Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

He puffed out his chest proudly and looked towards the alley entrance.

Patted.

“Isn’t that awesome!”

Chapter 92 A brief hope

Awesome, awesome…

Your smug look combined with the zombies behind you is simply amazing...

Is this a self-introduction?

Nagini walked slowly, but Laura rushed over fearfully and hugged Mori Yuesha in her arms.

"Are you crazy?"

"Do you know how dangerous it is?"

There was a hint of fear in his scolding, and his dark eyes looked straight at Nagini through Laura's arms.

The maid folded her arms and looked back with a half-smile.

'Another one, huh?'

The ice rabbit in his arms blinked.

"Oh, I'm not sending you to this island. You're such a shrink."

Humph.

Danglanglang.

The metal baseball bat fell to the ground, and the man slid down against the wall of the wishing well.

"Edward..."

"Dear, we survived..."

After surviving the disaster, they touched each other's shaking arms. The woman shed tears silently, while the man gently hugged her and patted her back...

Laura retracted her gaze and poked Mori Yuesha's forehead with her index finger, pretending to be angry: "I'll settle the score with you on the ship."

He walked over and woke up the two people who were immersed in their emotions.

"We have to leave, sir."

"Edward, call me Edward." Only when you look closely can you see that the middle-aged man has a large tattoo on his neck, the beard on his chin and lips is connected, and his shirt is bulging with muscles.

A very strong man.

"I'm Edward, and this is my wife Maddie. Thank you...really, thank you so much...and that girl." He didn't ask how the magical ice rings and the light blue mist came out of the girl's mouth - maybe they were members of an unknown special organization in some country... less talk, less questions.

The man winked at his wife secretly.

"I'm Laura, over there are Mori Tsukisa and Nagini. Edward, we have to go, grab your weapons."

There was no time to say more, as the circles of bakas frozen in the surrounding areas were still struggling.

"We can't waste bullets here, and we don't have enough time. Let's just leave it like this." The group carefully bypassed the zombies. From here down is a straight road that leads all the way to the port.

The hope of survival.

It seems that when the disaster broke out, a large number of islanders gathered around George Romey's manor, but the further out they moved, the fewer zombies there were.

Only a few people have time to chat.

"Me? I'm the assistant coach of the baseball team."

Edward responded to the conversation and swung the metal stick in his hand: "This is our 20th wedding anniversary trip--" The man tightened his wife's hand: "Five days here, and then the next place. I didn't expect..."

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"Have you ever been to Mr. George Romey's estate?"

The man shook his head honestly.

"I heard from the locals, but..." He glanced at his wife: "We came here to experience the local ecology. We often go camping and hiking."

"So you don't know how this happened?"

Still shaking his head.

Laura hesitated: "Are you...hungry?"

I will become hungrier and hungrier, and want to eat more and more...

The couple looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"To be honest, a little bit..."

Really bad.

"We need to speed up."

Saving people was a good thing, but Laura had a feeling that things would go in an uncontrollable direction...

The five of them gathered together, and with Mr. Edward holding a baseball bat, they no longer needed to waste bullets when facing frozen zombies. They walked and hid, and only opened fire when they encountered a group of zombies that could not be avoided.

Although it was such a dangerous and tense moment, everyone in the group felt somewhat relaxed.

until…

Edward began to shiver.

"Are you ok?"

Laura had just killed a zombie that suddenly jumped out. When she turned around, she saw that the man as strong as a bear had already fallen to the ground silently.

As white as paper.

His wife sat on the ground, holding his head in her arms, and using her sleeves to wipe the sweat that kept rolling down his face. She then looked up and cast a pleading look at the three men.

"cold…"

he whispered.

His thick thighs twitched, moving his calves and feet, and his lower body looked like an epileptic patient; his upper body lay quietly in his wife's arms, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed.

sweat.

Lots of sweat.

There are more and more of them, and the colors are getting darker and darker.

More and more like...

blood.

"Hungry…"

After the shaking stopped, he began to mutter new words unconsciously.

hunger.

"Hungry...Maddie...I'm so hungry..."

"Hold his hands!"

Laura handed the gun to Nagini, ran over, held down the man who was grabbing his hands, and pried open his eyelids.

"His medical history?"

The wife shook her head in despair.

Laura patted the woman's shoulder vigorously. "One minute. Wait for me for a minute. I'll go and observe the route. We are very close to the port, Mattie. I'll let Nagini help you support him - we will leave here, believe me."

The woman with tears in her eyes smiled bitterly and nodded. Laura stood up and ran towards the intersection where Mori Yuesha and Nagini were standing.

"I-We need to decide on a route..."

After running over to catch his breath, he quickly reported Edward's condition: "He seems to be in trouble here... just like us. If we leave the island quickly enough, we should be in time."

should…

They have just gained hope of survival and must not fall here.

Laura took a quick look at the route in the distance - although it was roughly a straight line, she still had to find a suitable and safe path for them to support a patient who was affecting their quick movements.

"Let's go around from the left. Nagini, Mori Yuesha, follow me." After determining the route in a short time, Laura waved her hand and led the two people back to the hidden corner of the shop on the street.

"Nagini and Maddie hold Edward, Mori Yuesha, as usual, freeze and try not to stop."

Arranging the subsequent positions of the three people step by step, they came to the place where Edward fell.

However, the scene before them made the three of them hold their breath for a few seconds.

Edward...

Edward is dead.

Half of his face was bitten clean.

His gums, facial muscles and skin were torn roughly to the point of being torn into threads, mixed with blood, and chewed in his mouth with a snapping sound; he lay on his back on the ground, with a gash as big as a human face on his slightly protruding belly.

Intestines and organs that could not be identified were being taken out one by one.

He stretched his entire forearm in and groped around...

Then pull it out with all your strength.

Stuff it whole into your mouth.

chew.

Savory chewing.

The woman heard the sound and stopped eating.

She turned her head towards them, and saw a face that was no longer in human shape - large pieces of peeling skin exposed the muscles, and the fragile teeth fell out one by one, and seemed to grow out in a very short time - they pierced through the gums and lips, protruding outward.

The woman's eyeballs were cloudy and gray, her long hair was rotting and falling off along with pieces of scalp, and her soft, sunken skull could almost be seen on her bald head.

"Ho..."

She has lost her human consciousness.

With the crackling of joints, it struggled to stand up, abandoning the husband it was eating bite by bite. It raised its arms forward and staggered towards three fresher foods, half leaping and half walking...

Laura closed her eyes in pain.

Chapter 93 Confluence

boom.

A gunshot rang out, and the noise ceased.

The lake of heart returns to calm.

"She's been bitten."

The headshot body lay quietly on the street. Laura held the gun in one hand, half-crouched on the body's legs and observed quietly.

"She was bitten, calf."

After confirming something, Laura turned around and warned Sen Yuesha, who had been restless all the way: "Stay away from them. If you get bitten, you will become like Mattie."

"Even scratching them is not okay. Stay away from them."

Repeated instructions.

Laura didn't say much about the deaths of Marty and Edward. She just opened her eyes, raised her arm expressionlessly, and pulled the trigger.

Along the way, she killed too many zombies.

I have become somewhat numb from all the ups and downs in my emotions.