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It's your mother's-] Cheng hawks around for a while before grinning a sinister one. He tugs the screen beside him and puts it in front of the girl's face... [Read this...I don't want to explain anything] [Welcome and congratulations to whoever is elected in the Z system. You have been nominated as the second human to ever reincarnate as the undead in your very next life! ... Please accept your mission] Three small tubes come out from the clear liquid. One of them displays a pocket watch while the others say accept and decline.

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Day fifteen of the zombie apocalypse. Famine had fully set in. There was nothing edible left in the penthouse. Even the expensive potted plants had been ripped out by the roots and eaten by Julian. He and Jessica were nothing but skin and bones, their eyes sunken, like two walking skeletons. Jessica was even worse off.

At the base entrance, the guard stopped us for the usual inspection. “Your infection test came back negative, right?” I nodded. The guard was just about to let me through when Ethan Cross, the team’s new medic, suddenly spoke up. “Wait, Captain. What about that scratch on your arm from the mutated rat?” The air froze. The guard’s expression changed at once. “Captain Hale, is that true?” I gritted my teeth. “It is. But the wound has already been treated, and I have antibodies.” “I’m carrying a top-level mission. I need to enter the base immediately.” The guard hesitated, his hand already moving toward the gate controls. But Ethan stepped across my path and blocked me. “Captain! Y

Havermouth, Present Time Havermouth was being invaded. The streets were filled with zombies, Van Helsings and Mer. Both groups seemed to be primarily occupied with fighting each other, but they were not averse to dragging Talen’s group into the fray. The zombies were still driven by hunger, and the armored Mer offered little appeal when an easier-accessed food source was available.

“It was at that. We had countries targeting us with germ warfare and us targeting them back. Third world countries were fighting with each other, the nuclear war, and then an alien invasion. Calling it a crazy time is putting it mildly.” “So, the aliens are mush,” Imogene said as she poured more hot water into her teacup. “What’s on today’s agenda.” “The human zombies,” Kendra offered. “My aunt wants to test her cure on them.” Vernon’s excitement showed in his voice as he said, “If it works, we’ll have three more warriors to help us with our mission.” Imogene leaned against the counter. “How is it administered? Is it airborne like the virus?”

I know it’s going to take a lot to win her back. I can’t even fully justify what I’ve done other than I’m a zombie and had to fight for my rights. Humans would have never accepted us. Hell, humans can’t even accept different races, religions, and cultures. Sure, some do, but not enough of them to make a difference. The second humans found out about us, they would have wanted us dead or to experiment on us. The best way was to ambush them and overthrow their governments. Our plan was bulletproof. We had zombies leaders all over the world with their own hordes to follow them to hell and back. We all attacked at the same time. We had zombies placed in government, police forces, and the FBI. The

"That’s for the Corrosion Zombies! But it can also work for Kevin’s Project!" This was it. Two Indomie recipes for two enemies. Suddenly, from outside the studio, a low growl was heard. The Stalker Zombies. They managed to recover and pick up where they left off. "Damn it! They're coming again!" Lia screamed. Riska, still busy tinkering with the device, growled. "Not done yet, Bima!" "ZF-BOSS! You've got to help us!" Bima yelled toward the Master Judge. ZF-BOSS stared at the Stalker Zombies outside, then back at Bima.

Michael Scoffs' "You're an ass hole! fine everybody is dead anyways ok deal!" They both packed all the necessary things in that Laboratory. "I know a community nearby so we will go to that community and we would create a new world there, and live among the zombies. Is that fine by you"? "Don't be a dumb ass man! that's crazy man. We will live among the zombies? why would you even think of that the shit?" "You will follow my rules okay!"? "fine!" Both of them get inside the car and drove off. ******************* Mr Albert Dickson and Zhang Wei was driving on the highway, Zhang Wei fell asleep.