I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1302 - 309: I’m Ready! I’m Done! One Second?
The understood know what they need to know.
It’s just that they haven’t been in real combat.
Suddenly, his face turned crimson.
Zhao Yun wrapped her jade-like arm around Wang Zixuan’s neck, "Meeting you in this apocalypse is my fortune. I don’t know what the future holds, but you are already the only person in my heart. Let me stay by your side from now on."
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Zhao Yun noticed the moisture on her arm; it was Wang Zixuan’s tears. He was utterly overwhelmed by Zhao Yun’s simple words, and tears were streaming down his face.
"I... I..."
He really didn’t know what to say.
He had never felt as happy as he did now.
"What’s wrong?" Zhao Yun thought that since she had already opened her heart, retreat was not an option. It had to be all or nothing, with no half-measures.
"It’s nothing, I just thought I was a zombie, and shouldn’t..."
Um...
Wang Zixuan stared wide-eyed, his mind completely blank. Even if someone asked him what 1+1 equals, he wouldn’t be able to answer correctly.
His mind was filled with...
Soft, moist, sweet, fragrant.
This was a feeling that single people could never experience.
The moonlight tonight was truly beautiful, magnificent, and enchanting. As a dark cloud silently drifted by, it obscured the strands of moonlight, turning the originally bright night into something hazy.
As if guided by the Goddess of Fortune, the dazed Wang Zixuan walked towards the temple bathed in holy light.
To Wang Zixuan,
If this were a dream, he wouldn’t want to wake up from it.
"Don’t do this, I’m a zombie; I might infect you."
"If I become a zombie, would I still be the most important existence in your heart?"
"Yes."
"Then it’s fine. As long as we’re together, what I become doesn’t matter that much to me."
"Really, am I dreaming?"
"It’s not a dream, everything is real."
"Mm..."
"What’s wrong? I’ve already prepared myself, don’t make me take the lead too much, okay?"
Zhao Yun had given it her all by now. She was a woman, and she had her reservations. Throughout their time together, she learned about Wang Zixuan’s feelings for her.
Knowing that Wang Zixuan was a zombie and that his bodily fluids might contain the virus, she dared to do this because she had become an Awakener a while ago.
An information Awakener, a seemingly useless ability.
The only advantage of being an Awakener is immunity to the zombie virus.
Zhao Yun also had no experience in these matters, but she knew what was happening. Soon it would be Wang Zixuan’s turn to take the initiative.
It’s just that...
"I... I’m finished."
"Huh?"
The most awkward thing in life is this: when a woman is prepared, and the other person says they’re done.
"Yes, I’m finished." Wang Zixuan’s voice was weak, filled with insecurity. He understood he was deficient, and if he calculated it, maybe it was at most a second.
Zhao Yun was stunned, a bit dazed.
But she quickly understood.
"Thank you for giving me a perfect experience."
"I..."
Wang Zixuan felt even more ashamed. Those words hurt, it shouldn’t have been like this, but... why did he have to be like this.
At night.
The two embraced.
It was Wang Zixuan’s first time truly holding Zhao Yun in his arms.
He used to wonder day and night if he would ever have a day like this.
Now, everything had come true.
He was genuinely happy.
This happiness came from deep within.
...
Morning.
In Madas City.
"Frostmourne, why do you like absorbing the blood of these zombies?"
Lin Fan looked at the Frostmourne in his hand, witnessing its terrifying abilities.
He no longer needed to act personally.
Faced with a city full of zombies, he held the Frostmourne, and with a single thought, saw countless bloody threads appearing on its surface. These threads, seemingly alive, twisted as they spread in all directions.
These blood threads seemed to know their target was zombies.
They wrapped around the surrounding zombies, and in the blink of an eye, drained their blood, leaving behind desiccated corpses.
Lin Fan was left speechless, dumbfounded.
Exclaiming in disbelief.
And the culprit behind all this quickly returned to its original state.
The silver-white blade glimmered under the sunlight.
Still as resplendent as ever.
"Even though your actions seem somewhat sinister, I believe that under my guidance, you will surely follow me down the path of light."
Lin Fan had faith in Frostmourne and even more in his original choice.
After all, the moment he first saw Frostmourne, he was deeply captivated. With it, he had been clearing zombies in the apocalypse, forming an unbreakable bond.
At this moment.
Leaving behind a city full of dried corpses was not a good thing. If some timid survivors saw this situation, they might be frightened.
So he couldn’t do such a thing.
The power of frost was far less than its blood-absorbing ability, with limited coverage. So he moved on, freezing large areas, turning those dried corpses into ice sculptures, breaking them into ice shards that scattered everywhere.
This was the most beautiful scenery.
After a long time.
An empty city was left for future generations.
Not destroyed.
This was the only thing Lin Fan could do. To him, if he was sure he wouldn’t damage the city, he truly wouldn’t. Every brick and tile was painstakingly built by people.
Not considering the value, just the effort, was unimaginable.
He stood on the edge of the city’s tall building, gazing toward the distant horizon, the once bustling world now quiet.
"Huh...what’s that?"
From miles away, he seemed to see colored smoke appearing in the distant sky, that was...
Suddenly.
He thought of the survivors.
Was that a rescue signal sent by the survivors?
So far from Huang City, were there still people surviving?
