Chapter 3

All at once, the zombies were chattering. "Is Zach serious? We're not going to die?!"

"For real! We have nothing to fear now!"

"We will get even for you, boss!"

I had no idea if they were actually getting even for my sake or just yearning for the snacks stored in my fortress, but the zombies began to swarm Max and Helen.

In no time at all, they were restrained and tied together.

And when that was done, the zombies were all staring at me, rubbing their palms eagerly.

It gave me the creeps, so I quickly pointed at the storehouse. "All the stuff you can eat and drink is in there! The passcode is 54188!"

Once the door opened, they swarmed inside like a horde of hungry rats.

"Coke! Oh, my beloved Coke!"

"Canned sardines! This is definitely heaven!"

Zach held out a chocolate bar at me with his trembling hand, groaning, "You're hungry… Have this…"

The zombies all stopped eating just to stare at us, eager for gossip, with one of them even teasing, "Hey, boss! I think Zach likes you!"

I smiled, but it might have been better if I just cried. "I'm not hungry. It's okay…"

Who would want to date a zombie who couldn't access his own bank account?!

As Zach gingerly withdrew his hand, the zombies started clamoring again.

"So what do we do with these two, boss?"

"Let's just leave them out there to starve!"

Max naturally didn't understand them and felt overwhelmed, bellowing, "What are you people doing to us?! Quit moaning and groaning the whole time!"

In contrast, Helen was unusually calm, until one of the zombies took a good look at her.

"Wait, I know her…"

"Right? I saw her before I transformed. I was at Bonobo's for some burgers…"

"Yeah, I dined at Bonobo's before I transformed too!"

"Me too! I remember now… She was like, everywhere!"

It seemed that the apocalypse was no natural calamity, but a manmade incident instead!

Nonetheless, the front gates of the fortress blew wide open, and a group of men in hazmat suits charged inside.

Their leader flashed his badge at me. "Rafael Federer, WHO. We heard there were zombies here, so we came to help!"

WHO?!

"Thank you, sir!"

I shook his hand enthusiastically as I quickly replied, "These zombies are actually intelligent, and I can communicate with them. I can vouch for them that they are innocent. Also, I can name two suspects responsible for their zombification!"

The leader looked at me suspiciously. "Are you sure? The zombies follow orders?"

I snapped my fingers at the zombie who wanted clam chowder. "Barrel roll!"

Hence, as the humans looked on in shock, the zombies formed an orderly line and started barrel rolling as if they were a circus troupe.

It took a while for Rafael to come to their senses and pat my shoulder. "This is a huge discovery! But we still need further confirmation. Please bring your zombie friends and come with us for further investigation!"

I nodded repeatedly, pointing at Max and Helen who were tied up. "They are coming with us too!"

Then, picking up the PA system microphone of the fortress, I announced, "Follow me! Tonight, we feast!"

However, we were subdued and locked up in the basement holding cells as soon as we arrived.

"What the heck… Did they just take us for a ride?!"

"Starving after I just started eating normally again…"

I smacked him right then. "Patience! This stuff takes time!"

That was when Zach exclaimed in shock, "I got it!"