Apocalyptic Survival Journey After Becoming a Beautiful Girl Chapter 5

After whatever happened, I gently pushed Long Tianfeng to signal that I was fine.

Long Tianfeng eyed me hesitantly for a moment before slowly releasing my arm.

I moved my whole body around a bit, then lifted my head, just about to say to Long Tianfeng, "See? Nothing's wrong, right?" when—

Long Tianfeng suddenly bellowed!

"Watch your back!"

Before I could even process the meaning of those words, a tearing pain shot through my right shoulder, and a massive force from behind slammed me to the ground!

"Bam!" I even felt my ribs groan in protest. The impact darkened my vision, but the pain in my shoulder jolted me back awake!

The sensation on my shoulder, along with the heavy breathing, told me I'd been bitten by something. I wanted to turn my head and look, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, and with my body pinned down and helpless, I couldn't do a thing.

"What the f*ck!!!!!"

Just as I felt like I was about to die, that ever-smiling, easygoing good guy, Long Tianfeng... he actually got angry?

I'd known Long Tianfeng for over a decade. Since I met this guy, I'd almost never seen an angry expression on his face—except for a few times. After I got bullied by some upperclassmen, he'd charged in like a madman, one against three... and beat those three older students until they begged for mercy before he stopped.

Looks like... this guy's pissed off again today.

I don't know how terrifying Long Tianfeng is when he's angry, but ever since that incident, his reputation grew huge. Even many upperclassmen would habitually call him "Brother Long" when they saw him.

I always joked, 'You're not cut out to be a rich kid from an official family—you might as well be a gangster.'

As for why... Long Tianfeng never looks at me when he's angry, I don't know. But because of that, I've never seen his face head-on when he's furious.

And this time, I actually forgot about the thing biting me behind me, and instead strained to lift my head, looking at Long Tianfeng as he charged over.

Tianfeng... when you rage, you really are like a demon or a god.

I murmured to myself in my thoughts, my body gradually losing strength. All I could do was press my cheek against the scorching asphalt, completely unable to struggle anymore.

With a rush of hurried footsteps, the weight on my back suddenly lifted, but my right shoulder felt an even sharper tearing pain. I let out a muffled groan, and at the same time, a dark shadow "Bam!" landed beside me...

His face was covered in blood, eyes bloodshot—that face, like a vicious ghost, was now chewing on something...

Was that... flesh from my shoulder?

Blood loss slowly blurred my consciousness. Though I couldn't see clearly anymore, I could hear Long Tianfeng's frantic shouts...

I wanted to answer...

I...

That's where the memory ends. When I woke up again, I was in this room.

I touched my right shoulder, the spot where I'd been bitten... The skin was smooth and soft, pure as jade. The sensation under my fingertips was so novel...

Fine, so what if I'm a virgin?!

I dropped my hand in defeat. In the past, I couldn't touch a beauty because I wasn't good enough... Now I finally touched a woman... and I still can't do anything!!

Wait! I checked up top, but what about down below...

Instinctively, I reached down and grabbed... The empty feeling left me with a very complicated mood.

He was relieved that at least physically, he hadn't turned into some kind of hermaphrodite...

But then sorrowfully remembered that good brother he'd raised for over twenty years—gone... just gone... gone!

All that was left for him... was that vague, phantom... ache in the balls!

And now... that faint melancholy had transformed into...

Pain!

Thinking of this, he reached out and viciously grabbed the two extra lumps of flesh on his chest, only to feel a sharp sting, the pain making him grimace and bare his teeth.

"Sssss~~~~"

He sucked in a cold breath, his hand pausing mid-motion, switching from grabbing to rubbing...

He had to admit, this pain was a pretty novel sensation.

Sigh...

After rubbing a couple of times, a tingling, numbing feeling spread from his chest, and he yanked his hand back as if shocked, feeling a sense of loss?

Or maybe...

What rotten luck!

For now, he'd stop worrying about the gender issue. Irritably, he smoothed the stray strands of hair by his cheek, crouched down, and closed his eyes...

He didn't know how long had passed when moonlight flickered past his tightly shut eyelids, waking him with a start. There were still zombies outside—he couldn't afford to fall asleep now. Glancing at the sky, the moon had shifted to his right side, meaning he was probably facing due south...

So, based on the moon's position, it was already early morning?

Sitting around wouldn't solve anything. He'd better get back to his own home... He remembered he had a Great Black Eagle Mechanical Crossbow, something his good brother

Long Tianfeng had gotten for him. After all, that thing counted as contraband—only those rich second-generation or official brats would mess with it. Though he liked it too, he never dared

to take it out.

Getting reported wouldn't be a small matter.

Unlike in the movies, the zombies' running speed wasn't as slow as imagined... maybe even faster than a normal person's sprint.

He'd noticed that just now while crouching on the balcony.

He put his phone back in his bag, of course turned off—given the situation, saving every bit of power mattered. Who knew if there'd be electricity later?

But... he remembered that travel-loving guy next door had a solar charger; he'd shown it off when they met.

If he could get his hands on that, he wouldn't have to worry about running out of power.

That was all later. Right now, he had to figure out how to get out of here.

He'd fallen about three stories—no wonder the impact had blacked him out. If his hand hadn't grabbed the bedsheet at the last second, shifting his center of gravity

inward and cushioning some of the force, he'd either have been smashed flat or knocked unconscious.

After all, three stories was still pretty high for an ordinary person.

Looking left and right, the windows on both sides were at least a meter and a half away. The window directly above him... was only about two meters. So... should he

go up or go sideways?

The distances to the sides weren't short, and there was almost no grip. If he tried for the sides, the most likely outcome was... he'd miss the balcony and fall straight down, turning into a meat

pancake.

"Better check above..." He glanced down at the indistinct dark figures below—he didn't want to die that horribly.

About two meters. He hadn't measured his height, but from his experience, his current vision seemed a bit lower—maybe around... one meter

seven-something, not reaching one meter eight. Figuring the middle range, his height now was probably about one meter seventy-five.

For a female build, that was still pretty tall.

Incidentally, my original height was about 1.8 meters...

I tried reaching out my hand and could barely touch the balcony, but my fingers didn't have the strength to support me. After thinking it over, I casually picked up my ZIPPO, opened the cigarette pack, and pulled out a cigarette. I lit it, and the familiar taste spread through my mouth, but at the same time, my lungs were unusually rejecting the smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A fit of coughing. I figured... my new body must have already cleaned out my original lungs.

As for the theory that this wasn't my body, that had been completely overturned. My phone and keys, including my wallet, were all in that drawer, which was enough to prove that the person lying on that bed was indeed me, no mistake.

As for why this happened, I could think about that after I was out of danger.

With a snap, I closed the lid of the ZIPPO. I was grateful that the ZIPPO's seal was so good—if it had run out of lighter fluid, that would have been really awkward.

I weighed it in my hand a couple of times and nodded... By the way, my ZIPPO was the brass armor-plated thick version, so it had some heft to it.

As for what I was going to do? Heh...

I locked onto the spot and suddenly hurled the lighter in my hand! Immediately after, I quickly held the bundle over my head.

At the same time, that brass-colored lighter struck the window glass!

Smack! Crash, clatter~