Naruto Zombies Novels & Stories

"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

I was nothing more than a surrogate they hired. Their original plan was to stress me out with a diet of high-cholesterol meat and the grief of losing loved ones, hoping I would die in an accident and they could inherit my dad's fortune and cash in on a fat insurance policy. However, when I jumped from the upstairs and ended up in a coma, only to wake up soon after, they panicked about being found out and crafted a fake reality around me, a true Truman Show. In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, the past year's nightmare played out again. They pumped me full of drugs that twisted reality, convincing me I was given a second chance at life.

"This was a birthday present Hans gave me last year." I gripped the gunwale tightly, my nails digging into my palms. This also happened in my past life; she deliberately emphasized Hans's special treatment to her in front of everyone, while I could only force a smile like a fool. I heard my own calm voice. "How is that possible? It's just a bag; it's worth it." Winnie's expression stiffened. Just then, the barbed wire snapped with a piercing sound. "Roar!" The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up!

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

Jonah explained and my brows furrowed as they followed me upstairs. A mutation? If they were talking about humans turning to zombies then everything was wrong. Absolutely wrong. Zombies broke into Sloradath in my past life. Could it be that this time, zombies would break out from here itself? I finally found the switch and turned it on, watching as the plant lit up. We made it to the lab, and I gently wiped their injuries before covering them with plasters. I couldn't help but notice how Jonah held onto Ronald for support when he was in pain and it made me… jealous?

They did everything according to their plan but it doesn't work. The zombies came out and go straight to Hannah position again and again. This moment she lost her opportunity to play like a dead person, she wasn't able to go back to her former position. The zombies are smart as her, they noticed that Hannah's position that time has changed. They made them think that she's alive so they all came closer to her in a round position.

Meka cleared her throat, "You mean brother, he's a bad guy. You know he likes it a lot on campus. But, he's not dating Annabelle, right?" Annabelle? Annabelle who? As far as Anabel knows, Annabelle is a creepy demon doll. Nara doesn't know anything about gnats. And also he doesn't want to know. He only needed gnats as his shield. That is all. The girl smiled. "No, that's a friend near him." Sebodo is very true or false. Nara only answered carelessly so that Meka would stop asking questions. "Can you, right?" They held their breath for a moment. The young man ruffled his younger brother's mane gently, smiling, "You have to master something first."

Seeing the Queen of Bees, both Suyi and Zed froze and anxiously glanced at each other, with eyes looking at each other with clear hopes that the other had a solution. Zed glanced at the log of the tree and signaled her to grab it after he distracted the bee. Although such beast won't do any fatal harm on them, but it would still be a bother to go and get treated, for souls like them, being injured by beasts or poisonous things isn't that dangerous, but being consecutively hurt damages their soul and would possibly lead to their soul’s extinction if they won't be able to handle it well. So it is best to stay away from danger or else, eternal death awaits them.

Zen slowly came out of his hiding spot, alarming the puffball monster that almost became food to the forest bully. “It’s ok now,” he patted the zombie mushroom. “He will not be terrorising you or your friends now.” Upon death, the Hip Samurai Vampire Mushroom dropped something Zen found familiar. === Item: Hip Samurai Vampire Shade Fragments Description: Armour or accessory modifier. Contains sleep resistance effect. === Although there were many puffball monsters around for Zen to add to his kill count for Hernie’s new quest, he put his weapons away when they huddled around his feet, hopping in gratitude.

Inside more than twenty blue-haired zombies chasing after, there are two fifth-order, six fourth-order zombies, the rest are a few levels equivalent to refining, which used the strength of Ghost Scene Female General and Cadell Brian, even facing these twenty green-haired zombies, it would not be defeated so quickly, after all, the two of them were middle-aged Asuras. It's just that don't know how many blue-haired zombies behind me didn't kill, once pulled back to my feet by these things in front, surrounded by the chase behind, it was too late to run away.