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

At 11 a.m., Shenhe got up after sleeping for a little over an hour with Li Yuetong in his arms.

Despite their late nights, both of them are physically fit, especially Shenhe, whose overall fitness level is over 70, meaning he can go without sleep for days.

Li Yuetong's score of 36 points also recovered quickly.

One thing Shenhe wants to say is that although Li Yuetong has excellent overall qualities, she is physically weak and has a lot of dampness in her body.

At this moment, Shenhe lay lazily on the sofa, quietly gazing at Li Yuetong's graceful and charming back.

Since waking up in the morning, she had been too embarrassed to look Shenhe in the eye. She thought she must have been shocked by his change.

Li Yuetong wore a short, loose-fitting gray t-shirt, showing off her curvaceous figure and outstanding temperament.

She paired the outfit with gray cotton athletic shorts, creating a simple and refreshing look that accentuated her long legs.

She spread out her yoga mat, turned her back to the Shenhe River, and slowly stretched her muscles and bones, doing stretching exercises.

With graceful posture, strength and beauty are perfectly balanced in both movement and stillness.

To be able to walk with her.

He felt he hadn't lived in vain. Thinking about how he hadn't lived in vain, the image of the cold-faced beauty, Lin Zhien, appeared in his mind again.

I wonder if that woman who secretly beat me to repay a debt of gratitude is still alive.

.........

Time: 9:00 AM, August 8th

Jinhua Garden is an old residential area with relatively lush greenery. Before the apocalypse, it was considered a livable community in a good location. Now, the green belts are overgrown with weeds, and the former tranquility has long been replaced by the roars of zombies.

Room 502, Building 5.

The cozy bedroom was somewhat dimly lit. This neighborhood was among the first to experience a power outage, which had been ongoing for two days.

On the bed, Lin Zhien lay quietly, her face covered in cold sweat, her eyebrows trembling slightly, and she opened her eyes groggily.

Her eyes were initially glazed over, then she glanced around blankly until she saw a figure sitting by the bed who looked almost exactly like her. Only then did her jumbled memories slowly return, and she remembered her situation.

She didn't get home until midnight yesterday. She climbed over the wall of Lijing Garden and rushed home as fast as she could. What would normally be a ten-minute taxi ride took her more than a day to walk.

The entire city has long since become a zombie paradise.

At first, she followed the route Mr. Shen had given her for two kilometers, which was the safest part of the journey. She could hardly see any wandering zombies along the way. But after she finished that route, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse.

No matter which way she went, she would run into zombies, and several times she had to turn back and find another way out.

She occasionally encountered other survivors along the way, but she dared not relax for a moment and had to keep her distance. She was too beautiful, and no one could guarantee that those survivors would not do anything to her. She could only remain vigilant.

They trekked for more than a day with great difficulty.

To avoid the zombies, she drank two bottles of the magical stamina-restoring potion that Mr. Shen gave her. She had less than ten bullets left in her gun, and the magazine was also empty. She finally managed to sneak back to her own community without any major incidents.

It wasn't until she saw her sister safe and sound at home that her tense mind suddenly relaxed. Her vision went black, and she fainted. When she opened her eyes again, it was already this moment.

"Sis! You're awake! Sis, do you still recognize me?"

As soon as Lin Xingran saw her sister open her eyes, she rushed forward and gently waved her hand in front of her eyes.

Lin Zhi'en was speechless for a moment, her voice weak and hoarse, "How could I not recognize you? Are you scared out of your wits?"

Upon hearing her sister speak normally, Lin Xingran immediately burst into tears, "Sis! Thank goodness, you still recognize me! You didn't turn into a zombie... I was so scared! If anything had happened to you, I wouldn't want to live anymore..."

As she spoke, she quickly picked up the water glass from the bedside table and handed it to her, saying, "Sister, have some water first."

Although Lin Zhien didn't know what her sister was panicking about, her throat was extremely dry. She took the water and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking, she looked at Lin Xingran with obvious urging in her eyes, indicating that she should speak her mind.

Lin Xingran wiped away her tears, carefully lifted Lin Zhien's arm, her voice trembling with sobs.

"Sis, you've been scratched by a zombie!"

Lin Zhien raised her arm and brought it close to her eyes. She saw three scratch marks about five centimeters long on her fair forearm, clearly made by fingernails.

The two cuts were shallow, only scratching the surface of the skin, but the middle cut was extremely deep.

The edges of the wound were purplish, the blood had congealed into a dark red scab, and the surrounding skin was red and swollen.

The wound had clearly been treated; the blood and grime had been cleaned away, and iodine had been applied for disinfection.

Lin Zhien gently touched the wound with her other hand, and a sharp pain instantly exploded within her.

"hiss--"

She was breathing rapidly, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to knock the decorations in front of her off.

When did I get captured by a zombie?

She tried desperately to recall, but she couldn't remember exactly which time it was. She had been approached by zombies far too many times along the way; if it weren't for the pistol Mr. Shen had given her, she probably would have died on the way.

Her face gradually darkened, all color draining away. She had just reunited with her sister, and hadn't even had a chance to take her back to Mr. Shen to continue repaying his kindness...

Was she really going to die here after surviving so easily? She felt a little guilty towards Mr. Shen for his painstaking efforts in saving her…

"Sister—! Waaah—"

Seeing her sister's pale and frightening face, Lin Xingran felt a pang of heartache and immediately rushed forward to hug Lin Zhien's neck, bursting into tears.

"Ouch! That hurts! You're pressing on my wound! My goodness! Let go!"

The impact sent a piercing pain through Lin Zhien's wound, instantly banishing any lingering sense of despondency.

Furious and in pain, he raised his hand and slapped Lin Xingran hard on the back, signaling her to get up quickly.

"Um... Sister~"

Lin Xingran sat back down, rubbing the spot where she had been hit.

Distracted by her younger sister, Lin Zhien woke up from the pain, and her intelligence returned to its former glory.

As she watched the bright red blood gushing from the wound that had been pressed open, she recalled how those children turned into zombies within seconds or minutes of being bitten, their wounds turning black and festering—completely different from her own situation!

And she's been unconscious for so long...

Apart from weakness and stinging pain from the wound, there were no signs of stiffness, coldness, or loss of control in the body.

A thought suddenly popped into her head, making her gasp for breath: she... didn't seem to be infected? What was going on?

Of course she didn't know.

All of this is thanks to Shenhe.

Before they parted, she drank the elixir given to her by Shenhe.

And this elixir happens to contain antibodies against the zombie virus of the apocalypse.