Yang Tian clutched a few bottles of water, some bread, and a sausage he had luckily found.
"I must be crazy!" he muttered under his breath. He knew she might end up hurting him, yet he still chose to help her. The betrayal by that boy in the convenience store was still fresh in his mind. Yang Tian shook his head, telling himself that this was just compensation for breaking her window.
But deep down, he knew that was just an excuse. The real reason was that he needed companionship. Walking alone among the hordes of zombies, no one could understand the loneliness and despair that haunted him day and night. Even though he was a zombie, even though his craving for fresh meat constantly reminded him of who he was, Yang Tian still tried to be with humans. He couldn't bear the thought of living in solitude among the undead.
"I must be out of my mind, asking a zombie for help!" In the villa, a young girl named Daphne spoke in a low voice.
Daphne was once a wealthy heiress, living a carefree life. But everything changed a month ago.
That day, she was driving her Ferrari, exhilarated after shaking off her bodyguards and racing through the city. However, when she returned to the city center, the streets were overrun by zombies. She saw these monsters tearing people apart with her own eyes, and the sight made her vomit on the spot.
In a panic, Daphne abandoned her car and fled, eventually reaching an ordinary villa. She pounded on the door desperately. The owners, a married couple, hesitated for a moment before letting her in, saving her life. Daphne tried to contact her family, hoping for rescue, but no one came. The government broadcasts were useless, urging people to stay indoors and wait for rescue.
A few days later, things got even worse. The man who saved her tried to assault her. In this chaotic world, his evil desires were amplified, and Daphne's beauty became the trigger. In the end, Daphne used a pair of scissors to end his life. The man's wife witnessed everything, fled in panic, but was torn apart by zombies in the street.
Daphne was stunned, unable to believe she had killed someone. What was once a refuge had now become a prison. She didn't dare leave—the streets were full of zombies and dangerous survivors. Through the window, she had seen the brutality of those men against the weak. She didn't want to become their prisoner, or worse, a plaything. Her beauty, once her pride, had now become her greatest burden.
"Will I starve here, or should I take a chance and rely on someone to survive?" Daphne smiled bitterly, picking up a wooden plank to seal the broken window.
Suddenly, she saw a figure outside—or rather, a shadow. It wasn't human. It was... something in between.