I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

When she first gained the fire power, her body felt as if all the tendons and veins were burned and broken. She knew how difficult it was to get through that stage.

"Zhang Chen, is this really okay? Will this bring any danger?"

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes full of determination and resolve, "Danger always exists, but we also have more power to face it."

He bent down and gently kissed Anna's forehead, feeling her warmth and softness.

Anna hugged him tightly, as if she had found the greatest sense of security and happiness at this moment.

A warm feeling welled up in Zhang Chen's heart, and he knew that he could no longer leave this powerful and charming woman.

"We will become stronger together," Zhang Chen whispered, his voice full of confidence and determination, "No matter what happens, I will protect you."

Zhang Chen felt the burning energy in his body.

A violent collision.

There is a fountain flowing continuously.

The sheets were soaked.

She felt as if her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred in this frenzy.

Suddenly, she heard Zhang Chen whispered, "Change the mattress."

The subordinates who had been waiting outside the door for a long time immediately took action, their movements were swift and neat, as if they had been well-trained.

A group of saints in white robes filed in. They moved lightly, had beautiful faces, and each of them carried a mysterious aura.

"They are - killers secretly trained by the Pope!" Anna's eyes widened and she exclaimed.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, with a hint of pride and mystery in his eyes, "Yes, they are all loyal to me now."

These saints are all top killers under the Pope. Anna couldn't believe that they would be so obedient to Zhang Chen.

What else is there about Zhang Chen that she doesn’t know?

A complex emotion surged in her heart, including shock, confusion, and a hint of inexplicable awe.

"Zhang Chen, who are you?" Anna's voice was trembling and uneasy.

Zhang Chen stared at her with deep eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of mystery and domineering, "I am your man, that's enough."

Those holy ladies quickly replaced the mattress with new ones with neat and quick movements, and then quietly retreated, as if their existence was meant to serve Zhang Chen.

This scene made Anna feel even more incredible.

"How did you do it?" Anna couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of curiosity and awe.

Zhang Chen gently stroked Anna's face, his eyes flashing with tenderness and determination, "Some things will wait for you to understand slowly."

"These saints, they are only a part of my power."

"Now, enjoy our time."

He hugged Anna tightly in his arms again, and his movements became more intense, as if he wanted to devour her completely.

Anna felt the powerful force and endless passion, and her heart was filled with shock and satisfaction.

She knew that the man in front of her was far beyond her imagination.

At this moment, Zhang Chen whispered, "You haven't seen my full strength yet, Anna."

Anna's heart trembled, knowing that this was just the beginning and her life would be completely changed because of Zhang Chen.

And she could no longer escape from this powerful and charming man.

"You are such a little wild cat," Zhang Chen whispered, with a hint of pampering and admiration in his voice, "I like the way you refuse to admit defeat."

The air was filled with ambiguity and enthusiasm, and every subtle sound told of their passion and love.

Their bodies were tightly embraced at this moment, as if they wanted to merge into one, enjoying this rare warmth and happiness.

"Zhang Chen, I..." Anna's voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence and wisdom. "Issue a notice, you are the new Pope.

To celebrate this good news, grant amnesty to the world and distribute supplies!"

Anna nodded. Although she was still a little uncertain, she knew it was the only option.

In the next few days, Anna personally went to the busy streets of the city and began to distribute porridge.

It's the end of the world, and everyone is struggling to survive just to fill their stomachs.

The buildings on both sides of the street have long been dilapidated, with cracks and weeds covering the walls.

There was a rotten smell in the air, as if the whole city was slowly decaying.

The survivors lined up in a long line, exhaustion and hunger written all over their faces.

Chapter 392 The New Emperor

Anna's outfit today was completely different from her usual smart look. She wore a pure white long dress.

The long skirt was light and flowing, as if a white cloud was wrapped around her body.

The material of the skirt was soft, fitting perfectly into her graceful curves, and every step she took was like a dance.

The hem of the long skirt trails slightly on the ground.

Her originally high ponytail was untied this time, and her soft long hair naturally fell on her shoulders like a black waterfall.

Anna's face was less cold and more gentle at this moment, like a lily blooming in the early morning.

The high nose bridge, deep eyes and slightly upturned mouth corners all look particularly soft and beautiful against the white dress.

She stood in the square, cooking a big pot of fragrant porridge.

Wearing a white apron tied around her waist, she looked particularly virtuous.

The slender fingers flew deftly among the ingredients, as if performing a work of art.

The aroma of the porridge gradually spread, making people salivate.

There was a warm smile on her face, like a ray of sunshine illuminating these desperate hearts.

"Come on, everyone line up, one by one." Anna's voice was soft but firm.

A thin man came forward and picked up the bowl with trembling hands.

"Thank you, new...Pope, Your Excellency..."

Anna smiled and nodded, scooping a spoonful of hot porridge into his bowl.

"You're welcome. We're all family."

The survivors praised the new Pope for his thoughtfulness.

They don't care who is the next Pope, as long as they can fill their stomachs, that's more important than anything else.

A little girl walked up to Anna, her eyes full of gratitude and longing.

"Your Holiness, you are so kind."

Anna bent down, gently stroked the little girl's hair, and said softly: "Be careful with the perm, you are so good!"

Her actions completely won the hearts of the people and directly undermined several high priests of the Vatican.

In the main hall of the Vatican, the high priests gathered together and discussed angrily.

"That woman actually dared to..."

"She is not worthy of being Pope!"

"We have to find a way..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chen suddenly appeared in the hall and glanced at them coldly. "Do you have any opinions?"

The high priests were suddenly silent, lowered their heads, and dared not say anything more.

Zhang Chen’s strength made them extremely fearful and they were always jealous, but they could do nothing about it.

As night fell, the banquet hall of the Vatican was brightly lit, the magnificent decorations shone with warm light, and the red carpet extended to the depths of the hall. The high priests were already there, waiting for the new Pope to ascend the throne.

The entire hall was filled with an atmosphere of solemnity and anticipation.

In a luxurious room, Anna is preparing for the upcoming grand ceremony.

She stood in front of a huge full-length mirror, holding a gorgeous dress in her hands, her eyes full of picky and seriousness.

Zhang Chen sat on the sofa beside him, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, sipping it leisurely.

His eyes drifted towards Anna from time to time, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How about this one?" Anna turned around, the dress in her hand swaying gently in the air. It was a crimson silk dress covered with delicate gold embroidery.

Zhang Chen raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at her carefully. "Too bright, not suitable for you."

Anna curled her lips and put the dress aside.

Her fingers slid lightly across a row of gorgeous dresses, finally stopping on a pure white gown.

She took it off the hanger and began to remove her bathing suit.

The moment the bathrobe slipped off, Anna appeared in front of Zhang Chen like a work of art.

Her skin was smooth as jade and white as ivory, with firm lines outlining her mature figure.

The waist is slender yet powerful, the breasts are plump and straight, and the curve of the hips is so perfect that it is hard to look away.

The skin exudes a charming luster, as if sparkling in the moonlight.

"You know, Anna, sometimes I really doubt whether you are an angel." Zhang Chen couldn't help but whistled softly.

Anna chuckled and put on the pure white dress in front of Zhang Chen without any hesitation.

Her movements were graceful and calm, exuding an irresistible charm.

When she finally put on her dress and turned around, Zhang Chen couldn't help but gasp.

"How is it?" Anna turned around, and the hem of her skirt drew a graceful arc in the air.

"Perfect." Zhang Chen put down the coffee cup, stood up, walked in front of Anna, his eyes as sharp as a falcon.

He gently lifted her skirt, and the pure white skirt slid down like a cloud, revealing her long and strong legs.

Her skin is as white as snow, her legs are graceful, and her muscles are tight and elastic.

Anna's legs exude a charming luster in the dim light, and the smooth surface makes people want to touch it.

Her knees were slightly bent, revealing a mysterious charm between her feet.

Zhang Chen's fingers gently slid across her leg muscles, feeling the flexibility and strength.

A trace of panic flashed across Anna's face, and she instinctively took a step back, "Zhang Chen, stop making trouble, the banquet is about to start."

But a hint of stubbornness flashed in Zhang Chen's eyes. He turned Anna's body around and pressed her lightly on the table.

She struggled several times, but Zhang Chen's strength made it impossible for her to escape.

She was a little nervous, and the jelly trembled slightly with her breathing.

"Zhang Chen." Anna's voice was filled with helplessness and anxiety, and she tried her best to break free from that strong chest.

She knew that tonight's banquet was of vital importance, although Anna silently said in her heart that she should not be deceived by the beauty of death.

Zhang Chen leaned over and whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse and full of temptation, "Anna, do you know how charming you are? I just want to... appreciate you more."

In an instant, that heart was broken.

Anna's cheeks flushed and her heart beat as fast as a drum.

She knew that she could not resist Zhang Chen's power, nor could she ignore the subtle desire deep in her heart.

She closed her eyes and let Zhang Chen's fingers wander on her hips, feeling the heat and tenderness.

Zhang Chen's fingers gently slid across her legs, feeling the smoothness and warmth.

He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her leg.

It can be seen that Anna is trying hard to control her emotions.

"Zhang Chen, please calm down, don't be like this!" Anna's voice was almost inaudible. She knew she couldn't hold on any longer.

Knock, knock, knock. The Saint's voice rang out from outside the door: "The banquet is about to begin."