(1) Fireworks are Bright, So Beautiful (1)

Nighttime.

The moonlight was beautiful.

Hop City, government building rooftop.

There were two figures.

Trieu Van and Zombie King Tu Hien.

Trieu Van, who had been brought here, was initially terrified, afraid of being eaten by zombies. Now, she found that the situation seemed a bit different. Not only did the zombie not harm her, but it also brought her all sorts of things she could never afford in the past.

She... she discovered that this zombie seemed to have that kind of intention towards her.

This was an incredibly terrifying thing, wasn't it?

Zombies, these were zombies!

Just as she was astonished, a series of "swish swish swish" sounds startled her. Looking up, brilliant fireworks, like blooming flowers, exploded in the dark sky above Hop City.

Trieu Van watched, her eyes reflecting the dazzling, brilliant light. Clearly, she was in a zombie-infested environment, yet the scene before her was so ordinary.

She hadn't seen fireworks in a long time.

Zombie King Tu Hien, apart from his face and skin color being different from humans, was not too different in other aspects.

"Do you like it?"

King Tu Hien asked with great anticipation.

He had been preparing for this for several days. The dark night would scare the cute girl, so he ordered the zombies to go to various firework shops to transport fireworks, all for tonight's bloom.

"I like it."

Facing the zombie's inquiry, Trieu Van spoke her true thoughts.

She grew up in a single-parent family, living with her father since childhood. Later, she had a stepmother and a younger brother. She had experienced family warmth in her childhood, but never again afterwards.

At this moment.

Downstairs, a group of zombies stood in a line. Under King Tu Hien's control, this group of zombies became free labor, lighting the fireworks, waiting for them to bloom.

If anyone saw this, they would definitely exclaim.

Using a lighter to light fireworks?

Is this something zombies should be doing?

As the brilliant fireworks bloomed in the city, the sound of explosions continuously spread outwards. Many shambling zombies heard the commotion and, as if stimulated, stomped their sturdy legs, rushing over like mad dogs.

"Wuwu..."

"Meow meow..."

Not long after, the concentrated roars of zombies came. The zombies' roars actually drowned out the sound of the fireworks' explosions.

Zombie King Tu Hien hoped that the goddess in his heart could enjoy the most romantic night.

Now, disobedient zombies had come to cause trouble.

How could he tolerate it?

Under his control, the zombies he controlled fought with the zombies that came to cause trouble.

If BGM were to be added, the most suitable for this scene would be "Shouting the Wind and Clouds."

The zombies he controlled didn't roar but directly engaged, one hand grabbing the roaring zombie's face, one bite fiercely tearing at its neck. A bloody battle erupted, viscous blood blooming in the night.

On one side was intense fighting.

On the other side was a romantic and brilliant fireworks show.

In King Tu Hien's view, so what if he was a zombie? Don't zombies have the right to pursue romantic love?

In his life, he had never pursued his favorite type in reality. It was often online love. He didn't even know if the other party was a human or a ghost; he could only rely on fantasy, imagining what his online love interest looked like.

He had made ample preparations for Trieu Van.

Every floor of the government building was clean. Whether it was the restroom or anywhere else, under his high-pressure command, the zombies had licked every inch clean.

Garbage, dust, should not exist.

Trieu Van heard the zombies' roars, her body clearly trembling slightly. The fear of zombies was deeply ingrained in her heart.

"Don't mind it, the fireworks look beautiful."

King Tu Hien said softly, not daring to show the zombie's ferocity in front of his goddess. If it were the him of the past, anyone who saw that appearance would be terrified.

But now, he wanted to maintain a gentle appearance as much as possible.

Hearing these words, Trieu Van knew that the zombie beside her was different from what she thought. But no matter what, her fear of zombies came from deep within her heart.

"Mm, I know."

Trieu Van didn't think much about the situation outside, engrossed in watching the fireworks in the sky. She considered this one of the few good gifts she had received since the apocalypse broke out.

King Tu Hien looked at Trieu Van's beautiful cheek, his heart very excited. On the road of pursuing love, there would be one more zombie forever moving forward.

Tonight's fireworks were definitely a great success.

Once there was "Beacon Fire to Tease the Nobles," now there were "Fireworks and Zombies."

What a beautiful picture.

He even thought that tomorrow he would go to the library to find some books, tutorials on transitioning from online love to reality.

At first, he wanted to become the zombie emperor, the zombie overlord. But now it seemed, what zombie emperor or not, first he needed to fall in love, be romantic. Other things could wait.

If other survivors saw this situation.

They would definitely be sour.

We struggle to survive, willing to abandon dignity for a mouthful of food.

And you are leisurely watching fireworks amidst simping zombies?

Have you ever considered other people's feelings?

Sunshine Shelter.

It was clearly late at night.

But no one had fallen asleep. If you listened carefully, you could hear similar music.

"I goat your mom!"

Xu Zeyang slammed his phone onto the bed, his face flushed with anger. Then he picked up his phone again and cursed at it, "Damn it, which idiot made this game? This fucking thing has a BUG, I'll..."

Since this damn game came out, when he was idle at night and had nothing to do, he would casually play a round.

The first level was used to insult our IQ.

The second level was still to insult our IQ.

But...

Seriously, it was quite addictive. Many times he clearly had a chance to succeed, but this damn game was like it was messing with him, always creating some kind of problem. Just one step away, and it wouldn't let him.

There was a chance to revive.

But reviving required answering questions.

For example: What are the abilities of a Tyrant Zombie, followed by several options.

A: Extremely strong.

B: Has a sharp scythe.

C: Runs very fast.

D: It has many little brothers.

Seeing these options, Xu Zeyang, without thinking, directly chose B.

When he submitted, a prompt suddenly popped up.

"Multiple choice, wrong selection. Restart game?"

My ass!

If it was multiple choice, you should have said so earlier. Why use such a trick? Are you trying to show how humorous you are?

Xu Zeyang opened the rankings.

No one had cleared it yet.

This was the only relatively gratifying thing.

"Strange, theoretically Dong Jia should be the first to clear it. Why hasn't she cleared it yet?"

He opened the group chat and found that no one was talking in any of the major group chats. Clearly, everyone was painstakingly researching.

And in another room.

Dong Jia, breathing heavily, held her phone. She could predict things three seconds ahead. This ability was indeed powerful, but this game had also put her in a terrible state of mind.

Every time it came to the final crucial moment, the pattern she needed was always placed under three or four other patterns, and the space left for her was not enough.

"This damn game, I don't believe it."

Dong Jia, without thinking, started a new round.