Horror game, but harem plan

It bit the wooden thorn trap, but the simple trap made of wood was only damaged further.

At this rate, the wooden thorns won't be able to hold up for long, and I'm afraid the wooden blocks won't be able to either.

He stretched out one hand, and an object with a strange shape but emitting a cold metallic glow appeared in his palm.

"boom--!"

Fire flashed and shotgun bullets whizzed past.

The roar of the iron barrel shotgun shook the shelves. A bloody hole the size of a bowl exploded in the fat zombie's forehead, and rotten flesh fragments splattered on the floor behind her, but it still maintained its tenacious vitality and continued to attack anything that blocked its way.

At the same time, the armored guy who staggered backwards also grabbed the trap.

"The wood thorns can't hold on any longer. Shoot."

"it is good!"

Hong Xia narrowed her eyes and took a step towards Yang Ming's side. The stone arrow was pulled into an arc on the wooden bowstring.

The stone arrow brushed past the helmet brother's leather jacket and sank into his neck. Yang Ming took the opportunity to swing the stone hammer and smash it at the two heavyweight zombies that were gradually approaching. The rock hammer head and the helmet were intertwined again. The terrifying force made the helmet brother's already shaky body suddenly tilt as a whole!

Taking advantage of the moment when Helmet Brother fell to the ground, Yang Ming took out the shotgun again and began to reload ammunition.

The welded joints of these parts were very stiff, and it took a punch to open the smoking barrel. After reloading the ammunition, Yang Ming raised his arm again and pointed at the fat man who was still attacking the trap.

As the two wooden spike traps completed their final contribution and collapsed and disappeared, the flames once again sprayed towards the extremely ugly face.

The head was riddled with holes and blood was oozing out. The fat man's body, which weighed at least 300 pounds, fell backwards, and the ground seemed to shake.

The scorching touch of the shotgun barrel burned his palm. Yang Ming shook off the shell casing. The fallen helmeted man staggered to his feet, his broken elbow joint bent at a strange angle. The spikes of the iron gloves slammed hard on the wooden block. Hong Xia's second arrow broke through the air and the arrowhead penetrated the helmet of the helmeted man, which was almost completely deflated.

“It’s really meat.”

The stone hammer appeared in his hand again. Yang Ming's stone hammer, wrapped in a fishy wind, hit the helmet brother's shoulder. The rock and metal leather jacket collided with a sharp scream. Hong Xia's third arrow caught the crack of the helmet. The moment the arrow sank in, he finally fell down, and at the same time, the four ordinary zombies behind him were exposed.

"Lower your head!"

Yang Ming roared. The moment Hong Xia leaned over, the stone hammer struck the zombie's skull again in a circular arc, shattering the skull into pieces. This blow shattered the skull, and sticky brain matter splattered all over the floor.

"call···"

As he noticed that the girl's wooden bow had been reloaded, Yang Ming let out a breath and looked back. They were at the gate of the apartment. The wooden door of the fence here was not locked and was also very fragile. He needed to be alert to whether there would be a sneak attack from behind.

"call out!"

The stone arrow exploded with blood the moment it hit the zombie, and it fell down staggering.

"vomit···"

Yidi Chi Hongxia finally calmed down from her extremely excited state, and the moment she regained her senses, she began to retch. This time, the distance between her and the zombies was only the distance of a building block, and she could even clearly see the angles at which the flesh and blood splattered after being attacked by herself and Mr. Yang Ming.

Chapter 18: Pinching Face and Evading

——It’s just a game…

The dim eyes soon lit up, and in a trance, she found that her head was being held down by a warm big hand.

"Take a break. If I'm not mistaken, the next thing is the reward after the boss battle."

"Are those boxes? I also feel like there are good things in there."

The girl looked up at Yang Ming's expression, which was completely different from the one he had when he was talking to her. There was no change in any details of his facial features. His eyes looked at the tragic scene at the gate without any fluctuation, as cold as a machine.

——Yes... I arrived two days later than Mr. Yang Ming.

In other words, he was surviving and fighting alone in this cruel environment.

"I'm starting to look forward to seeing some good stuff in there. Let's go."

Soon, the man lowered his head and looked at her, and a smile naturally appeared on his eyelids. Somehow, Hong Xia's heartbeat accelerated again after seeing that smile.

"Is Mr. Yang Ming okay?"

"What could possibly happen to me? Oh my! Did Miss Ijichi see me in such a state of disarray?"

Being in crisis and being safe are two completely different states. How can he change his emotions so naturally?

The warmth of his palm was still above her head. Ijichi Hongxia took his palm with both hands. She took the opportunity to take a closer look. There were not too thick calluses at the base of her fingers, and they felt hard.

She just stared at the hand in front of her eyes for a long time.

Yang Ming did not stop her action. It was because after experiencing a huge emotional ups and downs, he needed something to subconsciously divert his attention. It was the body's protective mechanism.

——After all, my vigilance was not wrong.

If he rashly took the sledgehammer and went up to fight the Helmet Man and the Fatty, he could still accept this kind of toughness, but he would inevitably be hit once or twice by the Helmet Man who survived two hammer strikes.

The hand that Hongxia was holding moved.

His thumb and middle finger quickly came together and pinched the very soft cheek.

It has a soft texture rich in collagen, and the young people's mood becomes happy at this moment.

"Ah...Mr. Yang Ming...what are you doing?"

The cute face was pinched, Yang Ming did not answer her question, and then put his hand down.

The sledgehammer hit the wooden block, destroying it in a few strokes, and he was the first to walk into the final supply point.

"Oh my, what's going to happen? I'm really looking forward to it."

"···"

Her cheeks were a little hot, and Ijichi Hongxia touched the places where the warmth remained.

"Hmm! Mr. Yang Ming will be arrested as a pervert if he does this in Neon."

"Will Miss Ijichi call the police to arrest me?"

"Of course not..."

Hong Xia avoided his gaze, her emotion was overshadowed by another emotion, and the uncomfortable reaction just now disappeared.

In the last room, the most eye-catching things are the suitcase and two wooden boxes.

[Sealed transport box for hardworking and studious people] [Sealed transport box for hardworking and diligent people]

"Since we can't search these two boxes, do we need to break the seal on the outside first?"

Hong Xia touched the suitcase and spoke to Yang Ming.

"I guess so."

He took out a stone axe and broke the outer seal with four or five strokes, revealing the true appearance of the box.

【Bookstore box, never touched】

【Labor Day Box, never touched】

【Medical supplies, never touched】

"There are some books, Mr. Yang Ming! There are your books."

"Another skill book has arrived!"

"There's a pile of bullets in this box."

Yang Ming listened to Hong Xia's mumbling while he started knocking on the bed and curtains with a stone axe.

I inexplicably felt the joy of discovering a treasure with my partner. My lovely girlfriend was looking at the treasure and planning how to use it later.

After knocking on the bed and curtains, Yang Ming looked at Hong Xia who was packing her backpack, and then looked at his hands.

——Her face feels so good.

Not pinched enough.

Find opportunities to pinch it more often.

"Ms. Ijichi, there are still supplies here."

"Great~"

The girl's lively voice made people relax both physically and mentally. He smiled as he watched Hong Xia walk to the pile of food nearby, and soon the happiness on his face became even brighter.

Yang Ming observed this room. As the last room in the apartment, it was completely different from other rooms.

In addition to these brightly colored boxes of supplies, there was what should be military radio communication equipment on the table, and framed photos of medals hung on the walls.

The original resident here must have been a retired soldier.

Touching his beardless chin, Yang Ming sighed slightly.

Looking at the increasing supplies in her backpack, Ijichi Hongxia smiled happily. These things were not only a guarantee of her survival, but also had a very important meaning.

These are the results of my hard work with Mr. Yang Ming.

The feeling that she was not holding back and was even able to help a little made her happy from the bottom of her heart. Although what she did was not something to be happy about, the gains were very obvious.

She was happy about this, just like receiving her first salary after working.

"Dew collector! Water dispenser! Lots of water!"

"Duffel bag...what's in there?"

"Huh···"

Hong Xia's voice stopped abruptly. This sudden strange feeling attracted Yang Ming's attention, and he turned and walked towards Hong Xia.

"what happened?"

She stood there for a moment before coming to her senses.

"Mr. Yang Ming... look."

[Pistol v1]: A basic pistol, uses 9mm ammo, has a ranged damage of 37.2, and a magazine size of 15.

"hiss···!"

He took a breath of cold air. Although Hong Xia was able to find a hunting knife from the sink, her luck in finding it was far superior to his, but this thing...

If I'm not mistaken, it should be a Colt 1911 pistol.

The brutally low temperature condensed a dense rime on the surface of the gun. The blue layer of this Colt M1911 had faded to the dark blue of the sea at night. The hammer spring guide rod revealed the unique green color of copper oxide, and the base of the barrel was processed with a file to form a serrated anti-slip pattern.

This is a real firearm with modern precision technology.

"I also found bullets."

[9mm Ammunition] Conventional ammunition, long-range damage 32.

15 rounds, just enough for one magazine.

"Now your equipment is better than mine."

The pistol series benefits from the agility attribute, so this is undoubtedly Hong Xia's weapon.

"But I think Mr. Yang Ming is more suitable than me."

"Okay, if you keep trying to shirk my responsibility, I'll pinch your face."

"Ah...what is this?"

Hong Xia didn't know what to say for a moment. He actually mentioned what happened just now. She was at a loss for a moment, holding the gun.

Chapter 19: Choices after Confirmation

——Let’s give it to Mr. Yang Ming. After all, he often needs to fight zombies at close range, so it would be best to have a gun to ensure his safety.

"Still... um..."

The familiar warmth came to his head again. As far as he could remember, this was the third time he had touched his head.

"Is it so nice to touch?"

"If possible, I want to keep touching you."

"Mr. Yang Ming..."

"Well, let's go. We'd better find a place that can be called a shelter."

Yang Ming changed the subject.