Element 115 Zombies Novels & Stories

Peter looked crestfallen when he saw how close Zachary was to me. Zachary pulled my sleeves upward, and he furrowed his brows. Tiny red spots could be seen on the inner side of my arm, thanks to Selena's vigorous rubbing earlier. Peter narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his gaze on Zachary as he asked, "Dr. Jenkins, aren't you being a little too close to her?" Zachary turned his head toward Peter, then tugged at his collar slightly. "We are professionals. We won't do anything out of line."

“Fall back! Everybody fall back!” Rachel and Timothy turned, their eyes widening as a young zombie—a girl in a tattered engineering lab uniform—slipped through the chaos. She lunged at a soldier, dragging him to the ground as he screamed. Her teeth sank into his neck, the sickening sound of flesh tearing audible even over the gunfire. Timothy kept filming, unable to look away. The soldier’s comrades shot the girl, but it was too late. The man convulsed, his body twitching unnaturally before his eyes snapped open. Clouded and lifeless, he rose—a zombie now.

We were trying to survive, not loot. Tamsin took the notebook. At the mention of compensation, she curled her lip slightly. Garrick pried open a large cardboard box in a few quick motions. "Shit!" Inside was the latest PS5 console. He kicked the box in frustration. "What the hell is this good for right now?!" Rhys picked a wooden crate and forced it open. A cold, raw scent hit us immediately—premium Australian wagyu. Everyone’s eyes lit up for a second, then dimmed just as fast.

No one had visited this place in a long time; even just one visitor… was enough to make his heart rejoice—rejoice because it signaled that someone still remembered this place. BOOOOMMM…. BOOOOMMM…. Graooor! “Damn it, this really isn’t easy. How can there be zombies carrying bombs in their hands? Who created these zombies?” asked Xiao Chen as he ran, chased by so many zombies. And the zombies’ madness was making Xiao Chen dizzy—because every time he destroyed one, ten more would appear, ten times as many as before.

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

My weightless body was dragged across the ruined city and down into an underground fortress. The place was brightly lit and buzzing with life. A massive party was underway, thrown to celebrate Beckett's recovery. In an apocalypse ravaged by zombie attacks, they had somehow managed to find colorful ribbons, balloons, and a massive cake. Dad stood on a platform, beaming as he raised his glass to the crowd. "A toast to our hero and the future of humanity, Beckett! We have successfully extracted a perfect antibody from his blood." The crowd erupted into deafening cheers.

"It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them." She walked back to my bed. "You're part of that 0.1%. The perfect evolved specimen." Perfect evolved specimen? The words exploded in my ears. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It means that you're now completely immune to the zombie virus. Your cells have undergone an adaptive evolution, making the virus ineffective against you. Your physical condition, including strength, speed, reflexes, recovery… All of those have reached the theoretical upper limit of humans." She

What was even more frightening was that these zombies were more powerful than those who had appeared in various countries before. Not only did they have a more terrifying body, but they could also use magics. The instant magic of the eight elemental essences were released, almost every single cultivator present was stunned. Many cultivators looked incredulous when they died. Fortunately, thanks to the large number of buildings around, after the early chaos, cultivators on the scene gradually formed a small circle to fight back. Then, there was a fierce battle for several hours. However, no one had expected that there would be so many zombies at the beginning of the battle.

Zack Flint answered. Candice Kim right now gasped at Zack Flint as she realized something, "You're a siscon!" she shouted which attracted the attention of Carlos Caparas and co., as well as, the zombie students. "You're so noisy" Zack Flint said and firmly gripped the baseball bat he has as he slowly exposed himself and Candice Kim followed as she covered her face with her hands.If there's a hole, she really wanted to hide her embarrassed face.

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"