Time to Leave This Place, My Accomplice

Although her body had become a zombie, Jiang Zhaosu had only just transmigrated here, and deep down, she still felt like a human.

Once she was full, her humanity resurfaced, and she found it hard to accept how savage and violent she had become.

Bracing herself on the ground, she vomited all over the floor. Before she could even feel sorry for herself, a head popped over beside her.

Qi Xing stood with his hands behind his back and bent down to look at her. "Why are you throwing up? If you're full, don't force yourself to eat. I was saving that for you. Look at all that waste!"

Jiang Zhaosu: "..."

Wasn't this guy the one truly suited to be a zombie?

Why was he an Ability User while she was a zombie?!

In the apocalypse novels Jiang Zhaosu had read, Ability Users were generally the good guys, while zombies were villainous cannon fodder.

But watching Qi Xing hum softly as he neatly pried open Muscle Man's skull with a dagger to prevent him from zombifying if he wasn't quite dead, Jiang Zhaosu felt that this man looked far more like a villain than she did.

Not only had Qi Xing cut off Shen Qiang's head, he had also done exactly as he said and cut more flesh from Shen Qiang and Old Ma, packing it into a bag as Reserve Food for Jiang Zhaosu.

Jiang Zhaosu watched in utter horror.

She had thought that after this fight, she could part ways with him.

But Qi Xing's actions clearly showed that he intended to keep taking her along.

No way.

This man looked all smiles—pretty and easygoing—but judging by what he had just done, he was definitely no harmless character.

She was a weak little zombie who couldn't even truss a chicken. If she followed this bad man with eight hundred schemes in his head, she might not even know how she died when the time came.

While Qi Xing packed up, Jiang Zhaosu quietly shuffled toward the supermarket entrance, preparing to make a run for it.

Qi Xing seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Before she had taken more than a few steps, he asked eerily, "Fortune, where are you going?"

A green vine silently emerged from a crack in the floor and coiled around Jiang Zhaosu's ankle like a snake.

Her feet were forcibly pulled together. Already uncoordinated, Jiang Zhaosu instantly snapped to attention, then fell over with a bang like a stiff mummy.

This time, her chin hit the floor first, knocking it crooked.

Even without pain, the sudden turn of events made Jiang Zhaosu's vision go black.

"Awoo! Awoo!"

This was way too unfair to a zombie!

A grief-stricken howl squeezed from Jiang Zhaosu's throat, and two streams of bloody tears ran down her bruised and swollen face.

Why had she been so unlucky as a human, and why was she still so unlucky as a zombie?!

She had run into such a powerful Ability User right at the start!

Now that she had become a zombie, shouldn't weak, helpless humans be screaming in terror and fleeing in every direction from her?

How had everything been turned upside down? Why did she have to rack her brains trying to escape from a human instead?!

After sorting his things, Qi Xing stood and walked over to Jiang Zhaosu, who was wriggling toward the exit like an inchworm. His voice was gentle. "Fortune, how can you be so heartless? You ate and then ran?"

"..."

Jiang Zhaosu wriggled for ages, only to crawl three meters.

Angry and exhausted, she simply buried her face in the ground and pretended not to hear Qi Xing speaking.

Qi Xing sighed. "Such a heartless little zombie. Better slaughter you."

!

The moment Jiang Zhaosu heard that, she immediately raised her head and looked at Qi Xing pleadingly.

"Awoo, awoo, awoo!!!"

Nooo!!!

She had a conscience! She was a model citizen!

As if he could hear her, Qi Xing asked, "Then will you follow me from now on?"

"Awoo!"

Jiang Zhaosu nodded like a pecking chick.

Follow!

Absolutely follow!

How the hell could she dare not follow him?

If she didn't, she'd kick the bucket right here!

Qi Xing's lips curved slightly. He reached out and helped her up from the ground, then took a handkerchief from his pocket and bent down to wipe Jiang Zhaosu's face.

She had been too hungry earlier and had eaten with absolutely no manners, leaving her face smeared with blood and chunks of flesh. Then she had slammed into the floor, leaving her face bruised and swollen and her chin crooked. Combined with her pitch-black pupils, she looked terrifying.

What Qi Xing was doing was actually somewhat risky. Jiang Zhaosu only needed to lower her head to bite his hand.

Yet Qi Xing seemed unconcerned. He carefully wiped the blood and grime from Jiang Zhaosu's face bit by bit, then even held her chin and thoughtfully snapped her dislocated jaw back into place.

At first, Jiang Zhaosu was somewhat resistant to Qi Xing's touch, but his movements were very gentle. Besides, after wiping her face, the handkerchief in his hand really had become much dirtier.

So Jiang Zhaosu surrendered. Like a child, she obediently tipped up her face and let Qi Xing wipe it.

From a distance, the scene even seemed somewhat warm, like an older brother carefully tending to his frail younger sister.

But Jiang Zhaosu failed to notice that several tender green shoots beside her feet were swaying gently without any wind.

The slightest sign that Jiang Zhaosu intended to attack, and those cute little sprouts would instantly turn into thick vines and mercilessly pierce through her chest and brain.

But until Qi Xing withdrew his hand, Jiang Zhaosu never bared her fangs.

Qi Xing took out the hoodie he had wanted Jiang Zhaosu to change into earlier and said, "Your clothes are too dirty. Change by yourself."

Following Qi Xing's gaze, Jiang Zhaosu lowered her head to inspect her body.

Her shirt had already been filthy and torn, and during her meal just now, it had become stained all over with Shen Qiang's blood. Its original color was no longer even visible. It really was too awful to look at.

Jiang Zhaosu stiffly raised her hand and took the hoodie Qi Xing offered. Rolling her eyes around and surveying the surroundings, she hopped toward the shelf where Qi Xing had hidden her earlier.

Only these shelves were tall enough to hide her while she changed.

As soon as Jiang Zhaosu ducked behind the shelf, she suddenly remembered something. Sticking out her little head, she howled several times at Qi Xing, who was still standing where he was but looking in her direction. "Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo!"

Don't peek while she changes!

Qi Xing, who had merely been curious about what she was doing: "..."

Who would be interested in watching a zombie covered in rotten flesh change clothes?

Glared at angrily by Jiang Zhaosu's big, distinctly black-and-white eyes, Qi Xing had no choice but to turn around and answer helplessly, "All right, all right, I won't look. Fortune can change by herself."

Jiang Zhaosu's limbs were stiff now, and after struggling for ages, she still could not undo the buttons on her clothes. She simply tore them apart instead. Then the sight of her own skeletal body, covered in rotten flesh and sores, gave her such a fright that she hurriedly pulled the hoodie over herself, covering the horrifying sight.

But she had trouble putting on the hoodie too. After searching forever, she still could not find the hole for her head, and she whimpered anxiously.

Suddenly, a pair of hands caught the hem of her shirt and gave it a light tug. The soft cotton fabric obediently fell down, covering the clearly visible ribs in her chest.

Jiang Zhaosu's head popped out through the collar as well, and she saw Qi Xing's incomparably handsome face.

Qi Xing bent down to look at her. His beautiful Fox Eyes were bewitching and captivating as he smiled faintly and said softly, "There. We should leave this place now, my accomplice."