Horror game, but harem plan

"Remember to thank Pochi-chan after everything is over. This was all her idea."

"it is good."

"Pochi-chan! Block this road!"

Hongxia shouted loudly towards the people below.

Goto Ichiri acted quickly.

By picking up building blocks and lowering his feet, Yang Ming returned to the ground. At the same time, the zombies that were still attacking the church began to rush out of the wall like hounds smelling blood.

Fortunately, when Yang Ming was delaying time on the wall, he did not wait until the wall was completely destroyed, so the wall on this side could still hold out for a little while.

During this precious time, Yang Ming did not hesitate at all. Through the top of the church, he found the location of the zombie in white.

He took another shot of [steroids] to ignore the pain from his thigh fracture which had not yet healed. The drug allowed him to ignore the pain and move forcefully.

Goto Ichiri and Ijichi Hongxia blocked the road with building blocks and immediately escaped. They used the building blocks to reach the roof of a nearby house. They looked in the direction where Yang Ming was rushing and saw the zombie that was still screaming.

The zombie swarm was already attacking the building blocks. The fragile blocks were unable to resist and were torn into pieces in an instant, but Yang Ming only needed this little bit of time!

The zombie quickly came to the front from a straight distance of fifty meters. It seemed that it had retained some instinct. When it found that Yang Ming was approaching it at high speed, it actually started to run in the opposite direction of the man.

——That thing is running!

The moment Yang Ming kicked the cracked road surface, his broken tibia pierced through his flesh.

His body protested against his overuse, but he would never stop.

The blood moon will not disappear unless you kill it.

The hope of ending everything was at this moment. His almost broken body burned again, and Yang Ming saw hope, the hope of survival.

Even if I die here, I must take it with me!

The ferocity in his eyes at this moment was even more terrifying than that of a zombie!

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of a pistol shot was heard next to my ears, brushing against the hem of the bride's dress.

“It’s too far…”

At a distance of fifty meters, the accuracy of a pistol will drop drastically.

However, Ichichi Hongxia, whose agility has reached 13 points, has already opened up a gap with ordinary humans on the physical level, just like Yang Ming!

He held his breath and concentrated, recalling what Yang Ming had said to him.

——Shooting... Although I'm not very good at it, I play a lot of games, so the skills should be universal.

Stay calm and calculate the deviation of the trajectory.

Taking a deep breath, Hong Xia slowed down her breathing and stared at the pistol.

"boom!"

The bride's thigh broke with a sound.

"Roar--"

It wanted to scream and call its companions to help it, but unfortunately, it was said long ago that Yang Ming was a master at taking advantage of others in distress.

The sledgehammer was raised high, and the blood-stained hammer head glowed scarlet under the blood moon.

Yang Ming's hammer head descended with a whiff of fishy air, its face precisely wedging into the folds of the bride's ruptured vocal cords. The rotting flesh, squeezed by the immense force, erupted in yellow-green pus. He thrust the hammer handle deep into the abscess cavity, twirling it like the handle of a generator.

"Ding--"

A red trophy popped out.

[Upgrade! You have reached level 10 and have five skill points to allocate.]

[Upgrade! You have reached level 10 and have five skill points to allocate.]

[Upgrade! You have reached level 8 and have three skill points to allocate.]

The experience bar had already been filled, and the shackles of upgrading were unlocked the moment it was killed.

Yang Ming looked back at the gathered zombies. At that moment, the blood-red moon faded and dawn slowly rose. Under the sun, the zombies that had been chasing Yang Ming for a long time finally regained their walking posture.

Looking at their slow pace, Hammerhead supported his body and he almost fell to his knees. Finally... it was over.

The endless blood moon finally saw the dawn!

So tired... Every joint seemed to be rusted. Yang Ming's knees began to tremble uncontrollably, making crisp sounds when they hit the concrete floor. He tried to support the handle of the hammer with his right hand, but the wound on his knuckles suddenly burst open, and warm blood flowed down along the wood grain. He had no choice but to hunch over and breathe heavily.

Yang Ming was breathing heavily and found that white steam was steaming out of every pore, and thorn-like golden lines appeared on the back of his hand holding the hammer.

[Achievement Completed: Survivor of the Blood Moon - Redeem Rewards!]

【Redeem rewards.】

[Acquired Skill - Adrenaline Burst]: Physical attributes are doubled, lasting for five minutes. Health points will be used as fuel beyond the maintenance time.

The thorns, which showed a growing posture, finally grew into their proper shape.

Salvation is Hell

[Even hell cannot cover up the brilliance of your humanity]

Adrenaline rush – your body pushes to its limits while protecting those who matter to you.

He could hear the crisp sound of capillaries bursting deep in his eardrums. It was the roar of the million-year-old ancient ape bloodline awakening in his skull. His spinal cord turned into a tempered steel cable, and every vertebra was bursting with blue and white biological electric sparks. What was jumping on his retina was not bloodshot, but the concrete battle pattern of the primitive killing code engraved in his DNA!

The pupils contracted into the vertical lines of a predator, which was the killing rhythm engraved in the racial memory when Homo sapiens used stone spears to hunt saber-toothed tigers 300,000 years ago!

Yang Ming finally saw clearly that what was coursing through his veins wasn't blood, but the will to survive of countless ancestors who had crossed the Ice Age. Shattered knees? Drive shin bones into the earth as stakes! Broken arms? Twist tendons into slings! Even if only teeth remain, he will tear apart the shackles of evolution and crush the twilight of doom!

[Targets to whom skills can be taught]: Ichichi Nikka, Goto Ichiri.

Chapter 77: The Guitar Hero with a Flash of Inspiration

How do I teach skills?

[Keep in contact with skin and mucous membranes for ten minutes.]

What is skin-to-skin contact?

Contact with oral mucosa.

In the last moment before his body collapsed, Yang Ming asked his inner questions, and he fell down, completely losing consciousness.

“Yang Ming!”

Hong Xia jumped down from the roof lightly. Parkour allowed her to land at a higher place without any damage.

Goto Ichiri stepped on the building blocks and fell down. Before she reached the ground, flames were already spurting out of the pistol held tightly by Ijichi Hongxia. The zombies that were still slowly approaching Yang Ming turned around and walked towards the girl.

"Pochi-chan, go take Yang Ming away first."

"Okay, Senior Hongxia, please be careful."

The bullets in the robot turret had been used up long ago, and she had given all the bullets in her hand to Hongxia. Now only one robot sledgehammer was left by Hongxia's side. She quickly dodged the encirclement of zombies, trying not to attract the attention of any zombie.

There were more than a hundred zombies walking in a mighty manner, but Hong Xia's current damage was rapidly reducing their number. Facing the dense zombies, almost every shot she shot could penetrate two heads.

The only remaining bullet actually came in handy at this moment.

"Uh... It's so heavy, Mr. Yang Ming..."

Goto Ichiri struggled to drag Yang Ming slowly down the street, her hands tucked under his armpits. Although the basic qualities of the body would be enhanced after the attribute points were added, it seemed that the main attributes other than the strength attribute would only be improved to a limited extent.

This enhancement only applies to weapons that are compatible with her intelligence flow. In fact, it is more like the robot becomes lighter in her hands rather than stronger.

——There are still one hundred bullets left.

Hong Xia glanced at the group of zombies, only half of which were left after she killed them, and soon felt relieved.

As long as she had enough bullets, her firepower was more than enough to deal with them if they stopped running.

Until the last zombie fell to the ground, Goto Ichiri did not move in another direction, but dragged Yang Ming towards the shelter.

"Pochi-chan, let me help you."

Hong Xia lifted his legs with her slender arms, while Yi Li dragged his hands. Both of them were exhausted and panting before they finally brought Yang Ming back to the second floor of the shelter.

Putting Yang Ming on the sleeping bag, Hong Xia looked outside through the only window on the third floor.

Just like the previous morning, the streets were silent, which meant they were truly safe!

"Pochi-chan, take care of Yang Ming first. I'll go collect the loot dropped by the zombies."

Perhaps because the blood moon would increase the drop rate of loot, Hong Xia had long noticed the bags of different colors that exploded due to kills along the way. At that time, she ignored them all the way because she wanted to save Yang Ming, but now, she had to get them all back.

"Well···"

"Ah! Mr. Yang Ming, are you awake?"

Goto Ichiri saw Yang Ming, who was lying motionless and covered in blood, finally move. She approached him in surprise and used a wet rag to help him clean the horrific bloodstains on his face and limbs.

The horrific wound has healed.

"What's going on...is it over?"

Like the mumbling of someone in a dream, Goto Ichiri felt that Mr. Yang Ming was like sand drifting in the wind, which would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Well! We all survived, Mr. Yang Ming..."

Goto Ichiri's movements were gentle, and Yang Ming felt the delicate force wiping his face. The uncomfortable touch of dried blood finally disappeared, and the fractures and injuries were all healed thanks to the medical supplies.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

"About an hour."

For a moment, perhaps because the joy of being reborn from despair lingered in his heart, Goto Ichiri suddenly realized that he seemed to be too close to him.

His arm was placed on his knees. Of course, Yang Ming didn't have the energy to do anything bad right now. He only subconsciously moved closer because she wanted to help him wipe his face.

At this moment, her courage and joy disappeared completely, and she seemed to have turned back into the little girl with excessive social anxiety, trembling with fear.

"Ahaha... Thank you, Yili, I owe you my life."

——Hongxia told herself that this was all Goto Ichiri's idea.

"Can you tell me how you came up with the idea of ​​helping me like this?"

“Actually…”

An hour ago, on the roof of the gun store.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

Ijichi Hongxia knelt down trembling. She witnessed with her own eyes that the person she cared about took away all the zombies in order to save her. The figure that was much taller than herself disappeared at the end of the street.

——Follow instructions.

"Wow... am I going to lose again..."

Sobbing and trembling were totally inappropriate for this sunny and cheerful girl, but the terror of losing someone important to her washed over her like a tide. She wanted to suppress the feeling, but she couldn't stop.

Salty tears fell on the pistol.

This happened to Hongxia when she was still very young and hadn't yet understood what it meant for a loved one to leave.

Her mother passed away in a car accident.

All her cheerfulness and strength are based entirely on the premise that Ichichi Hongxia knows deeply what "love" is. She loves the people around her, her friends, her relatives, and the lover she has met here now from the bottom of her heart.

Value everything you have, so you will care for it, love it, and treasure it.

But fate once again took away the people around him...

The bright red eyes were shrouded in gray.

Goto Ichiri wanted to comfort Hongxia, but she didn't know what to say for a moment. She watched the zombies that appeared from nowhere and ran towards the man one by one. She also saw the [yellow dot] flashing through the building until Yang Ming disappeared at the end of her sight.

Just like the marks belonging to [teammates] in the game, 85 meters, 105 meters, 140 meters, the display jumps quickly according to these distances.

She turned to look at Hongxia, her mind racing... In this critical moment, Goto Ichiri was much calmer than usual.

——Game···Lock···Blood Moon···

Everything here is like a game. They are like living people thrown into the game, forced to adapt to the [rules of the game] and then find the [way to pass the level].

That's right... if it's a [game], there must be a way to beat it!

Unless the plot wants the character controlled by the player to die, as long as there is room for the player to operate, it will not be a dead end in the true sense!