Hearing the distinct sound of a zombie crushing a living person's neck.
Lin Hao's face changed dramatically, trying to stand up despite his leg injury.
Then he quickly fell back to the ground.
Ning Yu was faster, already standing at the door of the bedroom.
The door was slightly ajar, revealing a female zombie in home clothes.
Her black hair was disheveled, and she was bent over, gnawing, her face indiscernible.
The poor soul in her hands had already had his neck snapped, yet he still twitched incessantly.
But he was already beyond death.
A strong stench of blood and decay spread throughout the room.
Faced with such a hellish scene, an ordinary person would have already panicked.
Ning Yu, however, remained expressionless, as if there was nothing in the room.
She raised her hand, and the silver crossbow on her sleeve glinted with a cold light, ready to kill the zombie that had inexplicably appeared in Lin Hao's home.
"No!! Don't!!!"
Lin Hao's heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from the living room, where he was still lying on the ground.
"Please... please... that's my wife!"
Wife?
Ning Yu was taken aback. Was this the gentle-smiling woman in the photo in the living room, Lin Hao's wife?
So when he said 'she's already dead,' he meant this?
This explained why he had been bringing back large amounts of meat from the grocery store.
Was he perhaps raising his wife, who had mutated into a zombie?
Everything made sense now.
No wonder he looked so frail, choosing to risk going out for meat instead of eating what he had at home.
And why he had gone berserk when people tried to take his meat.
If these people had taken his meat, and with each exploration further exploited,
his 'wife' would have turned into a mummified corpse due to lack of food.
After all, zombies don't eat snacks; they are human slaughter machines forged with blood and flesh.
The fuel for these machines can be human flesh or ordinary meat.
All the previous doubts finally came together like threads.
Hearing Lin Hao's plea, the 'wife' in the bedroom lifted her head.
She revealed blood-red eyes and a hideous, decaying face.
As if sensing a threat, she dropped the corpse in her hands and suddenly sprang up.
With a shrill growl, she charged at Ning Yu.
Ning Yu didn't even dodge, standing still as the ugly, terrifying zombie rushed towards her.
The zombie had just reached the doorway of the bedroom when her feet suddenly stopped!
She then fell heavily to the ground, face-first.
She angrily kicked her legs, trying to break free from something.
It turned out that a metal chain had been locked around her ankle, the other end firmly attached to a heavy bed in the room.
This was probably Lin Hao's doing, to prevent his 'wife' from suddenly attacking and to ensure his own safety.
Although he still referred to the zombie as his 'wife,' it seemed Lin Hao still had some basic rationality.
His reason clearly recognized that the hideous walking corpse before him was a zombie.
But emotionally, he probably still couldn't accept it.
【Ding! Task: Love as a Disease progress updated】
【Task: Love as a Disease (3/?) Key choice appeared】
【Option 1: Immediately kill Lin Hao's 'wife,' ending the task.】
【Reward: Random attribute points * 2】
【Option 2: Do not kill Lin Hao's 'wife,' and listen to his request.】
【Original task reward remains unchanged, and additional hidden reward can be obtained】
A series of prompts appeared before Ning Yu's eyes, the first time a choice interface had appeared.
Ning Yu didn't hesitate.
If she were really just an ordinary little girl, Lin Hao was obviously trying to help her, a good-hearted person.
The female zombie in front of her was already locked up, posing no threat, and so was Lin Hao.
She had no interest in wasting time on meaningless killing.
Most importantly, the hidden reward was clearly the better option.
Thinking of this, Ning Yu slowly lowered her hand.
The titanium crossbow on her arm disappeared with her movement.
Seeing that Ning Yu didn't kill, Lin Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief, collapsing weakly to the ground.
His eyes filled with gratitude as he looked at Ning Yu.
If it weren't for Ning Yu today, given the intensity of the conflict earlier, Zhang Ge might have killed him.
His supplies would have been plundered clean.
The 'wife' locked in the room, if left without his care,
would either turn into a mummified corpse due to long-term lack of food, or be discovered and beaten to death with clubs.
Ning Yu walked over and helped Lin Hao sit up from the ground.
His wound was still bleeding, so after asking, Ning Yu fetched the medical kit from his home.
Lin Hao bandaged himself very skillfully, so Ning Yu didn't help him.
His 'wife' struggled in vain, howled a few times, and then went back to gnawing on the half-eaten feast.
The crunching sound made people's teeth ache, rustling again.
But Lin Hao seemed to be used to it, showing a bitter smile.
He looked at Ning Yu, who had found a chair to sit on, and found that she wasn't reacting either.
It was hard to imagine that such a cute little girl could have such terrifying strength.
And be so calm and ruthless.
In fact, she probably didn't need his help at all.
But on the other hand, if he hadn't thought of helping her, hadn't let her come to his home,
would he be dead now?
Ning Yu, rarely, took the initiative to open a topic:
"So what's the story here?"
She looked curious, appearing innocent.
But Lin Hao could no longer associate the word 'innocent' with Ning Yu.
He gently cut the bandage he had just wrapped around, the wound on his injured leg had also been disinfected.
Then he began to narrate slowly:
"Her name is Lin Xiaolu, the girl you saw in the wedding photo in the living room."
"We grew up together."
"We went to the same middle school, high school, and even agreed to go to the same university."
"I confessed during high school, and we naturally got together."
"After graduating from university, we got married."
"We imagined many, many futures."
"Living in a bright and transparent house, coming home together after work, eating together, and then lying down to watch movies."
"It would be best to raise a big fat cat, lying between us while we watch movies."
"It's just such a simple wish."
He seemed to have fallen into memories, pouring out a lot of words at once.
His eyes were blank, recalling the happy scenes of the past.
"But as you can see, this disaster came."
"All our dreams shattered, scattered to pieces."
"A few days ago, when I finally managed to get back home..."
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
