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Luke’s eyes were cold as he pulled me into his arms, taking a protective stance.
“Who says I’m not using her? She’s such a weakling, I’m afraid she’ll die. I’m just fattening her up first.”
He really holds grudges!
As I was thrown onto the bed, he coldly asked, “Do you want to sleep with me or with other zombies? Your choice.”
Is that even a question? How could those ugly zombies compare to him?
If I had to choose, of course I’d choose him.
Seeing me point at him, he smirked and started unbuttoning his shirt, approaching step by step.
“Only when you have no other choice would you choose me.”
What does he mean?
In the past and now, he never gave me a choice!
Later, he forced me to apologize all night, retracting my previous statement about him being skinny and inadequate.
Well, that must have been because he got stronger after becoming a zombie.
I only dared to mutter this quietly, not daring to say it out loud.
From then on, no other zombie dared to think about me. There’s always a trade–off, right?
I don’t know who got the short end of the stick, but sleeping with my crush isn’t a loss for me.
Finally, the day of the Poison King’s action arrived. He came under the pretext of capturing new survivors, wanting to ally with the Water Zombie King.
in my previous life, that muscle–head with a brain no bigger than a peanut had no idea it was a trap.
He was paralyzed by the poison on the blood bags and had his head twisted off alive.
This time, I don’t know if Luke had communicated with the Water Zombie King, but he couldn’t possibly be completely unprepared.
Rachel and I were ready to escape, not knowing who would win, we prioritized our safety.
11:37 AM
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As the fight broke out in front, I rode a fully fueled motorcycle with her, revving it to the max, speeding away.
On the empty bridge across the river, a red motorcycle caught up like a red lightning bolt.
Under the red helmet were a pair of cold, reserved eyes.
At that moment, I seemed to see the once spirited Luke.
I unconsciously gave him the middle finger and sped up to overtake him.
I swear it was just a reflex action. I used to do that to anyone who overtook me.
Of course, when I tried to explain this later, Luke wouldn’t listen. Rachel and I were caught and brought back.
The good news was that although the Water Zombie King died, Luke had killed the Poison King and became the Zombie King of two hordes.
The bad news was that he hated me even more now.
He would always grab my neck during those moments and ask, “You really like giving the middle finger, huh?”
I do like it, and I’ll dare to do it again!
Although he’s not human anymore, at least life now is a bit better than before. It’s not unbearable.
After all, he has the halo of a pure love. I think I’m quite lucky.
Next, Luke plans to take down the Fire Zombie King. Maybe he’s eager to get Lily back
To be honest, I’m a bit sour about it, but I’m not at a loss. At least I’ve had him.
Even if Lily comes back, she can only have my leftovers.
But now is not the time to make a move.
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Back then, the Poison King and the Water Zombie King fought and both were badly injured. The to recuperate.
us Poison King could only flee
Now they easily took down the Poison King, and although their strength has increased, the Fire Zombie King is
even stronger.
I was with the Fire Zombie King for three years and understand his strength. It’s not worth the risk now.
“I know you’re eager, but don’t rush. Let’s expand our strength a bit more first.”
Right now, the Fire Zombie King is busy expanding his territory everywhere, unlike Luke, who’s lovesick. Hmph!
Luke raised an eyebrow at me, then agreed.
He’s just going to let Lily go like that? I thought he would rush over regardless of everything.
In those months of desperately expanding our power, I followed him around everywhere.
He was very careful not to let me get pregnant. Although he couldn’t remain chaste for Lily, he insisted on maintaining this last bottom line.
It wasn’t long before news came that Lily had given birth to a little Zombie Prince, also a gifted little thing.
I heard she had it worse than I did back then. It wasn’t a smooth delivery; the child literally clawed its way out of her belly.
Thankfully, there was a doctor there who saved her in time, otherwise she would have died for sure.
But there was no time for anesthesia during the stitching. Just hearing about it gave me goosebumps.
