“Daddy’s Home~”

"I forgot, I need a few audiences for my handsome zombie!" 

Aon slapped his forehead and sighed, not knowing his ambiguous words scared his audience to tears. 

They almost peed their pants, ah! 

But Aon didn't know and just dragged the zombie with the belt, strolling around the street. 

Let's go find a few zombies to be judges! 

It was only now that Aon had a chance to carefully observe the new world he transmigrated into. 

The place he was in looked like a simple commercial street, with a wide and long road.

Shops and buildings stood on the left and right side, empty, with a sense of desolation. 

Aon passed by an abandoned car, and the car's windshield had traces of dry blood. 

The glass cracked, the car's body was full of scratches…

All of this showed that there should be zombies here. 

But no. 

Even after searching the shops and buildings, not to mention zombies. Aon didn't even see a single survivor! 

It was as if someone cleared the whole street, leaving only one or two sporadic zombies that slipped out of the net. 

Aon's heart involuntarily skipped a beat. 

[That....my son, is this street a dead street?] 

It was so desolate and silent that Aon felt uncomfortable. 

Xing Xing, the little system, perked his ears as he walked in the air. 

His ears twitched a few times before he meowed. 

[Meowwww, I don't know, dad, but I don't hear any other noises here.] 

Other survivors would definitely be ecstatic if they found a street with no zombies. 

But Aon's face instantly darkened. 

He looked down at the obedient zombie who was curled up like a dog and suddenly had the urge to make it scream. 

The best actor's face became like that of a villain who would laugh menacingly while shouting: 

Scream! Scream louder so your companion will hear you and come to rescue you! 

Alas. A zombie's scream wasn't that loud and might not even attract a fellow zombie. 

Since that's the case...

Under the audience's disbelieving eyes, Aon cleared his throat and suddenly shouted on top of his lungs. 

"Hello? Hello? Dear zombies, you know your daddy's home~" 

The best actor sang a certain app's trending song out of tune, but his decibel was definitely enough to startle birds and animals alike. 

Even the little cat's ears instantly turned into an airplane and he subconsciously plugged his cat ears with his paws. 

[Ahhhh! Dad!! What the hell, nyaaaa— ] 

The audience who wore headphones also suffered from the direct blast, and they almost fainted on the spot. 

No one even had the energy to type a few comments and could only watch the live stream with foams in their mouths. 

Only Aon, who felt that he's the best in the world, didn't think he was doing anything wrong. 

[Hush, don't scold me. You see, this is a tactic to summon zombies!] 

The little cat looked down at the pitiful tied-up zombies who foamed all over his mouth: 

He didn't believe dad's out-of-tune singing could attract zombies. 

Maybe the zombies would run away faster! 

But the zombies here were still naive and had not learned the danger of society. 

The extremely loud shouts and singing worked. 

Within a few minutes, Aon heard growling noises from a few corners of the street. 

These voices were extremely faint and sounded far away, but maybe because he had just awakened a superpower, his hearing was extremely sensitive. 

He could catch those subtle noises far away. 

The best actor's eyes instantly lit up. 

[Did you hear that? That's the trademark voice of zombies! There are zombies coming this way!] 

Aon was so excited that he was about to continue singing for the zombies, but Xing Xing, the little cat, could only stick his paws together. 

He solemnly prayed and lit a candle for those zombies. 

Rip, bro and sis. 

After that, the three people; one human but didn't act like a human being, one zombie who almost fainted and one invisible cat, waited patiently for the unfortunate zombies to come over. 

After waiting for ten whole minutes, the zombies, who were far away, finally appeared in Aon's sight. 

Aon instantly sighed in relief and didn't forget to curse these zombies. 

"Why are these zombies so slow? Look at my homie. He's so agile and fast!" 

Aon lightly kicked the poor tied-up zombie on the ground and looked at the three scattered zombies who walked towards him. 

Yes. It's not an illusion. 

These zombies were extremely slow. 

They dragged their feet with difficulties, looking extremely pitiful. 

These three zombies, two male and one female, must be the old, sick and disabled type. 

But Aon was patient with the elderly and waited until they were only a few meters away before waving his right hand at one of the three zombies— 

It was an old zombie with a hunchback. 

Without waiting for the zombie to bare their teeth and claws— if they had teeth, Aon dragged the zombie in his hand and stopped in front of the hunchback zombie. 

With bright eyes, he pointed at his zombie and seriously interviewed the hunchback zombie. 

"Grandpa, do you think he's handsome?" 

The hunchback zombie bared his teeth and revealed his red gum, with no teeth at sight. 

"Grrrrr— " 

He said nothing but grrr, or ho ho ho. 

Aon still patiently tried to communicate, but after he tried various languages, from hand signals to body language, even an alien language to no avail...

Aon ran out of patience. 

As a result, he suddenly dropped the belt that he used to tie his zombie. 

Then, under the old zombie and the audience's blank gaze....

Aon grabbed the old zombie's hand with a quick movement, only showing a blurry black shadow to the audience! 

Snap!