Sick and Disgusting?! (WARNING!!! DON’T EAT WHEN READING!}

[Day 3... Maybe the days are really long?]

Staring at the waddling fat zombie, Abel wondered what his life had come to be: fighting obese zombies in a private boarding school with a broken stick while a redheaded nurse stands behind him still stuck in the same pointing position and a fairy looks at the zombie while acting as if she was going to puke while hovering in the air above his right shoulder.

Looking at his situation with how long the zombie was taking to walk over, the situation became awkward really quickly as Abel rushed in front of Ms. Emberwing, who, by the way, was still standing while pointing at where the zombies used to be, seemingly having malfunctioned, while the fat zombie was still at least 4 meters away from where they stood and was not proceeding forward very quickly.

Thinking that it was a good idea to just walk over to the zombie and kill it, he proceeded to approach it at a casual pace, getting close enough to swing the stick in his hand at its head.

This is not what actually happened; yes, he got close enough to swing the stick, but when he put his right leg back to build momentum for the swing while lifting the stick high in the air, he slipped on some brain matter stuck under his shoe, resulting in him slipping forward, and instead of hitting the head, he hit the zombie's left arm, where the stick continued, even after leaving a large gash on the arm, following the downward momentum ripping through the zombie's stomach, which caused an ocean of guts to fall on the floor... where his face was heading.

Usually when this happens, the MC will be cool with everything magically slowing down thanks to his or her stats, but let's be realistic; that isn't going to happen here.

Abel isn't used to his stats, so the world doesn't slow down, and he can't respond to the speed he is falling at.

So, he sees the guts of the zombie getting closer and closer to his pristine, handsome face.

This activates his response to scream, which in turn subconsciously makes him open his mouth, and this ends with him falling face first, mouth open, into the zombie intestines of an obese person, so he gets a mouthful of that.

With his new voice box and eyes, one would deduce that Abel has become more or less functional, and you would guess correctly, and with that, his taste buds are back.

The flavor profile he finds appetizing to be the exact same, as it always has been, causing the reaction of having zombie guts in his mouth to be one of utter revulsion, proceeding to dry heave and trying to push himself up, when again his hands slip due to zombie intestines making him fall, mouth open, again, into obese zombie intestines, this time getting some rancid fat from the zombie in his mouth.

That is when he heard a zombie groaning to his side, making him look over, still with his head in the intestines and fat, so he rubbed his hair and head in it unconsciously, seeing that the zombie was right there lying on its side to his left with its head positioned by his feet.

The zombie starts to crawl ever so slowly towards Ms. Emberwing, who is now out of her daze, yet now she is dry heaving next to Omi, both on their hands and knees.

Seeing this, Abel starts to slip and slide within the fat and intestine mixture, struggling to get a grip of the situation that was playing out like a gruesome comedy show in the hallway of this prestigious Private Boarding School.

Running out of any existing patience that was left in his body, Abel activated his Corrupt skill, full-on manipulating it to become a singular giant misty tentacle, wrapping it around the body of the obese zombie and slowing it down.

As the mist wrapped around the zombie, Abel pumped even more mana into the skill, causing the mist to seep into the zombie and decay it at an even faster pace, but still, it didn't die.

Abel thought over why that could be for a moment and figured that maybe, like the zombies in movies, you also had to destroy the brains of these ones, so he directed the mist through every orifice of the zombie's face, aiming to corrode the brain.

This caused the zombie to start screaming in a high-pitched animalistic tone while scratching at its face until everything became quiet and the Exp. mist started to come out of its body, signaling its death.

Now, having had time to breathe in intestine and fat-free air, Abel remembered that he could place the zombie's body in his Inventory, freeing the floor of intestines and fat, including Abel's hair and face, but still not being able to get rid of all of the stench and taste from the blood and gut juices that were left behind.

Blasting corrupt on instinct towards his own face and body, he caused all the blood and gut juices to turn into ash along with the smell, but quickly he realized some parts of his clothing were becoming worn out, which was to be expected as some parts of them were organic and only his body was immune to the corrosion of Corrupt.

Stopping before he was left ashamed all over again, he was left with clothes that seemed 20 years older and worn out but were still barely wearable.

Standing up, he walked towards the panting Ms. Emberwing and Omi, who were still on their hands and knees on the floor with small puddles of bile in front of their faces.

Looking at this scene, Abel felt bad, as indirectly it was he who had caused them to be in such a state.

He went forward to give them a hand to stand up when he heard the banging of multiple doors, thinking of the screeching zombie and the attention that it must have attracted.

Just as he was going to reach out and help the two up, there was another noise, but this one was faster and farther away, coming from the stairs behind his back at the end of the corridor.

Turning, he was only able to see a shadow coming towards his face...