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0ne.

Torai!

Continental forces bite the troops back a bit.

In the meantime, Bae-ryeong laughed while holding the navel.

-I'll call you Kim Tora!

'Ah, please stop ... . '

I sighed inside.

'Do you know how many nicknames you have already given me? Kim Zombie. Zombie King. Kim To Lai. I'll fill up all the A4 paper with my real nickname. '

-Uh, that's good. Gaaz! Dorai's Kaz-A-ah with dozens of nicknames !!

The sky was filled with the sound of laughter.

But fortunately, this world was not the only one who made fun of me.

[Clear the Boss stage.]

The voice of the tower.

The voice also reminded me that I had hit the 20th stage completely. Like I did when I cleared the tenth stage, aka Hellfire Mansion.

[The attacker is the king.]

[1 person.]

I slowly looked up.

A blue sky spread between the branches and leaves of the acacia.

[Measuring clear compensation.]

[Measurement complete.]

[Reward will be given after entering the 21st floor after 24 hours. ]

okay.

I smiled hard.

'What, what are you doing? Anyway, I did my job. '

-Uh. Do you feel confident?

'I cleared the 20th floor the way I wanted.'

I will not let anyone die.

That was my goal.

Looking back, how ridiculous was it?

'Not one Hunter died while I attacked the 20th floor.'

Demon Lord of the Autumn Rain. I was caught in the deceit of the throne which fell into my back, and the devastation that the hunters doubted and killed among themselves disappeared.

I had cut off the tragedy itself in advance.

'No single empire or continent was dead.'

As time stopped, I fought for this world.

'And… . '

Raise right hand and put on someone's head.

'I collected this guy too.'

Devilfish.

The prisoner, who was imprisoned in my shadow, sat down on the street and stared intently at the continent.

In history, the soldiers burned down her little home.

But today's history has not been repeated. The moment the Paladin kneel, the continent's armies retreated. Believing that I was an apostle of the goddess, I gave up my mission.

Paradise was kept.

'This is what I think alone.'

Quietly stroking the Devil's head.

'Perhaps this 20th floor is… It would have broken by itself if I just stood by. I didn't have to step out. '

-Huh? Why?

'That's why [the ending] is a town burning off.'

ending.

So far, I realized while targeting the stage. Top does not choose between happy ending and bad ending. If it's just a good ending, it will accept any ending.

'Or Yu-ha couldn't even wake up to the 40th floor.'

Even if you smash the dolls of the Infernal Mansion like a flame.

Or like me, play with them for a while.

Either way, it is recognized as a [ending].

'So this is not the world the tower has set.'

I turned my head to look at the village.

'It's not the end you can't help choosing.'

Where the wheat ripens yellow under the sky.

It's quiet and stubborn, but it's about the frosts of children. A blindfolded old man sits in front of an orchard and smokes.

A refuge for the sick who have no way to recover.

'It's the ending I chose.'

today.

It won't rain in the sky.

The fire will not burn on the ground.

-indeed…

Why?

As I was so proud of my emotions, Bae Hao-yeong had a subtle look. Wouldn't it be like looking at a sad child? 'What's wrong?'

-no. This is the ending you chose.

Hwang Ho-ryeong pointed his finger somewhere.

-That's part of the ending you've chosen.

There was Yoo Ha.

"Hook! Siberal, bastard! Can't stop this !? uh !? Stop right now --- Fuck! Why don't you stop this ?!"

To be more specific, there was still Yoo Soo Ha dancing Cossack.

The mouth of a beautifully ripened rural village. There was a handsome man crying out alone in the midst of a landscape painting where the sky was blue and petals fell to the ground.

It was a masterpiece that seemed to get tens of millions of views when uploaded to the internet as a video.

'Huh? What is that about? '

I smiled at my head.

'Aren't you super beautiful?'

-This guy is Kim Tora… .

The background muttered.

It was then.

[Today.]

[20th floor stage cleared]

The voice rang between heaven and earth.

This time it wasn't just me.

[Inform everyone again.]

[Today, the 20th floor stage has been cleared.]

Official announcement.

Perhaps the same voice is spreading all over the tower, as in the tenth stage.

"Ah."

I tasted it.

'It's wasteful.'

-what?

'There is no internet here.'

Now my smartphone was sleeping in my backpack. 5 days in the real world. But by the time I've spent, I haven't touched my phone for hundreds of days.

The only area where the Internet is accessible from the tower is the first to tenth floors.

'You must have been really upset on the Internet by now .... "

-Eh? what. Didn't you care about people's reactions now?

'When did I say that?'

-no. You said Do you want to get more recognition from kids like witches and Marcus grandfathers than ordinary people?

'a.'

I shrugged.

'I don't know how ripe it is? Recognition from people like witches and swords. Recognized by the public. I myself have no shame to look up to the sky. '

-Wow. Isn't this a pig? There is so much greed

'Originally, people live with greed.'

Fortunately, I was able to ease the frustration of not seeing the Internet.

[24 hours from now, the 21st floor stage will be opened.]

[20:00]

Pauaat!

Just like last time, fireworks embroidered the sky. When the first flame burst, a clock of light was made. Then, as if waiting for a moment now, two hunters sent here.

"The King!"

It was a witch and gladiator.

The witch flew at once using transition skills. Damn! The witch bent my elbows and embraced my head. And a unique bright smile.

"Crazy! You are really crazy! "

"Ouch. Oh! Hold on, Black Dragon. This hurts unexpectedly… . "

"The kid on the subject! On the topic of a kid who hasn't even eaten yet! "

I tried to rebel but was helpless. 꽈 The power of the witch could not escape from Senji Headlock anyway.

Oh My God. How much did you eat a lot of usual times.

"Really broke the 20th floor in five days! Are you crazy? Are you crazy?

"excuse me. Black Dragon, please calm down. . "

"You don't know how crazy it is at the tower now! Ego!"

The witch showed me something.

It was a smartphone.

Pretend to be 5 years old. On the screen of the cell phone, which says that the battery was cheated, there were internet articles that could not be seen here.

"This… ? "

"I stopped by on the first floor and took pictures!"

The witch was a very excited voice.

"There were so many articles that it was impossible to shoot! sorry! But you have to understand, king. Not only the tower, but also the outside world was upset. Even if you only captured the most clicks, look. So many! "

The witch swiped the phone screen.

There were knight headlines.

-[Breaking News] Fast running horse! The 14th floor is also clear!

-Divine tinnitus is determined to be the king.

-The official announcement of the Black Dragon. Currently there are three teams.

Is the protagonist a sword? Is it a witch? Are you a king?

-[Special] Fourth Intensive Press.

ㆍ

ㆍ

ㆍ

Many.

There were too many headlines so it was impossible to read everything.

"Title is drawn like this."

The witch laughed.

"All I have to talk about you is!"

"uh… . "

"What kind of life did you live from where you came from? How did you get to the tower and how did the rankings hit the top of the list at once? It's really just a story. "

"Wait a second."

I was surprised.

It was not embarrassing because of newspaper articles. It's so natural. In the past five days, the Internet could have been hundreds of thousands of times.

I've been through it once.

So why did I get so bad? .

"You captured all this?"

"Huh!"

The witch nodded.

The headlock was not unlocked and the face was a bit closer.

"Of course!"

"Can you show me?"

"This is. Then why else?

"Well. So… . "

I said narrowing my brow.

"To show me what articles I have now, I deliberately sent them to the first floor, then went to the articles one by one and took a capture… Are you saying? "

"Surely so!"

I imagined

The Hunter ranking second place. The head of the largest guild in the tower.

Such a high man quickly went to the first floor, eagerly flicked his smartphone, snapped the cap, and then came back here to show the screen as if he was proud.

"...."

I imagined pretty scenes. But I still did not understand.

"Why is the Black Dragon Lord such a hard work… ? "

"What is this man really talking about?"

The witch laughed brightly.

"Of course I want to do anything to you!"

"...."

"Oh, don't read the article comments later. It's a job or a scam. Envious humans have just terrorized. "

The witch sighed small.

"They don't know why they do it all the time. How wonderful it is that the dead are zero! Four kings. Don't mind the fish. In the future, I will take charge of the press in Black Dragon. "

What. this person?

Are you an angel?

-Zombie. If you do a little good to you, you'll be an angel… . No matter how poor you lived, be human beings. Why are you so strong in evil, so weak in favor?

If you're not an angel, are you a goddess?

-You're crazy. .

The face of the background is crumpled.

-I thought this child would go crazy someday. I'm finally back.

'Then did you praise me a bit? Do you know how hungry I am for praise? Don't you know how precious little attention is in a bleak everyday life? '

-no. Such a thing… in a bad mood… . I'd rather not be holy.

Hwang Ho-ryeong was really foolish, in vain.

I guess who might be a psychopath.

I assure you that the class hangs on his entire property that he did not have a friend in his lifetime.

-Hey! What are you talking about? I have friends too !?

'Exclude the sword.'

-...

Behind the eyes turned away. It was my quiet victory.

It was not known what the victory was for.

"And look at this too!"

Only then did the witch unlock the headlock.

This time the witch was trying to show me it wasn't the phone screen. Heilongju unpacked a small backpack, took out a thick newspaper.

"character!"

The witch opened the paper newspaper.

"This is the first newspaper from yesterday!"

The content of the article did not come into my eyes.

However, the list that appeared like the front door was shown first.

Above the list was the title [Update Hunter Ranking!].

+

1st. Sword

Second place. Black witch

3rd place. Four kings

4th. count

5th. Heresy Inquisitor

6th place. venomous snake

7th place. Language of Babel

8th. Wide area news agency

9th place. Paladin

+

"...."

I lost my words for a while.

While I was alone in a prison of time and wrestled with the Devil.

What happened in the world below the 12th floor, I now realize.

"This is the first time since the tower is open!"

The witch laughed.

"You're up here all at once outside the ranking ticket!"

The ranking third place.

Just like Hunter's tinnitus, the ranking is also set by the tower.

The ranking so decided is displayed on the monument set up in the first floor open space.

"I don't realize it yet… Go down to Babylon today. You will know immediately who you are. "

widely!

The witch rolled around the newspaper and struck my shoulder.

"Congratulations, King!"

Yes.

"You are now the representative of every hunter!"

The world changed in five days.

Lin Qiao picked up the mat, then walked out of the house and hung it on a handrail outside. After doing this, she broke off a sturdy twig with leaves on it and whacked the bamboo mat hard, sending dust flying into the air.
She instinctively covered her nose before stretching out her hand which was holding the twig and continuing to whack and sweep, even though the dust couldn't cause any irritation obviously.
She stopped until she saw no more dust rising, then turned around and walked back into the room.
This was the only house nearby, so she had no other place to go and search for the things she needed immediately. Besides the mat, she also found a few old clothes there. Some of them were already worn down, but fortunately, a few items were still wearable. Although those were all menswear, she didn't care as she just needed something to cover herself right now, and fashion appropriateness was the last of her worries.
She shook those clothes, stirring up another wave of dust…
At last, Lin Qiao found some pots, pans, and bowls, which she threw into her space along with the other useful articles that she found. The bed, table, chairs, stools, couch, and some other things were also thrown into her space.
After looking around and seeing that she had nearly emptied the house, Lin Qiao turned around and entered her space.
Before this, nothing but grasses had existed in her space. She wouldn't have cared about this if she were alone. She was able to fall asleep by lying randomly on the ground anyway, although zombies didn't seem to need sleep.
But now, she was responsible for a child, and surely couldn't let her sleep on the ground! The child had a blanket before, but she had torn it apart.
Fortunately, some people had lived near this strawberry field before, and a few of their belongings were still useable.
Lin Qiao threw everything she could find into her space and piled them up on a spot far away from her own strawberry field. After returning to her space, she started to get busy with dusting and cleaning those things.
She picked up a piece of rag and wetted it with the lake water, then wiped the bed, tables, chairs, and all the other articles with it. After being done with that, she washed the pots, pans, and bowls. Having washed everything, she dragged the plank bed to a flat area, nipped off a huge bunch of grasses with her fingernails, and laid them on it, followed by putting the bamboo mat on top of the grasses. 
Finishing all of this, she went around to the other side of the lake and gently lifted Wu Yueling, who was still asleep, then walked back and put her onto the bed.
Once lain on the bed, Wu Yueling didn't wake up but unconsciously curled up her body.
Lin Qiao picked up a large cloth, shook off the dust, and then covered her with it. She then turned around and took the other few clothes over to the lake in order to wash them. After washing them, she directly spread them onto the grasses to dry.
Once she had finally finished up with all the cleaning, she then began watering the strawberry plants with a bucket.
She had been so busy that she didn't notice her movements becoming much more flexible, and her body much less stiff than before.
After watering the strawberry plants, she sat on the broken couch to rest.
She truly didn't feel tired. On the contrary, the longer she worked, the more energetic she seemed to feel. She only sat down because there was nothing more for her to do.
Sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, she closed her eyes to get a sense of the situation outside. After finding nothing unusual, she directly exited her space from the couch.
...
It was already very bright outside, which meant that she had spent the whole night cleaning the furniture and other things.
She didn't know if those strawberry plants that she dug up and planted in her space would survive. She was actually not that confident about it.
After leaving her space, Lin Qiao bypassed the area that Wu Chengyue was stationed in. She planned to go into the city first to look for bookstores or supermarkets where she could try and find a map to read.
She casually put on a loose fitting shirt. It was unwashed, but as a zombie, she actually didn't mind this too much.
After getting out of her space, Lin Qiao noticed that her body seemed to be much more relaxed and flexible than before. She was now free to make any movement she wanted. It appeared that the effects of the lightning strike had faded by now.
Clenching her fists, she caught a faint weird feeling for some reason. It was as though her strength had improved quite a lot after being struck by the lightning. Was it true?
With this thought, she immediately stopped moving and glanced at a tree by the roadside, then walked over to it with some hesitation.
Standing under the tree, she popped out her claws. Her pure dark claws were sharp, shining with a metallic luster. She glanced at an arm-thick, three-meters-tall branch on the tree, then suddenly leaped up and slashed at it fiercely.
A cracking sound was heard when the branch fell on the ground, followed by a series of rustling noises caused by the shaking leaves.
Lin Qiao observed the branch that she had cut off, and found the cut to be neat and smooth. It looked like it had been cut by a very sharp blade instead of her fingernails, and that too very quickly.
However, as she observed her claws, she found that they couldn't be considered very long, only around ten centimeters in length. However, the cut edge of the branch had a diameter of about four decimeters. How could her claws create such a smooth cut?
Her claws weren't even long enough to do this! Besides, when she cut the branch with these claws, she didn't feel them coming in contact with anything, even though the branch had indeed been cleanly cut off.
Lin Qiao stared at her claws for quite a while, but couldn't figure out how this could have happened.
She stood up, placed a foot on the tree, then reached out her claws to swing at the branches behind the tree.
This time, she did feel something.
It seemed that a few beams of light flashed inside her claws, and before they even touched the branches, the latter were slide by some kind of air blade.
'So handy!' Lin Qiao looked at her claws as her eyes suddenly glowed with excitement.
She looked at the tree trunk, which was about as thick as a slim woman's waist. After thinking briefly, she raised her hand to swing her claws at it hard. 
Snap!
Hearing a clear snapping sound, Lin Qiao looked at the four deep scratches on the tree trunk, causing her eyes to shine even brighter. She moved closer and observed the depth of these scratches, finding that among the four scratches, the one created by her forefinger was the deepest. Two-thirds of the tree trunk had been cut by it.
She then raised her hand and pressed it against the upper tree trunk to push it hard. She had a great strength, and with her touch, the entire tree slowly fell backward along with a prolonged cracking noise. 
She withdrew her hand, then turned around in satisfaction and walked toward the city. It seemed that the power of her claws had been upgraded again.
However, before she had gotten far, she suddenly sensed a few different vibes around her. Those vibes belonged to a couple of human beings and a very strong zombie! Based on the vibes that she had sensed so keenly, she estimated the zombie to be at the peak of level-four or above!
Moreover, she was somewhat familiar with the vibes of the few human beings. Weren't they the few superpowered men who had tried to block her way yesterday?


Lin Qiao remembers nothing from the past five years since the post-apocalyptic era began. She wakes up only to find herself having become a newborn, superpowered zombie, in a body that used to belong to an evil and notorious woman!

Having kidnapped a girl and raped her father, the previous host met her demise at the very hands of the conspiracies she courted all her life, leaving Lin Qiao no choice but to deal with the consequences while trying to figure out her own past and the fate of her loved ones. 

As for the little girl’s father, can’t he just have a decent fight? He’s a human being, but why is he biting a zombie? She’s the zombie! She’s the one who’s supposed to bite! 

Translated by: Ignis
Edited by: Rango
TLCed by: Shiroyukineko 
(Ignis: The title of this chapt is a classic saying, 螳螂捕蝉,黄雀在后 . It means to pursue a small gain while neglecting a greater danger . ) 
Seeing the royal swordswoman dashing towards him with her large sword, the grey-robed man laughed strangely at the black-robed man: "I'll deal with this little girl . My beast is coincidentally the nemesis of strengthening-type warriors . "
He grasped a strange looking purplish-black magic ball and flew towards the royal swordswoman .
When the royal swordswoman's large sword was about to slash down, countless purplish-black rays of light erupted from the ball, forming a large circle . It actually caused him and the royal swordswoman to disappear at the same time . Yue Yang was startled . They were not in the Demon Abyss but in the Soaring Dragon Continent . How could such a Battlefield of Certain Death exist in here too? It looks like the Dimensional Research in the Demon Abyss was much more advanced than the Soaring Dragon Continent . It was no wonder that the teleportation orbs in the Demon Abyss had such a short activation time . When the black-robed man saw this, he cursed loudly: "That damned Lu Dun! He would go crazy as soon as he sees a woman . He is obviously useless, but he still liked to collect female corpses; what a perverted and abnormal hobby . You think that without your help I wouldn't be able to handle a brat that is still wet behind the ears?"
"May I ask how you are going to deal with me?" Yue Yang curiously asked .
He could not understand it . How could a necromancer that had lost half of his body and was rotting all over, defeat him, who possessed a Gold-ranked Level 3 Bloody Queen?
The black-robed man ignored Yue Yang and summoned his grimoire out quickly instead . Upon seeing his Advanced Silver Grimoire, Yue Yang felt his heartbeat quickened . It looked like he would soon possess another silver grimoire himself . If he could form a contract with all the grimoires he found, and filled them all with beasts that his Spirit Guardian Beasts possessed, he would definitely be able to be triumphant everywhere…As Yue Yang continued to daydream in his mind, he suddenly saw the black-robed necromancer placed his black, bony hand onto his grimoire . In the next moment, black light pervaded the whole space as a Headless Horseman, who had a rotting body and a foul stench, was summoned .
Yue Yang observed with his [Divine Vision] and discovered that this Headless Horseman was actually a Bronze-ranked Level 5 Undead-type beast .
The Headless Horseman did not immediately attack Yue Yang . Instead, he rode his similarly rotting skeletal horse straight towards the group of Level 2 Bony Skeletons .
Raising his large black sword, the Headless Horseman slashed downwards with a heavy force, hacking apart and destroying all of those Bony Skeletons . Extending both of his hands, the Headless Horseman then gathered all the dark green energy orbs that emerged from the Bony Skeletons, before stuffing them into his dilapidated body .
Afterwards, he removed the skull of the Iron-boned Skeleton and fixed it onto his own neck .
The skull shone with a dark green blaze, which disappeared after a while .
Energy began igniting within the eye sockets of the skeletal head .
In an instant, it merged with the Headless Horseman's body and transformed into a Death Knight . The Death Knight had a dark green body and was much stronger in power and capabilities .
The large black sword from before now burned with the green fluorescent light of the corpses, steaming into the air .

The Death Knight's rank soared from it's original Bronze-Ranked Level 5 to Bronze-Ranked Level 6 . Yue Yang clapped loudly as he watched and praised: "Not bad . This method may be a bit weird but it is extremely effective . It looks like the Demon Abyss' research on summoning techniques are indeed more advanced . The human race is lagging behind by a little . "
"You dare to be so arrogant when death is right in front of you?" The black-robed man summoned another gigantic black centipede, which was more than ten metres in length .
This was neither a skeletal beast, nor an Undead-type beast like the Headless Horseman . It was a living-type beast .
It was the Spirit Guardian Beast of the black-robed man .
Likewise, this large Giant Pincer Centipede was a Bronze-ranked Level 6 beast .
With these two Bronze-ranked Level 6 beasts working together against the Gold-ranked Level 3 Bloody Queen, it appeared the strength of either one of them were not inferior in any way . There was a slight disdain in the Bloody Queen's expression, but she did not move to attack .
She flew at a low height, primarily hovering behind Yue Yang .
With the Dragon Slaying Dagger strapped to her waist and Yue Yang's Crescent Blade in her right hand, she was waiting for an opportunity to strike .
She had the overwhelming aura of a Gold King Beast, but against higher leveled beast, the suppressing effect was not that obvious . Furthermore, the Death Knight was an undead, causing the suppressing effect to be reduced even further, making it almost insignificant . As for the Giant Pincer Centipede, it was a Spirit Guardian Beast . Under the command of the black-robed man, it was filled with battle intent and incessantly crawled around the stone ground . Its sharp limbs were like countless knives that flashed with cold glints . Its pair of enormous iron pincers that were even bigger than its head only needs to touch a stone slightly to crush them into powder .
The Bloody Queen did not have much of a suppressing effect on them . However, she was still a Gold King Beast . Even if she was three levels lower, the Death Knight and the Centipede did not dare to attack her rashly .
The black-robed man appeared arrogant, but was actually inwardly vigilant .
He had almost lost his life when he was previously ambushed by the Reaper Mantis .
Now that he was again ambushed by this human brat . He would be an idiot if he still did not increase his vigilance .
"Do you have a Lich Ring?" Yue Yang did not command the Bloody Queen to immediately engage in the battle . Instead, he couldn't stop looking at the hands of the black-robed man .
Among all the treasures in the world, the Lich Ring was the one that Yue Yang was most concerned about .
The reason was simple . The Lich Ring was the same as Storage Rings and had a dimensional storage capability . The only difference was that the storage ring can store anything, including living things, while the Lich Ring could only store articles or corpses that was dead . Storage Rings were sacred treasures that even the Da Xia Empire's Emperor, Jun Wu You did not possess, much less Yue Yang . However, Yue Yang still hoped for a Lich Ring .
Yue Yang was not only a beauty-con; he was also a treasure-con . He adored articles with dimensional storage capabilities, such as the Universal Pouch and the Xu Mi Mustard Seed .
(Ignis: The Qian Kun Bag appears in various Xianxia novels and stories, and has dimensional storage . Shiro – It is also mentioned in chapter 1 . The Xu Mi Mustard Seed comes from a saying which the buddha contained the entire Mount Sumeru (Xu Mi) inside a mustard seed without it changing in size)
It was a pity that although he managed to snatch the old Daoist priest's Universal Pouch it disappeared after he was transported to this world .
If it was assumed that the flying sword became the Heavenly Sword Goddess, then what about the Universal Pouch?

Yue Yang reckoned that it was temporarily safekept by his first wife, the Heavenly Sword Goddess . Or perhaps, that magical dream world that he always go to was actually inside the Universal Pouch .
Yue Yang could not ask the Heavenly Sword Goddess about the whereabouts of the Universal Pouch now . However, he still desired to have Storage Articles .
Storage Rings were essential equipment for family travels, murder and arson, killing monsters and treasure hunting .
How could he do without one?
If he really could not possess one, at the very least he must have a Lich Ring .
Lich Rings were actually the most inferior and the trashiest storage rings . Although the storage space of Lich Rings were not very big and could only hold inanimate objects, there were no such treasure present in the Soaring Dragon Continent . The main reason was because the special-type beasts that had the ability to produce special articles were simply too rare in the Soaring Dragon Continent . Human intelligence was even less capable of producing Storage Rings . For example, the Yue Clan was already quite amazing to be able to produce puppet beasts, thus making it one of the Four Big Clans . However, in the entire Yue Clan, aside from the ghost genius Yue Gong from several hundred years back, no one could figure out the principles behind storage rings… Although the ghost genius Yue Gong had left behind his research insights, nobody could make sense of them .
In comparison to producing puppet beasts, producing sacred level objects like Storage Rings had a difficulty that was worlds apart; it could not even be compared .
Even producing Teleportation Scrolls were extremely difficult for humans, much less producing Dimensional Storage Articles .
The difficulty of the technique was like scaling the sky, and could not be reached by the people of this world .
Thus, there were no storage rings in the Soaring Dragon Continent . Even the trashiest and the most useless Lich Rings were not sold anywhere .
Lich Rings had always been a special treasure that only exist in the Demon Abyss . If humans wanted to possess them, they must first kill a Lich and seize the Lich Ring on the Lich's hands .
Liches, who only contract with Undead-type beasts, needed to store a lot of materials, such as huge dragon skeletons, human skeletons, corpses, demon crystals etc . They required Lich Rings to solve this crucial necessity . Thus, a Lich would generally have a Lich Ring .
"No . " The black-robed man laughed coldly . This brat definitely thinks that Lich Ring are random goods that could be found in roadside stalls . How could they be so easily obtained?
"Then you can die now . " Yue Yang faintly smiled .
He was still smiling in one second, but in the next, he became a horrifying reaper .
Yue Yang's image disappeared and a series of distorted images appeared in midair, as he went straight for the centipede with gigantic pincers . In the air, the Bloody Queen also flapped her wings, shooting out in preparation to form a pincer attack on the Giant Pincer Centipede with Yue Yang .
The black-robed necromancer coldly laughed in his heart . He had been waiting for this .
He ordered the Giant Pincer Centipede to leap highly into the air to welcome the attack . The exoskeleton of the Giant Pincer Centipede was extremely sturdy, hence it was not afraid of knives or axes . Even if it did not resist and just stayed still for this brat to attack, it wouldn't be injured at all . Most importantly, his Giant Pincer Centipede was a Spirit Guardian Beast . Even if it was killed, it could be summoned again; it was not afraid of being hit at all .
"Poof!"
A section of a blade suddenly penetrated through the chest of the Death Knight, who was riding forwards to provide reinforcements .
 
Both he and the skeletal horse crazily shook together . Numerous black and green colored fluorescent light surged out from the wound .
The black-robed man was surprised . He steadied himself and examined, discovering that it was only an illusion that was rushing towards the Giant Pincer Centipede . The real figure of the brat had appeared behind the Death Knight, smiling like a demon . He had impaled the crescent shaped blade through the demon's heart of the Death Knight . The Death Knight, who was produced from the corpse of a demon general, did not fear physical attacks at all . It's only weakness was his demon's heart, which was intentionally situated in the right side of the chest… Aside from himself, nobody knew this secret . How did this brat know about it?
The Hui Jin Magic Blade in Yue Yang's hand was like a hungry tiger pouncing at food, absorbing the energy from the Death Knight's devil heart madly .
No matter if it was the molten core or the demon dragon's crystal, both were drawing energy from the devil heart and trying to restore themselves .
Besides the miniscule corpse qi that it didn't need, the Hui Jin Magic Blade welcomed all other forms of energy .
The Death Knight was struggling for its life, but its struggles were futile .
"Bang!"
It's skull split in an explosion, causing the energy in its body to greatly decrease . The Bronze-ranked Level 6 Death Knight reverted back into the Bronze-ranked Level 5 Headless Horseman . Following which, as it kept on losing its energy, it slowly turned to Bronze-ranked Level 4, Bronze-ranked Level 3, Normal Level 4, Normal Level 3…
When the Hui Jin Magic Blade had absorbed all of its energy, the initially awe-inspiring Death Knight became a pile of rotting meat and bones, collapsing into a scattered mess .
Even the skeletal horse was shattered into dust, becoming a pile of rotten bones and meat like its master…
The black robed necromancer was dumbstruck . Even in his dreams he did not imagine that this smiling murderer of a human brat could actually possess such a horrifying demonic weapon . This demonic weapon was definitely one that possess life . It should be the treasure that he had yearned for even in his dreams . If he could use it to make a Bone Formation Casket, he would probably be able to evolve into an Immortal Lich .
As the black-robed man jealously and greedily gazed at the Hui Jin Magic Blade, it flashed a wave of black smoke and purple flame, steaming continuously .
It slowly began to transform on its own, evolving into a form with greater perfection .
The molten core and the demon dragon's crystal on the two sides began to merge, and vein-like patterns appeared throughout the entire body and edge of the blade .
Turned out that the Hui Jin Magic Blade, which was initially Silver-ranked, had successfully evolved into a Gold-ranked demonic weapon after absorbing the energy from the Death Knight's demon heart .
Yue Yang lifted it up, channeling his innate qi into it . Upon urging the energy in the blade, the purple flame with black smoke surged wildly, as if it wanted to burn the heavens . The energy flames also took the shape of a blazing armor on Yue Yang's arm . Besides increasing his defence, it also greatly increased and added to the strength of his arm .
"That's impossible!" The black-robed necromancer was practically going mad with jealousy .
How could this brat be this lucky?
Not only did he possess a Gold-ranked Level 3 Bloody Queen, he also possessed such a demonic weapon that was able to absorb energy and evolve on its own…
Kill him . Kill him . He must kill the brat himself . He must seize the demonic weapon and refine it into an Bone Formation Casket, that would turn him into an Immortal Lich . Greed filled the black-robed necromancer's entire heart . Suddenly, he heard a miserable screech . When he turned his head to watch, he discovered that there was a dagger impaled into the head of his Giant Pincer Centipede and it was flipping in pain . In an instant, it transformed into a black ray of light, returning into his Silver grimoire .
If it wasn't a guardian beast, it would have definitely died .
The dagger that was impaled into it was the Dragon Slaying Dagger . It can even inflict serious damage on gigantic dragons with just one hit .
Where did this Dragon Slaying Dagger come from?
Before the black-robed necromancer could take the time to comprehend, he felt a huge surge of pain from his back . His whole body was then sent flying outwards, falling heavily onto the ground .
In the air, a leg descended, covering the whole sky…
Yue Yang stepped on the black-robed necromancer but did not immediately kill him . Instead, he looked into the distance and laughed: "I guess you must be the Master Suo Ge? I think you have watched quite a bit, aren't you going to come down to save your underling? Although your concealing ability is not bad, please take note of the flow of the air . Next time don't stand in the direction of the wind . Otherwise, it will be easy for people to catch a whiff of the corpse stench on you . I say, next time, if you manage to survive today, why don't you learn from this lesson?"
"You sure are good at talking . But if you think I am like the Lu Ben whom you are stepping on, then you have made a huge mistake . "
There was an aged and haughty voice that resounded through the open space .
There were a few hissing sounds .
It was as though a protective screen had been removed from the sky . In front of Yue Yang's eyes, there was a Silver-ranked Level 7 Zombie Dragon . It's wings were tattered and its body was corroded . Coupled with the deeply diluted and lifeless eyes, it was evident that it was once a gigantic dragon .
The gigantic dragon might have been dead, but its residual aura still existed .
Although it had became a zombie, its level was still a high Silver-ranked Level 7 .
Riding atop the Zombie Dragon was an elderly man with a wrinkled face . He wore a long purple-black robe and wielded a skeletal bone staff that flickered with a red light .
He arrogantly looked down at Yue Yang in a haughty manner: "Although you may have defeated Lu Ben, in my eyes, you are just a little worm . I am a lich that has cultivated for 500 years . With a wave of my hand, I can pinch you, little brat, to death like a tick . What does defeating Lu Ben even count for? He is only my undead servant, a human shaped tool that can breathe . You think you can use him to threaten me?"
"I've never thought of using it to threaten you . I only thought of keeping it and slowly interrogate it to obtain the information I require . " Yue Yang coldly slashed down at the black-robed necromancer Lu Ben's skeletal skull with his demonic blade . He then kicked away Lu Ben's skull away by more than 10 metres .
"You're overestimating yourself . You want to oppose me? You will immediately understand what is called a mantis trying to stop a chariot . " Lich Suo Ge arrogantly snorted .
"Nope . It should be 'mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' . "
Yue Yang laughed as a shadow was pouncing downwards from the sky, in a manner that was faster than lightning, with both arms like the scythes of a reaper .
It was actually the Reaper Mantis who had all along been hiding itself .
It's original target might have been Yue Yang . However, it's focus had now shifted to the Zombie Dragon and the afterimage of Yue Yang disappeared from the ground . When Lich Suo Ge used his perception and managed to locate him, he discovered that the brat had already appeared directly underneath . He was approaching like the Reaper Mantis, and in his hands, he wielded the steaming flaming purple demonic blade . It's killing intent was not any lesser than the scythes of the Reaper Mantis .

The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly kicked into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.
Yue Yang the brat, however, didn’t feel grateful at all: “Scram, Mythical Beasts! Do you think you are cool like that? Go away from me now, I only like beautiful summons!”
Even when royal families approached him for his talents, the shameless brat replied, “I’m not interested in government stuff, I’m only interested in beauties!”

I would also like to tell you that this is not my work. I have just improved the Translation where it could be improved and I have provided all the links that the real author in some chapter so do check them out. Thank You.

>Sheloah's POV<

Nilapitan ako ng nanay ko at hinawakan niya ang kamay ko. "Don't be scared. Kahit hindi ako malakas at natatakot rin ako, mom is always here," sabi niya sa akin at nginitian ko siya. 

"I was wondering…" Tyler trailed off habang naglalakad kami. "Was the dog really the reason why the zombie apocalypse happened," tanong niya and it all made us wonder. 

No'ng unang araw sabi ng guard when he rushed to our classroom that he changed after the dog bit him and the time we were at the roof top of our school, may ginawang search si Jules about zombies and the reason behind it like an animal eating something that contains a chemical that makes them berserk and such.

"Actually, I doubt that theory," react naman ni Sir Erick sa sinabi ni Tyler at lahat kami napatingin sa kanya habang naglalakad kami.

I am expecting to know the reasons why kasi ang galing talaga ni Sir Erick magsabi ng perspective niya. Talaga mapapaisip kami dahil he really sounds logical.

"Bakit po, Sir Erick," tanong naman ni Veon and it was the first time for this hour na nagsalita siya since the time na nalaman niya ang plano at sinabi niya na mangyayari na ang panaginip niya.

"I was looking at the road one time when I arrived at school. I suddenly saw a person biting off someone's neck. At first akala ko baliw ang tao since minsan may mga baliw malapit sa school natin so I just ignored it," sabi naman ni Sir Erick at patuloy parin kami sa paglalakad.

"Naalala niyo pa ba yung time na nakausap natin ang ate ni Veon sa iPad ni Jules," tanong ng tito ko and we all nodded. "Hindi ba nangyari rin ang zombie apocalypse doon? Meaning… hindi talaga nagsimula ang pangyayaring ito sa bansa natin, kundi worldwide talaga," dagdag sabi pa niya at lahat kami nagreact sa sinabi niya. 

It was an eye opener for us. It's not only in our country that in happened, but in others as well. But how?

"Do you guys know what Sadhu prophecy is," tanong ng nanay ko and some of us shook our heads.

"Yung hula po ng isang prophet na nagkatotoo," tanong naman ni Shannara at tumango naman ang nanay ko bilang sagot.

"Ewan ko kung coincidence lang pero nangyayari mostly ang mga prophecies niya. Remember the earthquakes? It happened. Even the tsunami. Sinabi niya rin na magkaka earthquake rito sa Pinas. Sinabi niya rin ang specific place and it happened. Sabi niya rin na magkakaroon ng strong typhoon, Yolanda, and it happened," sabi ng nanay ko at lahat kami naintriga. 

"Sinabi rin sa kanyang prophecy na may flesh-eating disease na mangyayari sa Pangasinan. Hindi ba we received news of that? But it was also reported as a hoax. Sa ibang articles din sa internet about this flesh-eating disease sinabi rin na rito magsisimula ang zombie apocalypse. Do you think this is true, too, or just another hoax," dagdag sabi rin naman ni Shannara at lahat kami napaisip. 

"With all of these questions and things that we remember, we don't know if it's really true or if it's merely a coincidence," sabi naman ni Kreiss at nag sigh ako.

"Paano naman tayo makakahanap ng sagot? Well, sa tingin ko naman hindi na muna tayo makakahanap ng sagot dahil masyado tayong busy isipin at planuhin kung paano tayo mabubuhay," sabi ko at tumango ang iba. 

We have no tie to look for answers because what matters now is that wee are alive and we are finding ways for us to survive. 

"Sa tingin mob a na may heal ang pangyayaring ito? Cure para sa zombies," tanong ni Geof and we all shook our heads.

"Sa tingin ko imposible," sagot naman ni Isobel sa kanya at agad nagsalita si Veon. 

"Sa Warm Bodies at sa World War Z, hindi ba may methods sila kung paano ma-cure ang zombies? Sa tingin niyo pwede 'yon," tanong ni Veon at sinagot siya ni Sir Erick.

"They are all impossible and unrealistic in my opinion, maslalo na sa Warm Bodies," he stated first and he shook his head in disagreement. "Masyadong unrealistic ang Warm Bodies because human connection is a shitty reason for a cure," sabi niya at lahat kami nag agree sa sinabi niya. 

"Zombies are mindless creatures," sabi ni Kreiss at nginitian siya ni Sir Erick.

"Correct," sabi naman sa kanya ni Sir Erick at hindi parin kami nakakarating sa destinasyon namin. 

"How about World War Z's method," tanong naman ni Isobel and Sir Erick still shook his head.

"Still a no. Because you're going to use a deadly pathogen? Hindi ba nila naisip kung ano ang side effect nito sa kanila, sa health nila, most especially to those people who have low immune system," sagot ni Sir Erick and he did sound logical. 

"But we have proven some things that they react to sound. 'Yon ang pinaka common at isa pa, sa Walking Dead, if they smell like us, hindi nila tayo masyado mapapansin tapos may kinds of zombies pa na tulad sa games na nilalaro namin," sabi naman ni Tito at napatango si Sir Erick.

"Everything is connected," sabi niya at nagsalita ulit siya. "Tulad ng isang scientific principle na natutunan natin sa school which says 'everything is connected to everything else'," dagdag sabi pa niya at nakikita na namin ang mall kung saan kami kukuha ng resources.

Sa usapan naming ito, marami kaing naiisip at marami kaming nalalaman na pwedeng makatulong o kaya 'di pwedeng makatulong. Maraming possibilities at maraming methods na pwede pang subukan. May mga ibang realistic, siyempre mayroon ding unrealistic. Hindi parin namin maiwasan na magkaroon ng madaming tanong at gusto namin ito masagot isa-isa. No one is an expert of this zombie apocalyptic matter because it only happened recently.

Everything is indeed… sometimes a mystery.

Hindi mo inakala ang ganitong pangyayari. Nananahimik ka lang, nakikinig sa klase, at bigla na lang nagbago ang mundo.

Zombie Apocalypse.

Are you ready to survive, fight for your life, and strive in order for you not to die?

Are you willing to carry a knife, hold a gun, and kill zombies even though they may be your family, friends, or someone you know?

It's your choice.

You may choose to survive or if you are too scared, you may choose to die and become a zombie.

But if you have chosen to survive...

You are already part of the "Army of True Salvation."

~

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Zombies have a strong sense of smell and are surprisingly strong in strength. They are also tireless. The longer the war lasts, the better for them. The only weakness lies in their heads.

But Wu Gang's house does not have the kind of objects that can blow off her head with one blow. Blunt objects like empty wine bottles are obviously not suitable for this kind of war situation. Only a small apple-cutting knife bought in 2 yuan's store is too thin, and the handle is less than 18cm, so I'm afraid it won't even break the other's skull with one blow.

"It's still best to ensure that you can strike and kill." Outside, this old lady has two Wu Gang's weight. Besides, she is still a core member of the square dance troupe. After becoming a zombie, she is even more powerful. Once she launches a malicious campaign to destroy a small group, it is only a matter of minutes. If you don't hit the target, you'll have to be tackled.

After much deliberation, he finally turned his eyes to the wooden chair on the bedside table. After three or two times, he pulled down the stool legs that had already been scattered and began to cut it with a small knife.

However, the things in the two-dollar store were so inferior that before his "spear" was finished, there was no place where the blade could be rolled. The final product looks a bit unsatisfactory. God knows if it can be poked in. Fortunately, the legs of the stool are cylindrical in shape, and there is no need for any further processing in the place where the hands are held.

Pick up the wooden spear and use the equipment column to check the description of the goods.

Temporary processed wooden spears < /p >

Attack power: 3

Made of very easily broken wood, perhaps greeting the relatively fragile back of the head is the correct way to use this "weapon"?

Ouch, that's good. He actually made a weapon with an attack power of 3.

Say hello to the back of the head? It makes sense that the forehead and skull are hard and thick, while the back is relatively brittle. This weapon shows that it is really a conscience, and it also carries instructions for its use.

"But how can we let the zombie face me with the back of his head?" Wu Gang thought of the way to take advantage of her back to herself and then quietly approach.

"No, if so, the zombies will turn around for me instantly and light IWANTU." Zombies react much faster than he does, and if the other party suddenly turns around, he will be scared instinctively and will be tackled before returning to absolute being.

The only correct method described in other doomsday articles is to let zombies have a fall, and the back of their head will naturally be exposed to him.

He has no material for the trip rope, but there is a ready-made stumbling block. Picking up the unusually heavy cabinet on the desktop and laying it across the door, a post-modern stumbling block was set up.

Everything is ready, he took two deep breaths, turned off the dome light, slowly opened the door of the room, took a step back to the rear of the chassis, hold the wooden spear, ready to fight against zombie aunt.

"HuLuLu ..." As soon as the door was opened, a zombie aunt smelled the breath of the living from his room, issued a series of the voice with phlegm, slowly began to move.

One step, two steps, one step, two steps are like pawns, like devil's steps.

Then there appeared a woman with long hair in Wu Gang's vision, her head hanging down and her waist bent, her arms drooping feebly, walking slowly towards him, she is more a zombie than a female ghost.

At last, she stopped at the open door of Wu Gang.

Sniffed in the air with her nose.

...

She sniffed again.

...

Then suddenly she raised her head, a pair of red eyes glued to the front less than three steps' Wu Gang.

"Ho!! !" She let out an inhuman roar, stretched out his arms, and descended on Wu Gang.

"Shit!" Although he usually plays games and watches movies, he is used to all kinds of disgusting and horrible grimaces. However, in the face-to-face moment, Wu Gang was startled by this extremely distorted face.

However, the first step zombies did not stumble!

Step 2! Zombies want to take the second step, but was caught red-handed by the chassis, and fell down.

Wu Gang made a decisive decision and stepped on the fatback of the zombie and shouted "Die!"

Aim it at the back of her head and thrust it down with all strength!

"Poof." Half a wooden spear was inserted into each other's head, minus 20! Zombies struggled feebly for a few times, then stopped breathing.

Across the body, shut the door, sitting back on the bed. Only then did he realize that his back had already been soaked in a cold sweat. Although his heart was not too weak, his body was still very honest. Facing death, he made his utmost response.




after successfully killing level 1 zombies, reward experience points 12."More experience?" Wu Gang opened the character bar and found that the experience bar had risen by a fifth. However, since it is a systematic flow, the experience of killing monsters is of course a matter of course taken for granted.

But in this way, it means that others do everything possible to hide zombies, instead, he will do everything possible to find zombies? This picture seems a bit strange.

And if he was right, when he poked the wooden spear into the back of the zombie's head just now, a scarlet letter minus 20 popped up from her head?

He did not care why the scarlet letter appeared. Of course, beating the monster will cause blood loss. The blood loss will naturally appear, but he was very concerned about how he hit 20 points of damage.

This wooden spear only adds 3 points of attack, is his initial attack as high as 17 points? !

"It should not be possible." With his poor initial three rounds, the initial attack was not as high as that. If he could really hit 20 points of damage, what stumbling block would he set up to directly poke the zombie in the stomach and kill the other side?

Weaknesses attack a critical strike, which is the only explanation.

[Note: The picking time limit will soon be exceeded, and the corpse will become non-picking. For example, if no demand, please ignore this note] < /p >

"Shit! Can we touch the corpse? !" Wu Gang was surprised at first, but immediately he looked sad. "How?"

He looked at the zombie aunt lying flat on the ground from head to foot. Even if she became a zombie, she was still a woman. How could he?

Five minutes later, a half-wrapped body was turned over, lying flat on the ground in rags, while a large and unusually gaudy bra was thrown into the garbage can at the table, fortunately, the underpants were still completely worn on the zombies.

Wu Gang, who was sweating profusely, was holding the loot he had just touched: a bottle of Kang Shifu mineral water. He was sitting on the bed and broke out to greet the whole family: "Shit, this system is too abnormal to touch the body of others at the risk of damaging morality, and finally a bottle of mineral water broke out? ! !! Dare to ask if there is this thing in the box at the corner of my room? ! !! Is there any shop downstairs? ! ! !"

Now he completely understands the last sentence in the clue just now, such as no demand please, please ignore the specific meaning of this prompt message.

"A bottle of broken mineral water, I have no needs!"

The past can't be recalled, but when he calmed down, he still summarized the mechanism of loot dropping.

First, he searched Boyle's pockets one by one, but there was nothing except the key, mobile phone, and a few change bills, which were not like game equipment in any way. The following process did not need to be described. At one time, he had the idea of giving up the reward. But think about if there is a weapon or something, their chances of survival can increase a lot. He can only go on with it.

Jacket, skirt, still found nothing, until the moment bra was pulled off, a bottle of mineral water fell out of it.

Yes, it is so amazing.

As if there was a small interdimensional portal inside bra, mineral water fell out directly.

"Later won't kill a zombie have to give a person stripped? I don't know if I will be killed if I do this, but one day I will definitely be killed by thunder. "

Loving playing Internet game，cartoon，American TV shows and AC fun and Bilibili，the doorman Wu Gang was invited into a parallel universe and inserted an internet system. this is a world that full of surprises like amazing pets, unimaginably weapons, and magic potions. being hungry, he has the food creation skill. when fighting with a zombie, he is able to hide himself and go to kill the zombie from the back. his teammate is nearly dying, then the teammate has to complete die so that he can survive this person. what should a person need to do if he doesn't lack any food or clothes? Wu Gang sighs lonely and thought as a man who doesn't learn the best skill, the best equipment, and a holy beast, there is a long way to go.

(Z-Day, Zombie Apocalypse, Zombies)
Not fully documented, sometime during 2030, further records destroyed
 
Yes, zombies. The undead. Brain-eaters. Flesh-rippers. Walkers. Whatever highly un-original name you wish to call them by, they are, or at least were, unfortunately very real threat for humanity to face. Fitting really, as it was humanity who caused them in the first place.

Now, that might not be entirely fair, just as it would be unfair to say humanity was responsible for the development of cancerous cells in the body or pollution on a global scale. Maybe not every hand on the planet was involved with the creation of this virus, but everyone is guilty of turning a blind eye to the problems that very clearly plagued their lives at the time. The correlation between certain activities and these issues is clear and can tell us many things, but that does not mean all of humanity lies at fault to be judged for these problems. Just a few, short-sighted individuals. 

Again, this may be unfair of me so I will try my hardest to elaborate. This is a hypothesis I put together from what information I could find, newspaper articles, personal diaries, video discs and so on. But I am firm in my belief that a virus was unleashed on an international scale, with intent but not with malice-of-forethought, as an act of desperation. I may have already referenced this in my previous appendix, but before its end, the world was suffering a great deal. Regardless of what humanity can and cannot be held directly responsible for, or how you classify responsibility, that much is obvious.

The oceans were greatly laden with materials that would have to be physically destroyed or recycled before they could be cleaned. The atmosphere was beginning to reach toxic levels, with the great emissions of burning fossil fuels, which I find morbidly amusing for reasons you will never be able to understand. Holes in the planetary ozone layer were beginning to expand and appear more often. Research called for changes to be made to save the planet, but world leaders were deaf to their pleas, often turning their attention to profit shares instead. I find it fascinating that entire populations were able to, again, willfully turn a blind eye to the scathing corruption that wracked their ruling class, but that's a different conversation.

Needless to say, scientists and activists around the world were ignored or shunned in favour of an easier way of like that would very soon bite humanity in the arse, so-to-speak. Around this time, nature had decided it was time to take back what was hers and try to undo some of the damage humanity had done to her planet. Earthquakes became more frequent and a lot more intense, which led to increasingly violent tsunamis, aided by hurricanes and tornadoes that wreaked havoc across the planet's surface and began to sink entire coastlines. Humanity became desperate and, instead of accepting their mistakes and uniting to work toward a solution, they turned on one another. Countries were pointing fingers at each other, at least those that were considered global superpowers, while the smaller countries attempted to pool their resources and find a solution. 

Ideas ranged from raising buildings with natural countermeasures to leaving the planet entirely. To this point, several rockets were launched, but they were never heard from again, their construction being too poor to survive in space, or maybe the astronauts simply started their colony on the moon, this I will probably never know. Needless to say, nothing was slowing humanity's inevitable slide toward extinction. That is until the superpowers finally began working on a solution. Not together mind you, I highly doubt cooperation was at the forefront of their thoughts, more than likely it was to be portrayed as the 'hero' of their little story while making the others look bad.

You know about the start of the war, the satellites, the orbital super-weapons and all that from Appendix 1 so I will not repeat myself. The satellites were launched, carrying the settling chemical compound and they released their payloads gradually around the planet. But, as is probably obvious, the chemical did not have the desired effect alone.

In their limited testing phases, the scientists and engineers had neglected to test the chemical on any human subjects. Presumably, because the formula consisted of entirely non-harmful chemicals and substances and was presumed safe for human inhalation to save time. They were very, catastrophically mistaken. As a wise man once said, if you mix several chemicals you create a brand new chemical and this one was capable of turning regular humans into a 'zombie'. At least in a literary sense.

From what I can tell, the virus took hold of the brain, manipulating certain parts of the hypothalamus, hippocampus and amygdala, ignoring the body's need to rest, and over-stimulating the need for hunger and uncontrollable rage. Though, again, this is conjecture as there were no specimens left to analyse and I made sure all notes and studies on this topic were destroyed.

If you've ever seen a film or TV show with a zombie plague as the main premise, you have a general idea of how this went for humanity at the time. The outbreak was immediate and catastrophic, but please see my diary entry regarding 'Subject 221A' for further details. I cannot bear to speak of it twice.

Well, what would you say if you were interviewed after the world ended?

This all happened when twenty year old xiaojin decided to pack up her life once again and move to seoul.

Xiaojun was wandering around Seoul for hours when luckily she found a position as personal secretary  for jumin park, apart from one of the most respected families, she really  couldn't complain about the long and hard work when the pay is well. Actually if you take into consideration, over hours, after, the random hours jumin would leave his cat when had to go on business trips. The pay actually was pretty bad but despite that xiaojin was able to keep a positive mind, well as best as he could but keeping a positive mind was possibly harder than having the job in the first place. It has become so hard to keep a clear and positive mind. Xiaojin wrote positive sticky notes putting them on places that she looked often such as her computer monitor, the clock , the door. One day xiaojin rushed to take  a stack of documents to mr.park she carefully sat them on his desk and stood there waiting for him to read through and sign the documents ``seriously secretary  xu this again." jumin said, sounding annoyed xiaojin quickly snapped her head up to see a dull yellow sticky note saying 'don't be depressed' on it placed in the corner of a document she had handed to mr. park "...i-i am so sorry" words barely able to slip from the womans mouth  as she stood there a bit frozen, she often left notes on the documents, it was quite embarrassing as they often said depressing things on them as she tried to cheer herself up. Xiaojin went to grab the sticky note of the documents she had handed to mr. park but he stopped her by putting his hand over the note stopping her, instantly xiaojin stepped back and let her boss continue to read and sign everything he needed to . when jumin finished she went to grab the documents and she was stopped once again, "secretary xu what is my schedule for today" jumin asked though he knew very well what it was "we have a meeting in five minutes that may last about an hour if we are unfortunate, after that you're having lunch with your father, more documents , a meeting with investors for the new wine brand in france and that should be all mr.park'' she said sounding a bit lifeless as she successful picked up the document and left the room.

Jumin on the other hand was left with this weird feeling of some kind of guilt or maybe sorrow? But for once in his life he felt very bad for assistant xu the small thin female with abnormally pale skin a small face and medium sized puppy eyes, became more like a very thin zombie. When jumin arrived at the meeting xiaojin was already there standing in front of the door waiting to greet him as soon as jumin stepped foot in the door she had slightly bowed multiple times "welcome mr.park today's meeting is just an update meeting." she said moving out his way as he replied with a slight nod "secretary xu,  give me  a brief summary" jumin said as he watched the power point pull up an article that seem to be purely gossip  ���brief summary, the head from each department is giving a summary on their stocks and i also asked to the department to pull up any cornering articles, that will need your statement and approval." she said before turning her attention to what was being shown on screen. "H-hey i told you that article was not important it was just rumors." xiaojin said calmly although she was very frustrated, " what article is this..from cute puppy to creep zombie?" jumin said reading the article in a slightly mumbled voice "people are saying that my weight went from okay and i was thin and cute to underweight, boney thin while other say i look like a zombie -" though xiaojin wanted to whine more and continue she caught herself and stop immediately  jumin caught wind of even the tiniest whine the younger let out without realizing it "then request the article be taken down" jumin said without giving it a second thought, though xiaojin wanted to object the thought of losing her job overpowered every other thought so she just stayed quiet. Not even two days later xiaojin once again was working overtime when suddenly jumin appeared in her office, so flustered by the sudden appearance she shot up from her chair nearly falling over. This concerned jumin as xiaojin seemed weak and underweight, "hello mr.park i-im sorry for not expecting you." xiaojin said approaching the older feeling dizzy from rushing out the chair, "no need to be sorry secretary xu, did you eat your meals like you were supposed to." the male asked sternly as the younger girl seem to have no regard for her well-being "well i-i.." xiaojin attempted to form words but they would form, as she was doing it felt like the world around her was falling down little did she realize she had fainted lucky jumin was there to catch her fall.

the life of a a foreigner who ended working countless hours as a personal secretary,  will her stone cold hearted boss finally set her free?

September 4th. Grimmo 12.
           *
       I need a month of information warfare and putting dirt on the enemy. Another month of dirty articles, and then the people won't care how Dumbledore justifies himself. He only has one method. He can provide a living Voldemort scarecrow. That's why Dumbledore cast a Morsmordre spell over Bagshot's house. He believes that by providing Voldemort, he will clear his name once.  "The great triumph of good over evil" will put the killing of his comrades-in-arms and the abuse of the orphan among the necessary sacrifices. But he's miscalculated. First, the tactics of providing the living Voldemort in the canon worked after a clash at the Ministry of Magic. I mean, it won't work for at least a few more years. The director will face strong opposition from the Ministry. And I understand the government. Nobody wants a riot. Second, after I walk through Tommy and his Eaters in the papers, the public will reasonably consider them shit. Nothing is clear to me with the war. But I think the number of wizards is already too small! Intrigues and murder cases are normal methods.  Dumbledore had to make too big a leap to the heights of power! So he started a war that was too big.

Third, I will destroy several of Tommy's available Horcruxes. Then Voldemort's soul will be left with pitiful shreds. The diary, medallion, tiara and ring are quite accessible to me. Bottom line, either I kill Tommy three times or he dies of idiocy. Who's scared one-eighth of Voldemort? 
It's not scary, alas! The only question is whether Dumbledore will figure it out or not. It's typical for him to get some schizophrenic nonsense into his head once and then follow it for decades. My theory of the power of Horcruxes is based on fact. I have the last of Tommy's Horcruxes. I'm a very weak wizard. I'm a perfectly normal little wizard who grew up without support or care. But Harry Potter was awesome! I checked my Stupefy. It's a miserable sight.
       I wrote a letter to Rita, which is good, of course. Except it's worth taking on the Living Gossip Writer resource. For that, I need a woman, something between an archivist and a press secretary. For this role, I planned Andromeda, she could carefully promote my ideas in society. But she turned down my offer. Well, the fool missed her happiness, won't get a reinstatement now! In her fear of Dumbledore, she didn't know which fish was the most dangerous in this lake. We'll have to use the hired staff. Old lady Longbottom! She could have been the strongest figure in my camp. Ancient family, neutral, many friends. But I screwed it up.
           *

        Dear master Shnagrog,
         
        I have one more task for you: I need an employee to perform secretarial and analytical duties. He will prepare reports and write analytical articles according to the data I have specified. In addition to that, the employee must have a good command of English history from the last century, and be aware of the political situation.
        Please specify the amount of your reward for the service of searching for this employee, and after I agree with the amount, proceed to the task.
         
        Sincerely yours.
        Harry Potter
              *
        "Kreacher! Take these two letters to the post office and send them through the standard procedure."
         My life is getting better. I need five tens of thousands of galleons, and now the contours of the organization are being drawn. Department Z is me, Kreacher and Shnagrog. The Intelligence Department requires agents at the Ministry. Combat Operations is the Calhoun brothers, Andrew Creighton. Propaganda Division, this is Skeeter.

        Ideally, I need agents for peaceful combat and espionage and a couple of 2 × (4 shooters + magician) strike groups in the Force Operations Department. And that's only for fighting the forces of the "Greatest Mages." To take power in this country in hand, very large forces are needed.
        Which of these conclusions? For life to continue to get better, it takes more galleons. I mean, pounds, for starters. And the operation to get money from good muggles needs to be prepared. It's time to send Kreacher to Shnagrog for a portkey and order some more look-altering amulets. And that's where I should stop for now, because there are five thousand galleons left on the balance sheet.
          *
    Brixton. The garage where Alex was bringing Fred for questioning
    4 nights on September 4, 1991.
     *
        The plan was simple and brilliant. Repeat taking money from the Businessman. However, the further it went, the worse it went. Universal justice decided to prove to me that a joke repeated twice was no longer so good. First, another person was sitting in the "office" part of the building in the Businessman's office. It looked like a typical torpedo gangster. I interviewed him with Imperius, and I found out the "businessman" had escaped. He "grabbed the cash drawer." Fry's in charge, which is not enough money in the safe. But Fry can't open the safe because he has a key, but there's no code. So, with simple organizational measures, the local mafia has secured itself from the boy who owns the Imperius. It's still in a separate garage. Besides, a few thousand pounds in a safe wouldn't have much impact on my financial situation. A strong desire to shake Malfoy was still a desire. Without serious training, it's too early to think about it. I'm sure Malfoy doesn't walk around without safety artifacts and an emergency key. So as long as my ceiling of the nerve is Muggle crime.
        I had to start on the other side. I went back to Johnny's former spot on Spencer Road, interviewed his "replacement" on how to contact the bosses. Then I went to the Prince Regent Pub on Dulwich Road and Regent Road. And nothing. The pub's like a pub. I walked through the kitchen and the utility rooms and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Where are the naughty good Muggles? Okay, not today, so I'll deal with it tomorrow. It's still taking the time. And it doesn't end at Brixton London either. I could rob another gang.
     *
    Grimmo 12, living room, evening.
*
        I leafed through a book on rituals published at the beginning of the century. What do we have here? We could have made Barty a zombie. Only why would I want a zombie? You could have left Senior Barty as a gift. Sorry, it's late. But Senior Barty hasn't worked out his debt to the Black family yet... I understand that Dumbledore was pushing Crouch. But Crouch is from ancient families! Sirius could have been dealt with by law! It's a pity about the poor dog. He was a good man to play with. I found the rituals of tying a gun. Also not too valuable. To tie a gun properly, you must make a few innocent sacrifices. That's at odds with my morals. You can't touch innocents! I have too many people to blame for the Black family. I don't understand the point of tying a gun to victims. It doesn't make sense. My idea is to put a piece of your soul into the weapon, but not tear your soul apart. It has nothing to do with Horcrux because the goal is not to anchor in this world but to animate the object. The idea is that there should be enough blood and desire from the owner of the weapon. We should consult with the goblins. If anyone understands weapons and blood rituals, it's this little toothed scum. 
At this time, Kreacher brought me a letter with the Gringotts coat of arms. I put on a reading set, went for it. You can hardly expect anything harmful from goblins, but it's better to bring up a habit.
           *
        Dear heir to the Black family,
         
        I'm in a hurry to inform you that I've found a real estate offer that formally meets your requirements. These and your other tasks I would like to discuss with you on September 5, afternoon.
         
        Trustee of the Black family.
        Shnagrog manager
        *  
        Ha! All roads lead to Gringotts.
*         
Grimmo 12, dojo.
    Around quarter past twelve on September 5, 1991.
:*  
      After training and water procedures, I changed into my daily clothes and found that one of the contact sheets was warm. It was a Granger sheet.
"Harry, come in, it's Daniel and Joan."
"Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Granger."
"Harry, what are the means of communication with Hermione?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't think to buy you and Hermione contact sheets at all. I'll send them to her tomorrow. Hermione can also send you letters with her owl mail."
"Any other means of communication?"
"Alas, Hogwarts is a closed boarding school."
"Thank you, Harry."
Goodbye, Mr. and Mrs. Granger."
"How many times can I say it again, Daniel and Joan, Harry."
"All right, all right."
Only the problems with the Grangers! They'll draw attention to their daughter. Hermione shouldn't stand out, and then she can learn in peace. On the other hand, it's good for me to do some good deeds.

No money, no Titles, no Superpowers. No MC. The story of the survival of an angry and insolent bastard. The story about how Harry is loved by two girlfriends. Hate and Fury.  
All/Most characters belong to their respective authors, I own no rights to them apart from the storyline.
I'm not a native speaker, so don't expect grammar perfection.
Schedule: 14 chapters per week. 2/day. 
https://ko-fi.com/tomsky1

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