Infinite Days

Infinite Days Author: Yellow Glasses Cat

Introduction:

I sat down in an internet cafe and arrived in a world filled with zombies.

However, I discovered girls who also came from other worlds.

Li Ke, who originally thought he would spend the rest of his life in this hellish world, unexpectedly discovered that he could travel to other worlds through these girls to save their worlds or collect resources.

It's just that the method of traveling is a bit embarrassing to talk about...

But it doesn't matter, as the savior of the infinite worlds, one possesses privileges!

Volume One

Chapter 1: The Girl from a Gourmet Anime and the Zombie World

Deep breath...

Li Ke adjusted his breathing as much as possible, trying to minimize unnecessary noise and soften his footsteps.

His efforts paid off; at least when he approached this sleeping zombie, the creature wasn't startled by his footsteps. It remained with its head bowed in slumber, exposing its fragile cervical spine.

Li Ke took a sharp breath of the rot-scented air and brought his fire axe down with a heavy swing. The zombie's already decaying neck was bent at an angle by the blow, and the entire body collapsed face-first onto the ground.

But Li Ke didn't stop. He didn't bother with the axe stuck in the zombie's neck, letting it fall along with the corpse. Instead, he unhesitatingly pulled another axe from behind his back and viciously hacked at the zombie's head. However, because the creature was struggling to stand up while roaring, the angle was skewed, and the axe became wedged in its forehead without delivering a fatal blow.

Yet, Li Ke was prepared. He released the axe again, stepped back twice to dodge the zombie's counterattack, and pulled out a hammer from his back, swinging it with all his might into the axe head embedded in the zombie's skull.

The back of the axe had been specially wrapped with cloth strips, so the sound of the impact was somewhat muffled. Accompanied by this dull thud, the axe was driven straight into the zombie's forehead, causing it to sway and collapse onto the ground.

Li Ke didn't rush to approach. Instead, he walked over to another twitching zombie, pulled the axe from its neck, and before it could crawl up, he hacked its head off with a single blow.

Only then did Li Ke let out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the wall of the family's room to recover his strength.

But he still couldn't help but curse.

"This goddamn world."

He had appeared in this world yesterday morning. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw two blonde women in skimpy clothing lunging at him, trying to throw themselves into his arms.

If their necks hadn't been half-rotted and their intestines and spleens exposed while they still walked normally, he would have been very happy.

Coupled with the torso-only corpse crawling toward him from the side, he immediately understood that he had either arrived on the set of a zombie movie or entered a world of ghosts and monsters.

Many people, in moments of crisis, subconsciously freeze and scream. This is an instinct, just like when a car is about to hit someone; even though running away is the best choice, the person involved often panics until their mind goes blank.

But Li Ke was different.

He would throw a punch.

And back then, what should have been a mere scrape resulted in a fractured right hand and a month in the hospital.

This time, when the two blonde zombies lunged at him, he subconsciously tried to push them away, only to be scratched by their fingernails.

So, naturally, he was scratched by a zombie.

Looking at the scab forming on the back of his hand, Li Ke couldn't help but tilt his head back. This was truly embarrassing. His predecessors in similar situations could at least counter-kill or remain unscathed, but he, on the other hand, had sent himself off with a simple reflex.

While this might not be the most shameful transmigration, there were plenty of predecessors more embarrassing than him these days, but it could still count as some kind of news.

But if it weren't for that reflexive punch, he probably would have had his throat bitten through by the zombies' fangs, and he would never have had the time to pick up a crowbar and smash those zombies' weakened skulls.

After discovering he was injured, Li Ke searched the RV for anything to clean the wound. He even considered cutting off his own arm, but he knew that without proper medical conditions, that would only make him die faster.

So, after a night of contemplation, Li Ke decided that regardless of whether he was infected or not, he would live out his final moments well.

He didn't want to end up dying of hunger or thirst.

So, after resting for a bit, he began searching for supplies.

Most of the food in the dilapidated house was inedible. Only five cans of Spam, two jars of jam, and one unopened bottle of water remained; the rest was either rotten or dried out and completely ruined.

Li Ke searched for the supplies he needed as quietly as possible, but being thirsty, he didn't find much water. Instead, in a storage cabinet on the top floor, he saw two jars of well-preserved honey.

"To think there's something like this..."

Li Ke licked the corner of his mouth. He just wanted to enjoy life as much as possible now, so he opened a honey jar and took a large, casual gulp.

The sweetness of the honey improved his mood significantly. In the past, he would never have dared to eat honey like this, but now it was different. He didn't even know if he was a dying man, so why would he care about such things?

Gulping down the honey and eating the Spam he found in the house, Li Ke only dared to rest here after confirming there were no other zombies in the building. However, he still planned to return to the RV at night because the houses nearby were mostly made of wood and clearly showed signs of rot; if a large number of zombies attacked, he would be finished.

There were reinforced concrete houses here, but Li Ke took one look and saw no fewer than twenty zombies, so he gave up on that idea.

However, just as he packed up the remaining items and prepared to return to the RV, a girl's scream suddenly rang out. The next moment, Li Ke saw a blonde girl in a Japanese-style school uniform open the door of a house on the next street and rush out.

Behind her were two or three zombies.

But the commotion she made startled every zombie on the street. Li Ke saw it very clearly: the moment she screamed and rushed out the door, the sound of falling objects echoed from the surrounding houses, and at every glass window, swaying, rotting figures appeared.

Among them, however, was a zombie moving like a frog. It didn't look special while crawling on the ground, but it could perform extremely long jumps and was about to catch up to the girl.

"Stupid woman..."

Li Ke glanced at the scar on his arm. If he hadn't been bitten by a zombie, he absolutely wouldn't have meddled in other people's business.

But unfortunately, he already had symptoms of infection.

Moreover, these zombies weren't all that fast; even the quickest ones only moved at the walking speed of an ordinary person.

Li Ke shoved the door open fast, one hand clutching an axe, the other a hammer, and charged out the door, roaring amid the girl's terrified stare.

"Get down!"

Li Ke's shout made the terrified girl crouch instinctively. The next instant, he ditched the axe, swung the hammer with both hands, and smashed it brutally at a yellow-shirted zombie frog-hopping toward the girl.

The hammer landed squarely on its face. Li Ke heard the crack of splintering bone. He twisted his body, let go of the hammer, backhanded the other axe free, and hacked viciously at another charging zombie's face, cleaving open its forehead and dropping it twitching to the ground.

Eyeing the zombies pounding the door madly or smashing windows, Li Ke scooped up the axe and hammer, spared no glance for the staggering ones stumbling out, grabbed the girl's soft white hand, and bolted the way he'd come.

"Run!"

The terrified girl nodded wildly as she sprinted after Li Ke into the woods, soon shaking off those shambling zombies and slipping beyond their senses.

Li Ke racing into the woods only halted after twisting back and spotting no zombies, then yanked the girl behind a tree trunk—her plump figure squishing against him right then, though he had no time for it, scanning tensely all around instead. Once certain nothing lurked nearby, he let out a breath, panting as he turned to the sole living soul he'd encountered.

Only then did he notice the girl before him was way prettier than he'd imagined: skin pure and fine, eyes a vivid purple-red, matched with that pitiful look—undeniably a striking beauty no matter the angle.

Just odd—her clothes were impeccably fresh, clashing hard with the zombie world around her.

Take him: here barely a day, and he was already caked in dust and gore.

"How'd you end up yelling like that?"

He asked straight out, and the teary-eyed girl replied in a slightly aggrieved voice.

"I-I was starving, so I went looking for food, but..."

Li Ke got it at once. He nodded, said nothing extra, and passed her a can of Spam.

But after catching the can of Spam, she couldn't help pursing her lips, then hesitantly spoke up.

"Excuse me, d-do you have anything... tastier? I can't eat this. The zombies found me because I puked after trying some canned stuff."

She knew her own request was way over the line and ducked her head.

Li Ke froze a beat, then couldn't resist eyeing the girl anew.

"Then how've you been surviving in this world? Were you some bigwig before who got booted out?"

He struggled to get it, but mulling novel tropes he'd read, he still pictured one possibility.

"No, no! I got here suddenly yesterday morning. I just pushed open my room door, and suddenly I was here!"

Tears brimmed in her eyes again as she said it—clearly that near-death scare had her rattled bad, and only seeing Li Ke eased her a touch.

Spotting Li Ke's weird look, she caught on, bowed quick to him, sending the slime at her chest jiggling madly.

"Ah, sorry! Forgot to thank you! Thanks for saving me—I'm Erina Nakiri, please go easy on me!"

Erina Nakiri?

Li Ke's face grew odd.

If memory served, Erina Nakiri was an anime character.

She'd come yesterday too?

Li Ke scrutinized the self-proclaimed Erina Nakiri, the blonde girl, especially her pale calves bared beneath her skirt.

He wasn't eyeing her with lust, but...

A bloody gash marked it too.

Chapter 2 Night Zombies

This outranked even whether she hailed from another world—Li Ke himself was zombie-scratched now, basically done for.

The girl he'd barely rescued turning out doomed too was downright depressing.

"Forget that for now—your leg's scratched too. You've seen zombie movies, yeah? You know what happens after this sort of thing."

Li Ke pointed at the girl's calf, blood trickling steadily onto her black socks and dainty leather boots, streaking lines that turned her pale leg hideous.

No way around it—blood ruined anything's looks, especially a gash that savage with zero beauty left to debate.

"Ah!"

Erina Nakiri yelped, staring stunned at her calf before toppling to the ground.

She might be a culinary dynasty's pampered miss, but she'd binged plenty of movies too, knew zombie flicks and most infection tropes—she gawked at her calf in panic, pale hand itching to probe the wound yet too scared to touch.

The injury pain she'd glossed over for survival hit crystal clear from Li Ke's nudge, plunging her heart back into despair.

Hunger, God's Tongue rejecting Spam from trash ingredients—no, a curse.

Plus the brutal twist: meeting someone, tasting hope, only to realize infection loomed—it sank the girl into bottomless despair.

Tears flooded her eyes in a flash. She was tough, borderline arrogant even, but that rested on all she'd had.

Elite birth, top talent, grueling training—her pride's foundations, all gone in this merciless zombie hell.

Just death's shadow left.

"Looks like we're all left to fate's whim, eh?"

Li Ke chuckled. Her despair mirrored his own ordeal earlier, though his hit from spawn-zombie ambush with zero prep time, while hers stemmed from her slip-up.

How should I put it? There was no schadenfreude, but rather a sense of helplessness, a feeling that fate was simply ridiculous.

Under the girl's astonished gaze, he unwound the bandages wrapped around his arm, revealing his ghastly wound and displaying it to her.

"I am the same, so let's try to cherish the time we have left. Besides, who knows? Maybe being scratched doesn't necessarily mean death."

Li Ke crouched down, took several bottles of water he had scavenged and the medical supplies he had saved from his backpack, and then reached for the girl's shoes.

The dainty leather shoes encased a pair of delicate feet. Although they looked a bit dirty due to the blood, when Li Ke pulled the socks off her feet, he still saw a pair of quite beautiful soles.

Exquisite, petite, and even a little cute.

It was just that the scent of blood was a bit heavy.

Erina Nakiri watched as Li Ke gripped her calf; she endured the shyness and didn't pull back, only watching his actions in a flustered state.

There was no help for it; all she could do now was follow Li Ke's arrangements.

After cleaning the girl's wound with gauze and water, Li Ke poured the remaining alcohol over the injury, not missing a single exposed spot.

The pain brought on by the alcohol made the girl clench her fists, yet she held back and didn't make a sound, which surprised Li Ke quite a bit, as he had already prepared to stuff a piece of cotton cloth into her mouth.

To distract the girl from the pain, Li Ke asked casually.

"You said before that you also arrived in this world suddenly?"

Erina Nakiri nodded. She saw it clearly: there were no antibiotics or anything of the sort in the medical kit Li Ke had brought out. This meant that Li Ke didn't have any medicine either, or perhaps he had already used it all up.

However, if the medicine were truly effective, then this world shouldn't be filled with zombies.

The girl tilted her head back in despair.