Love Across the Vast Horizon

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After sampling the widow once more, Meng De was in a much better mood!

Compared with last time, Cheng Ying was clearly more proactive this time.

Meng De did not hold back either, taking every liberty he could.

His hands had practically roamed all over Cheng Ying's body.

And he even gained another wave of favorability from Cheng Ying.

Unfortunately, he had yet to fully win her over.

So even though her favorability had reached 60, he could not receive any rewards.

"Once I'm back from the gas station, it'll be time to start preparing!"

He was no longer satisfied with merely sampling the widow's surface. He wanted to taste her more deeply.

The moment he stepped out of Building Six, several zombies that did not know their place charged at him.

A man and a woman, one old and one young! They looked like a family.

This time, he did not even draw his Tang Sword.

With a thought, a fruit knife shot through the air in the next second.

It pierced straight through the male zombie wearing pajamas.

Then it traced a beautiful arc through the air, consecutively passing through the heads of the other zombies.

Everywhere it passed, the family members collapsed one after another.

"A family should be nice and neat together!"

He nodded in satisfaction.

That was what was great about telekinesis: it was fast!

It had launched before the zombies could even let out a roar.

So it did not alert the surrounding zombies.

If he had used the Desert Eagle, even with the suppressor on, it would still have been slightly slower.

With his current strength, clearing out the zombies in the residential complex would not have been particularly troublesome.

After all, these zombies had not evolved yet. They did not even qualify as First Order Zombies, while he was already a Second Order superpowered individual.

He had already scanned the area with Telepathic Perception.

There were over a hundred zombies in the complex.

But considering his women, he had not done so.

In his eyes, these zombies still had some use.

He had already placed plenty of obstacles in Buildings Five and Six, so the zombies downstairs could not get up.

Thus, their only value to him was that they could watch the house for him.

Otherwise, if he cleared away all the zombies and someone came to loot his home while he was out, that would be troublesome.

They were free labor anyway, so why not use them?!

Working 996 before the apocalypse and 007 after it was perfectly reasonable, right?! (This corporate slave could only amuse himself through hardship.) The capable should do more work!

Sneaking into the garage, he quickly locked onto an awesome Da Mi su999.

As a qualified Mi fan, Brother Jun still owed him a Da Mi car.

This one would make up for it nicely.

What? He could not drive it without the keys?

Impossible. The reason he had spotted it so quickly was because its lights were still on.

And the body was even rocking back and forth. When he walked over for a closer look, well.

He admitted it. He was not a good student.

Inside the car, a naked woman was sprawled over a man, apparently doing something indescribable. Looking closer... uh, the man's entire nose had been bitten off. Listening to the roars from inside, Meng De watched with great interest.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. How much love did that take?! Blood was spraying everywhere inside the car. It looked unusable now.

Fortunately, he had come prepared and quietly pulled out the keys to an SUV.

He had picked them up while scavenging the floors earlier.

They came in handy now.

As for his driving skills... well, he had once been the Mount Akina God of Cars. One press of the accelerator, and the SUV "flew" straight out of the garage.

The next second, bang! With a heavy impact, a zombie in a security guard uniform was sent flying.

Come on, brother, were you really that brave?! You saw my car coming and still did not dodge? You really trusted my driving skills that much?!

You just had to test it with your head? Well, look at you now. Your guts were all over the ground, and your head had flown off! He shook his head helplessly. Were you trying to slap Coach Wen in the face?!

I just got my driver's license, damn it!!!!

But apparently, the security guard was not the only one who refused to believe it.

Bang, bang, bang. One zombie after another flew through the air. By the time he safely drove to the entrance of the complex, Meng De was almost moved to tears. What good brothers!

To hone my driving skills, you were willing to race my car with your heads! Fine, fine, fine, I'll remember you all! Every holiday from now on, I'll burn trillions of Zimbabwean dollars for you so you can remain immortal forever!!!

The zombies choking on exhaust behind the SUV: Grrr! (This bastard ran us over! Brothers, charge!) Meng De was even more touched...

Hey, hey, hey, you really do not need to see me off. This is far enough. Embroidered Garden, where Meng De lived, was a residential complex older than half a "Hua Xizi."

Put nicely, it was quiet, far from the bustle of the city and worldly noise; put bluntly, it was a damn ancient, run-down building.

It was already damn old, yet it was still stubbornly hanging on.

Outside the complex was a T-shaped intersection.

The east-west direction was a street that ran straight through.

The road in the middle led toward the bus and Subway Station.

That subway was quite famous, and supposedly had a story attached to it.

A story about couples.

Many couples who once swore they would die for each other parted ways there, one going south and the other north, never to meet again.

So it was also known as the place where couples broke up.

It was also near the City Center of Donghai City, home to Donghai City's most prosperous area—Financial Avenue! His target gas station was not near the City Center, though. He needed to head east, toward the area where he used to deliver takeout.

Embroidered Garden was fairly remote. Shops lined both sides of the road, and zombies wandered the streets like ghosts.

As he drove down the street, hardly any zombies blocked his path. They trusted his driving skills too much, and then... they were all sent flying by his car.

The only few who were particularly tenacious, clinging tightly to the SUV, were eventually taken out by a fruit knife from him.

So by the time he made it down the road, he was the coolest guy on the entire street.

He had it so easy because he had the strength for it.

That did not mean everyone else was as unafraid of zombies as he was.

Sure enough, as he drove, he occasionally spotted a few scattered warriors "brave enough to face the bleakness of life," wandering the streets with a bag of supplies.

Then came cries of, "Aaaah! We're brothers! I'm not into men!"

"Yanzi... stop chasing me! I can live without you!"

"Darling, I'll never let you eat my brother again! Please spare me, sob sob sob~~~"

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The more those people screamed, the more zombies they attracted.

Listening to their miserable cries, Meng De could not help sighing. Their courage was truly commendable!

There was even a red-haired woman wearing ghostly makeup, knocking on his car window and begging for help.

One look at her charging count—damn, another Black woman with a 99+ charging count! So kind-hearted Meng De could only become Brother Baoqiang. "What, what, what? What are you saying?" (Apparently, imagining the fourth tone makes it feel more authentic.) "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!"

Red-haired woman: ??? You sprayed spit all over my face, and you're telling me you can't hear me??? Seriously. Was that polite???! But his response was, "Love across the vast horizon is mine."

"Flowers bloom at the foot of the rolling green hills."

"What kind of rhythm is the most, most, most swinging?"

"What kind of singing is the most joyful? If we sing, we have to sing our hearts out!"

Hearing the song playing inside the car, the red-haired woman was completely dumbfounded!

She froze on the spot. The next second... oh, there was no next second. A swarm of zombies rushed in and surrounded her, crunching into her bite after bite. Grrr! (This woman is delicious! Brothers, hurry up and take a number—everyone who sees her gets a share!)