I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1112 - 109: More Acceptable Forms of Violence

Chapter 1112: Chapter 109: More Acceptable Forms of Violence

Because of this man, the wife who loved him had died, and when she died, she had hidden everything that could completely break him, and since then, he had been searching for someone!

"Found her, asked her, do you regret it?" or perhaps "Do I regret it?"

But this was too difficult; like Tang Ye, this was something everyone should have. However, a saying was very true: some things, if not born with them, then you should never expect to have them in your life.

As for this thing, Lin Jie no longer knew it; he had experienced it, fantasized about it, wanted to always have it. Perhaps, everything he had been doing was for such a thing.

Ah! Ahhhh!

Lin Jie kept screaming, his voice growing more and more pitiful. His body convulsed more and more frequently until, at last, he collapsed on the ground, lying there in a frenzy of spasms, and the tentacles he had retracted behind his back all stretched out!

These tentacles propped up Lin Jie’s body! The tentacles trembled unconsciously, directly lifting Lin Jie up, while the wound on his chest was constantly turning silver. Finally, the silver solidified on the wound on his chest and spread towards his neck.

"No! I, I won’t die, I... I still have things... I still have things to do! Why should I die... I don’t want to die, why... why is fate so unfair to me!"

Lin Jie’s voice became hoarse. In his mind, he continuously recalled every single face until they corrupted into a grey mass!

And amidst continuous fantasies, it seemed that his consciousness was being bit by bit devoured by some bizarre thing—something Lin Jie hadn’t yet noticed.

The wound on his chest not only didn’t heal but instead cracked open frantically outward. The intense pain caused Lin Jie to convulse even more violently, not just the physical pain, but also the intense remorse from deep within his soul!

Under the torment of dual suffering, Lin Jie let out a hysterical, "hahaha," but he was rolling frantically on the ground, the pain contorting his body almost like a poisoned snake!

Finally, Lin Jie accidentally rolled next to the pit he had crawled out of and, without being aware, fell right into it.

With a dull "thud," there was no more sound on the streets.

He lay in the deep pit, his gaze blank as he looked upward, where there was a faint light shining down into the pit onto his face. Through the blur, he seemed to see a figure waving at him and then saying the words he desperately wanted to hear.

He knew it wasn’t real, but his own fantasy, a strong obsession making him see non-existent things.

"I don’t want to die yet..."

On the quiet street, only Lin Jie’s faint voice echoed, and then, there was silence.

In the distance, mechanical figures in silver armor slowly walked on, passing by the pit without a glance, continuing their dazed march.

...

One evening, at the entrance steps to the barracks of the Eighth Army Corps of the United District, a young man named Xiao Hu slowly walked upstairs with a stack of papers. The people beside him saw him, subconsciously frowned, then shook their heads, but said nothing.

For the past few days, Tang Ye didn’t know why, but everything at the military base had been moving slowly, and patrols had increased significantly. It seemed that the higher-ups might have received some important news, or possibly someone high-ranking had lost something important and was looking for it outside. Despite many days of searching, there was still no trace.

Several colleagues with some connections mentioned that it seemed a big shot was looking for someone, and this person was incredibly important, hence the frequent deployment of teams these days.

Xiao Hu seemed to notice the gaze of those around him and subconsciously lowered his head, appearing rather inferior. Only when those people moved away did a relaxed smile appear on his face.

Actually, deep down, he thought the Eighth Army Corps was far better than the other corps. At least here, he did not suffer from bullying.

This feeling was good, being able to have a nice living environment here. Even facing cold violence, it was more tolerable for Xiao Hu than actual violence.

His gaze moved forward, and inside the dormitory building, there were hardly any people visible. Suddenly, he remembered the words someone had just spoken to him. He clenched his fists, but his eyes showed determination.

Such determination was rarely seen in people like him, but there it was in Xiao Hu’s eyes, so firm and indomitable, as if he was resolved to achieve a goal.

Then he glanced at the stack of papers under his arm, most of which were no longer useful and just waiting to be dealt with by him.

Among them, Xiao Hu randomly picked a sheet that was no longer useful and had a large blank area, folded it, tore off the blank portion, and walked into the dormitory building.

Arriving on the second floor, he casually threw the unnecessary sheets into a paper shredder and then placed another stack of useful ones in the caretaker’s office before going upstairs to his own dorm room.

He stood at the door for a while, then went inside; all his toiletries were already moved into the wash basin. He turned to head out the door but stopped halfway as if he had thought of something. He turned back, looked at the empty dormitory silently for quite some time, then approached his bed. He placed the basin filled with toiletries under the bed and then sat down.

His gaze fixed on the space in front of him, appearing somewhat dazed as if he were daydreaming.

As time passed, finally, his phone beeped once, signaling a reminder of the tasks assigned earlier by his superiors.

Soon, various noisy sounds started coming from outside; it was the time when the dormitory bell rang, signaling everyone must go to bed.

Outside, Xiao Hu could already hear many soldiers from the Eighth Army Corps returning and joking around with their comrades.

Among these noisy sounds, he seemed to hear his roommate’s voice, even within the dormitory, he could clearly hear a few roommates approaching while joking and laughing loudly.

"Hehehe, was that chick okay, had you all stiff and ready?"

"Hahaha, stop it man, she’s taken. Guess we’re doomed to be single forever."

"Get lost, I don’t want to end up like you."

"Think about it, everyone loves Old Cao, flowers bloom at my sight, even zombies are stunned by me, how could I be like you, doomed to be single forever. Wait till the day I become a Level 4 New Human, hehehe, guys, I’ll take you to hang out at Snow Moon Pavilion every day, the women there are much better than any we’ve seen."