosts. It seems to be true." Yao Xingliu's baby face betrayed his show of experience. "But I don't think the Swordsman of Ning Province seems truly dead… "
The Swordsman of Ning Province was neither fully human or a ghost, hanging on only with a sliver of a breath. It wasn't only Meng Qi who thought that. Even a half-baked Taoist like Youth Yao thought so.
But that didn't seem right. How could a dead person retain his memories? If the Swordsman of Ning Province was really dead, his soul would be gone and his heart would wither. How could he still have his memories?
Even if he survived to become a zombie or ghost, his memories of his lifetime would be buried at the bottom of his 'heart' along with the fragmented imprint of Samsara. It couldn't be awakened by Meng Qi. Therefore, this proved that the Swordsman of Ning Province didn't actually die. Instead, he was stuck in a state between life and death with his memories removed and his wisdom restrained. He could be considered a zombie. This might be the distinctive feature of the arts of Life-changing Sect.
"Exactly. All the Exterior masters killed by the Life-changing Sect can become zombies. The sect can control these zombies that maintained most of their original strength. The more Exterior masters they kill, the more powerful they become. This is too alarming. We must take action," Meng Qi answered righteously as if he was speaking on behalf of the parliament and martial artists community.
Yao Xingliu nodded solemnly. "I'll report this to my sect."
It was terrifying to even think how many people had the Life-changing Sect killed over the years!
But the sect moved in the shadows and the appearances of zombies were also altered. They also never leave any survivors. That was why they had never been exposed until this moment.
"I'll also draw up an official document and send it to Luoyang," Meng Qi said seriously. "There isn't much for us to gather here. Let's return to town."
Yao Xingliu and Li Chong absolutely agreed with this suggestion.
Yao Xingliu retained his silence all the way. When they entered the town and were about to part ways, he finally spoke via Secret Voice-sending."You… You're Su Meng, the Killing Blade, aren't you?"
The sword and knife pair, the realm of enlightenment, the superior strength, and the surname of Su. Li Chong might be too inexperienced to figure out his identity, but Youth Yao was smart. Naturally, he would realize the truth.
Considering how Youth Yao didn't run away earlier, Meng Qi felt assured by his personality and ethics. He sighed and said, "Killing Blade."
It was useless to deny it anyway.
"No wonder… I'll definitely challenge you next time if I get the chance!" Yao Xingliu then turned away in high spirits.
He had been wondering where did his Senior Brother Zhang found such a friend. If there was a young master that was strong enough to be on the ranking list appeared in Zhenwu, how could a kungfu-infatuated person like him be unaware of it?
It seemed that his senior met him during his journey to the Shaolin Temple. His surname came from his name, Su Meng.
"Old Li, where did Xiao Yue get her impartation of adventure?" Meng Qi had only gone through the brief introduction of Xiao Yue in the confidential file. He didn't know the details.
Having been an arrester in Yangxia for years, Li Chong knew this without needing to go through any files. "It's said to be one of the Dongyang God's cottages."
"Dongyang God…" Meng Qi had to carefully rack his brain to recall who this person was.
At the start of the medieval times following the end of the ancient times, the Human Sovereign overwhelmed the world with his deterrence. The strong men of the human tribe emerged one after another, with Dongyang God being one of them. Even if he couldn't be considered the best, he was definitely at the Dharmakaya level. He was said to be related to the Sacred Sovereign and Qi who succeeded the throne after Human Sovereign passed.
"There aren't any other finds in the cottage?" Meng Qi asked in confusion. How could there only be a practice of sword dance and a Qianyuan Composing Bead?
Li Chong shook his head. "I'm not sure. The cottage seems to open only to those destined for it. Even Xiao Yue failed to find the entrance a second time. Exterior masters from Zhenwu, Huanyuan Zheng, Pingjin Cui and our Six Fan School went to search it but somehow found nothing."
"I see…" Meng Qi stopped asking. After returning to the Six Fan School, he immediately took out his official seal of Green Ribbon and activated the misty blue light, shocking the arrester on night duty. He found Governor Zheng and asked him to take out the paper and writing brush designed for the formation of On Board for Thousands of Miles.
The On Board for Thousands of Miles formation allowed someone or something to travel thousands of miles in an instant but was limited to special items or masters with similar Exterior magic talents. It cost a lot to just use it once. It was exclusive to the Six Fan School. The arrangement in each Yamen was incomplete for the sake of confidentiality and economization, with the core being the headquarters in Luoyang. This formation could only be activated with a special seal.
"… must order the nearby four provinces and the River East to be on strict guard against Old Zhong and the Swordsman of Ning Province. One is cruel and the other has defective intelligence…" Meng Qi reported everything he had experienced tonight, including the zombie of the Life-changing Sect. He only hid the truth about his Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth, claiming to suffer from counter charge after losing control.
"Is it okay?" Meng Qi passed the official document to Old Li and asked him to sign it. He did this for two reasons. First, he wanted to increase the credibility of the report by making Old Li a part of ti. Second, he wanted to give partial credit to him and Governor Zheng.
Li Chong trembled with excitement. He signed his name after a quick glance, before passing it to Zheng Jushan.
How could Zheng Jushan resist the request of Green-ribbon Arrester Su? Besides, he was satisfied that he was given partial credit. He immediately signed his name.
Meng Qi watched them and smiled happily. It made such a difference being in an organization. All information about his kungfu came from him and he could conceal everything he wanted to be hidden.
After sending out the official document, he said, "Old Zhong's trail has gone cold so now we must turn our investigation to the Qiu Family. It's imperative for us to make sure which ship Arrester Cai boarded."
"Based on the confidential file, the Qiu family had three ships at the dock that night," Zheng Jushan said respectfully as he went through the confidential file. "Two came from the River East, and one from Yedu."
"Then it should be one of the two ships from the River East." Meng Qi made a simple and clear judgment. He knew both Zheng Jushan and Li Chong could make a similar deduction but simply waited for him to say it.
"Green-ribbon Su, you're wise," Li Chong instantly complimented him. "That means we only need to check the two ships at night."
Zheng Jushan frowned. "It's been more than a month. The Qiu family would likely have removed any traces left. What's more, one of the ships has gone to the River East loaded with cargo. Why don't we just arrest some people and interrogate them?"
"It doesn't matter. Let's just go to the dock and do a case reconstruction," Meng Qi said, looking like a famous detective. The only thing he lacked was a pipe in his mouth.
Case reconstruction… What was that? Experienced in investigations as they were, Zheng Jushan and Li Chong had never heard this word.
Soon, night fell and the three of them made their way to the dock.
"The sailor saw Arrester Cai get off the Qiu family's ship before walking here and crashing into him. Now we're walking the same path that he did," Meng Qi said, leading Zheng Jushan and Li Chong to act out the role of a sailor.
There were plenty of ships at the Yangxia dock, one towering over another so much that it restricted one's vision. Following after Meng Qi, Zheng Jushan and Li Chong discovered the clue after taking just a few steps.
"In the sailor's vision, he could only see one ship of Qiu Family!" Zheng Jushan said in a deep voice. From this position, he saw junks standing in great numbers, mostly covering the spot where the three ships of Qiu family had been moored.
Li Chong finally understood what was case reconstruction. He said in amazement, "The ship came from the River East and is now under repair in the shipyard."
He had memorized the information inside the confidential file.
"There's a clue as expected," Meng Qi said, barely hiding his excitement. He led the two of them to the nearby shipyard in a hurry. Together, they sneaked inside the poorly guarded junk.
The place was clean without any clues. However, he soon found a ship so badly damaged that they hadn't finished repairing it after more than a month.
"The damage isn't from a fight…" Zheng Jushan made a conclusion.
Li Chong squatted down and checked the ship. "It's damaged from the inside. Seems that it has reached an unbearable limit."
It suddenly occurred to Meng Qi that Arrester Cai had gone to Yangxia from the River East in half a month. "This ship should be the one that sailed speedily back to Yangxia in half a month with the help of external force."
"It's possible!" Zheng Jushan and Li Chong instantly thought the unique timing of the case: half a month.
"The Qiu family was in such a hurry. What actually happened?" Zheng Jushan frowned. In the past month, Qiu Fei looked calm and showed no even a hint of anxiety.
Meng Qi paused for a moment. "This case implicates many. You two should return. I'll question the Qiu family servant guarding the junk."
"Yes, Green Ribbon." They didn't dare to say anything else.
Meng Qi soon caught a servant without being noticed. He asked, projecting his powerful will, "Did you travel here from the River East on this junk?"
"Yes," the servant answered honestly.
"Did you notice anything unusual?" Meng Qi continued to ask.
The servant answered without hesitation, "We sailed extremely fast at night because we were worried about enemies catching up to us."
"Enemies?" Meng Qi asked, raising an eyebrow.
The servant said, "Master said there were enemies."
"Why would there be enemies? Did you hear anything?"Meng Qi asked.
The servant shook his head. "I don't know. But once when I was on night duty, I fell asleep despite not feeling sleepy. In a daze, I noticed Master fighting the enemies on the river and they mentioned something like Dongyang and the Dongyang Villa…"
The Dongyang Villa… Meng Qi took a deep breath.


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


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