Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

Li Yuetong has already been taught how to use the Glock 17, and with her supernatural abilities protecting her, she should be fine.

"Don't point the gun at me, and don't point it at yourself either. You better remember that."

"Uh-huh."

"Don't scream if you encounter zombies! Don't run around!"

"I'm definitely different in bed!"

Shenhe glanced at her sideways and rolled his eyes at her.

"Let's go then."

Both of them possessed spatial abilities, so they simply carried empty backpacks as a disguise, holding only weapons in their hands.

Shenhe walked ahead with a shotgun in hand, his figure steady. Li Yuetong followed behind, holding a pistol. She possessed a spatial shield and spatial blade, which were much more advanced than Shenhe's.

The first step was desensitization training.

"Ugh...ugh—!"

Shenhe led Li Yuetong directly to the stairwell on the fourteenth floor. As soon as they stepped into that area, their expressions changed simultaneously. Shenhe didn't give her a chance to back down, letting her go up on her own while he stayed below to wait.

Upon seeing the rotting zombie corpses and wriggling maggots, Li Yuetong immediately bent over and began vomiting violently.

After several days of fermentation, the entire stairwell was already filled with a strong stench of decay. When combined with the sour smell of her vomit, the odor became even more pungent. Even though Shenhe hid on the lower stairs, he couldn't withstand it in the end.

"Holy shit! Ugh! Ugh!"

The two people, separated by a few steps, vomited one after the other for almost a few minutes, until their stomachs ached from vomiting. In the end, they couldn't vomit anything anymore, and could only dry heave.

After the two of them returned home in a disheveled state, washed their faces, and put on masks that had been freshly sprayed with perfume, Shenhe finally took a deep breath and prepared to officially take her downstairs to kill zombies.

As Shenhe walked ahead, he always felt like there was a little vengeful ghost following him, its resentful gaze almost poking a hole through his back.

He felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. It wasn't that he was afraid Li Yuetong would actually use the spatial blade against him, but it was better to be on the safe side.

He turned around and met Li Yuetong's angry gaze. He deliberately put on a stern face and gently pinched her slender neck.

Li Yuetong's resentful expression instantly softened, all traces of resentment vanished, leaving only slightly rapid breathing.

Shenhe let go and continued walking forward.

Yes, she's been appeased. This girl is the easiest to appease.

"I'm doing this for your own good. Otherwise, what if you really encounter zombies and get disgusted? They won't wait until you've finished throwing up before they start eating your big butt."

"I know... don't say it so disgustingly..."

Li Yuetong responded softly, obediently following behind him, her face flushed as she watched his retreating figure. She wanted to say that he would only nibble on her there, but she was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

Shenhe led her all the way to the third floor. There were three households on this floor, two of which were empty, and there was a zombie in the middle room, which was perfect for Li Yuetong to practice on.

"I'll open the door in a bit. When the zombies rush at you, aim for their heads and shoot. Don't panic. If you can't hit them with your pistol, just use your superpower, understand?"

Shenhe lowered his head and carefully instructed the little woman beside him.

"Yes! I know!"

Li Yuetong stood ramrod straight, her hands gripping the pistol tightly, her index finger resting on the trigger in preparation, and she nodded vigorously with a serious expression.

Shenhe glanced at her pistol, turned around, raised his shotgun, aimed it at the door lock, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A large hole was blasted into the door lock instantly.

He reached out and grabbed the breach in the door, pulling it open with a series of swift and decisive movements. The zombie in the living room didn't even have time to react. It wasn't until Shenhe took a step back, giving Li Yuetong a shooting position, that the zombie suddenly turned around and pounced wildly towards the door.

Shenhe turned his head to look at Li Yuetong, about to speak, "Open—Holy crap?"

He froze halfway through his sentence.

Without him even needing to remind her, the moment he opened the door, Li Yuetong was already pursing her lips, nervously raising her gun with both hands, the muzzle steadily aimed at the zombie's head.

"Piu!"

The Glock 17, after being processed by the system, truly achieved the kind of sound-mute effect seen in movies.

The shot hit the zombie's forehead, but slightly off-center, missing the center of its eyebrow and shattering a piece of its brow bone.

Before the zombie could take another step forward, she adjusted the angle of her wrist and fired another clean and decisive shot.

"Piu!"

This time, the bullet pierced straight through the forehead, and the zombie's head exploded on the spot, with a piece of the back of its head flying off, splattering black and red blood all over the curtains behind it.

With a "thump".

[Spirit Dispelling Value +1]

The zombie fell straight to the ground and became completely still.

Li Yuetong gasped for breath, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then stared blankly at Shenhe, her face filled with disbelief. What had just happened?

She actually just shot her in the head like that?

"Mr. Shen...is it dead?"

Shenhe looked at her with great enthusiasm, partly because he was satisfied with her performance, and partly because the zombies she killed actually gave him experience points, which was exactly like a team mode.

Li Yuetong's hands were still stiffly holding the gun, aiming at the zombie. Her small face was full of confusion and helplessness. Looking at the zombie, which was clearly pouncing, she decisively shot it in the head twice, killing it instantly.

This little thing is a treasure! No screaming or panic, just calm, decisive, and swift action.

He gently pressed down on her still tense wrist and said softly, "Relax, you did a great job. Much better than my first time, keep it up!"

"Yes, yes! I'll do my best!"

Li Yuetong's eyes lit up at the compliment, and she nodded emphatically. She looked down at the gun in her hand like a treasure. With this, she felt that zombies were nothing special after all!

She loves playing with guns!

Shenhe was the first to enter the room, glancing down at it.

This is a zombie belonging to a shut-in who weighs over 200 pounds. Its large head is almost twice the size of Li Yuetong's.

He took a claw hammer out of his backpack and handed it to her, saying, "Smash its head and see if there's a crystal core inside."

Shenhe thought of the zombie crystal cores often seen in novels. What if they really existed? Letting her smash one open would be a good way to test her courage.

Li Yuetong swallowed hard, staring at the zombie on the ground with dread. Shooting was one thing, but this thing was clearly still human, yet it was smashing its head with a hammer…

The visual impact is too great.

Can I quit?

"What is a crystal core?"

"I don't know if it's true or not, but that's how it's written in novels. You can give it a try."

Shenhe casually replied, then turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving this good thing to the delicate girl.

The kitchen was completely empty, without even a pot, just a pile of moldy takeout boxes crawling with flies. It seems this otaku never cooked in his lifetime.

Upon opening the refrigerator, Shenhe found dozens of bottles of cola crammed inside. They took up space and were difficult to access, so he didn't rush to put them away. He planned to have Li Yuetong use her spatial ability to store them later.

Just then, a series of muffled thuds came from the living room.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Shenhe turned his head and saw a stark contrast: Li Yuetong's face was streaked with tears, but she gripped the claw hammer tightly with both hands and smashed it hard on the zombie's head again and again, not stopping even when the head was flattened.

His clothes were covered in bloodstains from the splattered brain matter.

The slender, delicate figure smashed against the massive corpse, tears and ferocity mingling together—the contrast was striking, and also incredibly beautiful.

Shenhe knew in her heart that her tears were not out of fear, but simply due to her incontinence.

When it smells good, smells bad, or is stimulating, your body can't help but drop into the water.

"Alright, stop smashing. Go put the drinks from the fridge into your spatial storage."

He went out and took the hammer from her hand. Looking down at her mangled head, he thought, this woman's courage is beyond belief; she's far more monstrous than him.

"It stinks..." Li Yuetong muttered, covering her nose, and obediently turned and went to the kitchen.

Shenhe stirred the zombie's brain with a hammer, but found nothing. He then used the ram's horn to pry open the zombie's chest, trying to see if there was anything inside its heart.

In the end, there was nothing. Oh well, whatever.