Horror game, but harem plan

"Yang Ming..."

Hongxia threw herself into his arms for comfort. Her fingers were already trembling with spasms. In the past few hours, she had pulled the trigger thousands of times, and the mental pressure also made her a little collapsed.

Goto Ichiri didn't know when she came to Yang Ming's side. She knelt down with a slightly dazed expression.

"Oh~ Why are you crying? Come and give me a kiss."

When Yang Ming's lips touched Hong Xia's trembling eyelashes, he tasted the saltiness of gunpowder and tears.

"Does Miss Goto need it too?"

"what···"

Yili subconsciously wanted to shake his head to refuse, but then stopped and just sat there blankly without any movement.

——Are you going to die?

Is this short life full of sorrow about to end?

I finally met friends in high school whom I was willing to cherish for the rest of my life, formed a band, and experienced the so-called "real life" with their company.

Performing on stage, saving the day with guitar, going hiking, working together...

His mind gradually became empty, and Goto Ichiri watched Yang Ming stand up from the ground and move his body as if he were doing some health exercises.

"Yang Ming... maybe we can find another one before they completely destroy this building..."

Hongxia looked at him.

"Well... the risk is too high. They're moving too fast and coming from all directions. If we can't distance ourselves from them, we're all doomed."

"And even if we can create some distance, if the zombies attack and destroy the building blocks while we're building them, we'll fall directly from the air into them."

Yang Ming finally checked the iron sledgehammer and shotgun, took out the maintenance tools and repaired them.

"Then... Yang Ming..."

He ignored Hong Xia's call and took out his medical supplies from his backpack.

Steroids

【Strong Health Treasure】

【beer】

Vitamins

Black Belt Coffee

Well... luckily he had studied the book [Bar Fight] before, otherwise he might get drunk according to the description of [Beer]. He couldn't figure out how to fight zombies while dizzy.

"Give me half of your medical supplies."

Goto Ichiri and Ijichi Nijinka didn't understand why, but they still took it out of their backpacks.

Putting it into his backpack, Yang Ming used it directly. He chewed a plate of yellow tablets in his mouth and at the same time inserted a needle into his arm.

[Strong Treasure]'s damage reduction, [Endosteroid]'s increased movement speed, [Vitamin]'s prevention of illness, [Beer]'s stamina recovery and burst damage, and [Craig]'s increased ranged damage.

Attributes appeared on the panel one after another. Yang Ming clenched his powerful arms, feeling hot all over and developing a very unfamiliar desire to destroy.

"Hmm... it tastes terrible."

Yang Ming swallowed the pill with a rolling motion in his Adam's apple, then suddenly smashed the beer bottle against the wall. The sharp glass fragments reflected an eerie purple light in the moonlight—a unique fluorescence produced by the combination of potent steroids and alcohol. He looked down at his arm, where veins throbbed, and it felt like countless steel balls were surging through his veins beneath his skin.

Finally, he took out the [Steak and Potatoes] made by Hong Xia and ate it greedily.

[Health Recovery +50]

"While I'm pulling them all away, find a rooftop and stay there. I'll come back to find you once I'm sure it's safe."

"Follow instructions.

He placed his hands on the heads of the two girls, and the shadow of his hair just covered the girls' gradually shocked eyes.

Hong Xia's scream was stuck in his throat. The capillaries catalyzed by steroids formed a strange protective net on the surface of his skin. His skin was no longer like that of a normal human being, and was full of weirdness everywhere.

The young man's smile when he looked back was bitter.

"Don't worry, according to the dream, these things will lock onto my location, so you're probably... safe."

He didn't leave time for a final greeting, as he was afraid that if Hongxia and Yili continued to say something to him, he would not be able to convince himself to make such a decision.

A man's words should carry weight, right?

Falling from the five-meter-high roof of the gun shop to the floor below, Yang Ming used a sledgehammer to kill a zombie that was about to rush into the gun shop. He looked back at the interior of the building, which was densely packed with zombies. The moment he landed, they seemed to sense something, and their chaotic eyes all looked at him.

"Come on, come on, I'll play with you."

Yang Ming's sledgehammer shrieked as it tore through the air. The hammerhead drew a spiral of blood under the crimson moonlight, and the seething muscle fibers resonated like a bowstring being stretched. The first sweeping blow flattened a three-meter radius fan-shaped area, severing over ten zombies like harvested stalks. Before the scattering organs even hit the ground, the second blow smashed vertically into the ground, sending the soft earth caving in beneath the impact.

"Not enough, you bastards!

His vocal cords, burned by various enhancers, let out a roar like sandpaper rubbing against each other. At this moment, this boiling body was the most seductive pheromone transmitter.

Chapter 73 The Fear of Being Locked

About to be surrounded, he had to retreat.

When Yang Ming jumped out of the gun shop's iron fence, stepping on the pile of corpses, the zombies in the building followed closely. A rough count showed that there were at least a hundred of them! And as the zombies from the surroundings continued to join them, the number was still increasing.

The red moonlight cast a shadow like a demon's horn behind him - it was a visual afterimage caused by the hammer being swung too quickly.

The glass curtain walls of the entire street began to resonate. When Yang Ming swung his hammer, he accidentally scraped the vehicles along the way. The sound of metal friction and the wailing of zombies formed a symphony of death. The outer wall of the convenience store on the corner suddenly exploded. The moment three helmeted brothers rushed over, Yang Ming's sledgehammer accurately stuck into the gap of the first one's helmet, and with brute force, he swung it into a bloody meteor hammer and smashed it into the group of zombies behind.

When the outline of the gun shop completely disappeared at the corner of the street, Yang Ming suddenly saw two yellow dots that had been guarding the direction before through the building. It seemed that if he was too far away from his teammates, their position would be marked.

This was the first time he knew this since he had never been separated from the girl.

But his enhanced hearing also picked up the sobbing sound from the rooftop at twelve o'clock - those two silly girls actually didn't evacuate as planned, and in the moment of distraction, the sharp teeth of a mutant dog bit through his calf gastrocnemius muscle.

"boom!"

The severe pain made Yang Ming laugh wildly and threw the zombie dog and the asphalt on the ground away.

With the help of the potion, the health only dropped by 5 points and was immediately restored. The recovery of health is a slow process. In this game, only [Painkiller] can instantly increase health.

Yang Ming stopped running. He had already distanced himself from the building where the girl was. At the same time, he also found that zombies were constantly rushing towards him - his judgment was not wrong.

[Blood Moon] directly locks onto the [player's] position.

And the one being targeted is none other than yourself!

This is not an unfounded judgment, but is based on the past that only I have seen.

Yang Ming clearly remembered the moment when all the zombies stared at him, and the fear that sent chills down his spine.

This means there is no way to escape the battle. Even if you hide in a high-rise building or are buried underground, zombies can still find you step by step by destroying the properties of objects and tear you apart.

“It’s really terrible…”

The heartbeat and body circulation forcibly activated by the drugs made his body abnormally active. He felt extremely hot and wanted to destroy something.

Turning to look at the tide of zombies rushing towards him, he didn't flee, but advanced! His jaw dropped, his shoulders lifted, and his arms pushed the sledgehammer's head towards the dense swarm of zombies.

The damage reduction effect of Qiangjianbao allows him to absorb a lot of damage under the effect of the medicine!

With a tense of his shoulders, the hammer head changed position the moment it touched the zombie's body, and the long-handled weapon unleashed a super heavy blow at a very close distance!

However, the surge in the number of zombies within the range of the sledgehammer slowed down the hammer's penetration speed.

He was bound to be attacked.

He spun around, drawing his weapon, and the broken bones swept down the zombies that followed. A rotten hand grabbed the hammer head, and he smashed his hand and skull directly into the parking meter on the side of the road. The metal rod pierced through five bodies before stopping.

"I've been wanting to try this for a long time!"

His health suddenly dropped to 55. He chewed the painkiller that he had put in his mouth in advance, and directly raised it to 95, and then replenished it as his blood slowly recovered.

"ah----!!!"

In a trance, the overly excited Yang Ming heard a sharp roar.

That sound, different from the zombies' roar, sounded familiar...

He took a step back to avoid the zombies trying to grab him, and swung the hammer again!

The pain seemed to be transformed into a violent pleasure. He deliberately let a zombie bite his right arm. When five zombies were tearing at this "meat bait" at the same time, he took advantage of the moment when they opened their bloody mouths to stuff a double-barreled shotgun into their throats. He pulled the trigger and destroyed them along with several zombies behind them!

Blood splattered as the carbon-based creatures could not prevent their flesh from being shattered. Muscle tissue and turbid fluid from the brain splashed, and bones became white fragments. The extreme violence actually possessed a certain beauty at this moment.

He drank [Black Belt Coffee] the moment he swung the hammer to create distance—each of these pills had the negative effect of reducing water content.

"Woo-!"

These vicious dogs hiding in the zombie group turned into deadly assassins at this moment, biting Yang Ming's legs on the left and right at the same time. His left leg suddenly lost consciousness, and the mutant dog bit off his Achilles tendon. He staggered and knelt, and the sledgehammer was put back into the backpack. He grabbed the zombie dogs' necks with both hands and threw them into the zombie group, knocking them down.

[Bleeding! You are bleeding!]

His health value fluctuated wildly between 58 and 67. Yang Ming took out the first aid bandage that he had never been willing to use before. The bleeding improved and his left leg regained sensation, but those entangled guys approached again!

The grass armor has endured too many attacks and has completely lost its effectiveness, with the armor level returning to 0.

If it weren't for the high damage reduction of [Strong Treasure], he would not be able to withstand such a large number of attacks and would be torn to pieces in an instant.

The moment his health value recovered, his injuries began to heal. Yang Ming ran and fled directly to a wooden house. He smashed the wooden door with his shoulder. The moment he rushed in, he found the way to the second floor without looking back, completely ignoring the zombies that appeared in the house.

——Even with the help of drugs, there is no way to fight hard. This is not a real game, but a [survival game] in the guise of a game. Those things attacking him will cause various inconveniences in movement, and even interrupt his attacks. He can't completely ignore those attacks, thus forming a [blood exchange] to get rid of them.

Mobile fighting is the best solution when facing a large number of enemies.

He raised the sledgehammer high and smashed two flights of stairs with two blows. When he reached the second floor, a roar was heard behind him. There was still a bullet left in the double-barreled shotgun. Without turning his head, Yang Ming raised his arm over his shoulder and pulled the trigger behind him.

Hearing the sound of blood splattering behind him, Yang Ming sat down in a daze.

"Huh...huh..."

The intense heartbeat made his breathing heavy and his brain dizzy. His hands were shaking as he changed the bullets, and his hair, wet with sweat and blood, stuck to both sides of his cheeks.

Too many times of injury have brought his condition close to the limit.

“Ho ho ho—!!”

The zombies followed him into the wooden house. When the stairs were cut off, they could only start to demolish the surrounding building walls. The wooden buildings were as fragile as paper in these guys' hands.

"Bandage...bandage..."

As Yang Ming tore open the first aid bandage, his finger stuck to the blood-soaked wrapping paper. He ripped off half a fingernail before he could peel off the gauze. The strong smell of rust mixed with the musty smell of the wooden house assaulted his nostrils. The supporting column below cracked with a teeth-grinding sound, and the entire building suddenly tilted 15 degrees. He stumbled into the fireplace, a rusty firewood hook cutting his lower back open.

Chapter 74 The Inescapable Battle

Although the wounds caused by zombie attacks will be healed as health points recover, it is probably because there are too many wounds that these traces remain even though health points have been fully restored.

"Forty-five rounds left..."

He shivered as he loaded the shotgun, his vision blurred by sweat.

Heartbeat... Is the heartbeat a little too intense?

The whole building suddenly tilted fifteen degrees, and he stumbled into the fireplace, his lower back being cut by a rusty firewood hook.

The second floor suddenly collapsed. The wooden building was too fragile to face such a large number of zombies.

He rolled out of the window into the straw-filled barn stable next to the wooden house. The rotten straw debris entered his nostrils. Yang Ming grabbed a sledgehammer and smashed through the zombies that crawled in through the skylight. He threw the corpse into the gap in the stairs, knocking down three zombies that were trying to crawl in.

Suddenly, I felt a hot and wet sensation in my left ear - the zombie lurking in the barn, with only the upper half of its body left, had bitten off my earlobe.

Before the pain could be reflected in his brain, he subconsciously launched an attack.

Yang Ming smashed its jaw with the butt of his rifle, leaving its bloody teeth dangling from its ear bone. He reached for the gasoline barrel in the corner of the barn, and when the sticky liquid poured onto the wound, the stinging pain caused him to bite off half of his tongue.

"puff···"

He spat out the blood that was about to fill his throat.

The visible skin on his limbs was covered with bloody scratches from sharp claws. The unevenly distributed wounds on his body were healing and then torn open again. His internal organs might also have been damaged to varying degrees. He didn't have time to open the panel to observe his condition. He only knew that if the healing effect of the medical supplies was interrupted, he would probably fall down immediately.

Medical supplies must be used continuously to maintain health, otherwise you will faint or even die due to excessive blood loss.

Fortunately, Goto Ichiri's [Charming] aura still works even from such a distance, thank goodness.

The iron door of the stable was slammed with a clang, and Yang Ming's back was against the door. The second zombie that rushed in from the window was smashed to pieces by him with his shotgun. He gritted his teeth, his tongue and ears had grown back, and the moment he changed the bullets, he used the building blocks to jump onto the beam of the stable.

The zombies broke through the door and swarmed in. Yang Ming switched to a sledgehammer and smashed the ceiling, then climbed onto the roof of the stable using the building blocks as stepping stones...

"Ahem..."