Chapter 99

The Blood Corpses and humans are fundamentally two completely different creatures.

However, the two Blood Corpses that appeared across the street were indeed once human.

They were emaciated, about 1.6 meters tall, with red skin tightly wrapped around their bodies, revealing neatly aligned ribs. Their toes were long, and their finger joints were bent like hooks. Their hands and feet had turned into sharp claws.

One Blood Corpse was completely naked, while the other had half a bra hanging from its neck. The fabric was very dark and dirty, but the excellent shoulder straps were tightly bound to its chest. This was the only thing that could indicate it was a "female."

The two Blood Corpses immediately noticed Su Hao and Xin Yan sitting across the street.

They quickly pounced, running as fast as an adult. With Su Hao's enhanced vision at the fifth stage, he could clearly see the Blood Corpses' slightly turbid eyes, which glowed with a yellow-green light in the shadow of the building.

The second mutation had given them basic vision.

Su Hao drew his battle axe from the side of his backpack and swung it horizontally to meet the charging Blood Corpses.

The Blood Corpses couldn't react in time to such a swift movement. They only saw a dark shadow pass before their eyes, unable to make out what it was. The whistling of the battle axe through the air made them tense. Then, a cool breeze brushed over their skin. The Blood Corpses had no ability to resist or dodge, and could only watch helplessly as the terrifying light flashed before them, and their throats were slashed, spraying a large amount of blood.

The two Blood Corpses screamed and fell backward. They clutched their throats with both hands, kicking their legs like frogs. On the surface, Su Hao's attack seemed inaccurate, as he didn't even decapitate them. In reality, the sharp axe blade had severed their spines and central nervous systems, leaving only a layer of skin connecting the back of their necks to their spines.

"Their mutation speed is accelerating."

Su Hao swung his axe to decapitate one of the Blood Corpses and said to Xin Yan, who was sitting on a stool, "They have vision, their speed has increased nearly threefold, and their teeth and claws are even sharper."

Xin Yan smiled beautifully, "Maybe they can even gain intelligence."

Su Hao turned to her, his expression dark, shook his head, and said with a voice filled with anger and resentment, "That's not funny. If mutated creatures gain intelligence, it's definitely not good news. I'd rather face a mindless hungry lion than a cunning fox."

Xin Yan's gaze shifted, and she asked with a smile, "You don't seem very happy? What's wrong?"

Su Hao didn't speak, remaining silent as he kicked the dead Blood Corpse over with his foot. Then he swung his battle axe and chopped open the Blood Corpse's buttocks.

His mood was extremely dark.

Liao Qiu had sent two live chickens from the "Castle" yesterday.

The logistics person in the bank building killed the chickens. The chicken was chopped into small pieces, mixed with chicken blood and offal, and some canned beef stew, and several pots of rich soup were cooked. The quantity wasn't much, just enough for each team member in the building to have a bowl.

The "Castle" and the building's warehouse stored many cans. Eating these for a long time could easily make people feel nauseous. Fresh vegetables and fish were often delivered from outside the city, which were very popular as a change of diet. Although some livestock were raised, they still needed time to reproduce.

In this terrifying environment filled with mutated creatures, two live chickens were no less precious than the most delicious delicacies in the world.

Xin Yan secretly took a small piece of chicken breast.

Before they left this morning, she took the chicken out of the fridge, chopped it up, added ginger threads and broad bean sauce, and picked some green spring onions from the green belt outside the building, cooking a full box of fried rice.

Xin Yan put a lot of effort into it, and the fried rice smelled delicious.

Su Hao had been looking forward to this lunch very much.

In a certain sense, Xin Yan was already his wife. Although they hadn't registered their marriage at the civil affairs office, they were a perfect match.

Su Hao always felt regretful.

He and Xin Yan couldn't spend time in a cafe like in peacetime. They couldn't enjoy a romantic night in a luxurious restaurant with wine and steak. All the beautiful, warm, and wonderful things from peacetime were irretrievable.

A simple box of chicken fried rice was already extremely rare.

But as long as his beloved was by his side, sharing a bite here and there, it was a sweetness that nothing could replace.

However, these two damned Blood Corpses, they, they ruined everything.

If it had been a different time, a different place, or if they had appeared half an hour later...

Thinking of this, Su Hao subconsciously lowered his head and stared intently at the motionless corpse at his feet. He clenched his teeth, grinding them fiercely, his expression unusually fierce.

The Blood Corpses were dirty. The splattered blood and flesh stank.

The second mutation had given their decaying bodies new life, but they still retained the filth and decay characteristic of non-human creatures. In battle, it was inevitable to get some of it on him.

Su Hao's hands and body were covered in sticky blood, bits of flesh, and some mysterious black sticky substance that had spurted from the Blood Corpses' throats. It was very smelly.

Perhaps it was their saliva or something else.

Looking at the black blood flowing from the corpse's neck, gradually covering the soles of his boots, Su Hao completely lost his appetite.

He wasn't being picky.

But eating to replenish energy and survive had nothing to do with "romance."

A warm and sweet lunch.

The tenderness of his beloved woman.

The rare relaxation and leisure after a long, tense battle—now, everything was completely ruined by these two damned Blood Corpses.

Damn it.

I, I will crush you—

"Thud—"

Su Hao's face darkened, and he suddenly flew into a rage.

He lifted his foot and stomped down hard on the Blood Corpse's head. The immense pressure caused the skull to burst instantly. The pus-white eyeballs shot out of the eye sockets like bullets, and the sticky white brain matter and dirty blood splattered everywhere.

"Don't do that—"

Xin Yan stood up from the stool and walked gracefully to Su Hao's side. She extended her arm, hooked his head, and turned his angry face toward her.

Xin Yan didn't mind Su Hao's gaze on her snow-white chest.

She leaned forward, using her soft lips to slowly caress Su Hao's face, pecking his nose, ears, and lips, whispering in a pleasant voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I don't like your angry face. They're not worth it. Let's go back early. We can take a good shower, and save the meal for later. The rooftop terrace should be a nice spot to see the stars."

Comforting words and the closest contact. This was more effective than any persuasion.

The hardness on Su Hao's face gradually softened, and he slowly regained his composure.

Having a woman who truly loved him and always considered his needs was a wonderful feeling.

Su Hao felt a swelling in his lower body.

This indicated that his body was secreting a large amount of adrenaline and testosterone.

He wrapped his left arm around Xin Yan's waist and kissed her fiercely and forcefully.

Xin Yan always wore very thin clothes. Today was no exception.

Her white, tight-fitting undershirt had a low neckline. From above, one could see part of a thin, black lace bra. Her full, firm breasts were barely visible, exuding an irresistible allure. Her waist was very slim, and it felt very comfortable to hold with one hand.

Su Hao used his tongue to part Xin Yan's soft lips.

Despite feeling that it wasn't quite appropriate at this moment, Xin Yan still extended her small, smooth tongue to meet his, gently touching his tongue. Su Hao was always very dominant in such matters—he kissed deeply and forcefully. His fingers, through the thin, smooth fabric, rubbed and kneaded her waist. The two of them were tightly pressed together, and the friction of their chests made Xin Yan feel stimulated. She couldn't help but moan, allowing her tongue to be entangled and sucked by Su Hao.

Gradually, Xin Yan's body began to tremble, and her cheeks turned a rosy red.

She felt a hard, hot object pressing against her from below.

Xin Yan, of course, knew it was Su Hao's penis. This teasing aroused her, and the intense pleasure made her close her eyes, but she could still feel a dampness between her legs.

Here, now, there were still two Blood Corpses lying on the ground nearby.

"Can't, can't do it here—"

Xin Yan resisted the immense temptation, using her indomitable will to struggle out of Su Hao's embrace.

Su Hao roughly hugged Xin Yan's waist again.

He knew that this wasn't the right time for such things.

Su Hao just wanted to enjoy the feeling again—the intimacy and warmth, the contact of lips and tongues, all of which made him drunk and excited. He even felt that the mysterious black particles in his body were boiling, rapidly converting into a substance that made his muscles swell and his bones harden.

The feeling of love was wonderful.

At that moment, the sound of a vehicle approaching came from a distance.

Su Hao turned his head, his pupils contracting. His physical abilities had been enhanced to the fifth stage, and he could clearly see that it was a black "Passat" sedan.

He couldn't sense any "worker bees" or team members. It was unfamiliar. They must be other survivors in the city.

The car was getting closer and began to slow down at about fifty meters away.

Obviously, the other side had also noticed Su Hao and Xin Yan standing by the roadside.

The "Passat" slowly stopped in the middle of the road, and five people, three men and two women, got out of the car.

These people were dressed very simply, with mismatched clothes and pants, which looked like they had been hastily taken from stores. A man standing at the back held a powder gun, and the others mostly had weapons like iron pipes and rebar, with knives tied to them with wire.

They must have just passed by here.

These strangers stood about six meters away, looking at Su Hao and Xin Yan with caution. Their gazes occasionally fell on the Blood Corpses lying on the ground, quickly turning to shock and fear.

Su Hao was wearing a military combat uniform. The most distinctive feature of this uniform was its durability. The chest, abdomen, and sides were made of Kevlar, providing some bullet resistance. The deep green military camouflage, the lieutenant's insignia on both shoulders, and the gun on his waist, reflecting a metallic sheen—all of these, to these survivors, were the best indicators of "strength."

A man who seemed to be the leader stepped forward, looked enviously at the gun in Xin Yan's hand, then turned his gaze back to Su Hao, and asked with a mix of fear and curiosity, "Are you soldiers?"

Su Hao nodded and countered, "Have you been vaccinated?"

The inspection station had been set up in the city for nearly a year. Although they couldn't broadcast city-wide or use newspapers or television to spread information, many survivors knew about the group of soldiers at the garrison headquarters. They injected an immune serum into everyone who found their way there. It was free, and they didn't provide food or any substantial help.

"Of course, we've been vaccinated."

The leader, a man in his forties, tall and with a thick beard, nodded hurriedly, looking at the Blood Corpses on the ground and then at Su Hao. The gun, blood, axe, and the crushed head on the ground all shocked him, and he naturally felt a sense of awe towards these young people.

Su Hao glanced at him, released his embrace of Xin Yan, gripped his battle axe, and turned to continue chopping at the Blood Corpse's buttocks.

These survivors were ordinary people. Even with guns, they posed little threat to Xin Yan and Su Hao.

The action of chopping the Blood Corpse with the axe made the five survivors curious. They involuntarily took a few steps forward, slowly gathering around.

A robust woman in a red sweater asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Su Hao didn't answer.

He chopped open the Blood Corpse's pelvis, used the axe tip to extract the silver bone from the spine, and then grabbed a piece of rag to wipe it carefully.

The leader leaned in, puzzled, and asked, "What is this?"

"Silver bone."

Su Hao had no intention of hiding it—he placed the silver bone in his palm, extended it for the other to see clearly, and said seriously, "All zombies have this thing, right where you saw it just now."

As he spoke, Su Hao swung his axe again, performing the same action on the other corpse.

The woman in the red sweater hesitated, muttering to herself, "Silver bone?"

Su Hao smiled, "You can think of it as a stone inside the zombie's body. It's just in a special location."

A lean man, who seemed to be a practical type, stared at the silver bone in Su Hao's palm for a long time and asked uncertainly, "What's it used for?"

"It's the raw material for making the immune serum."

Su Hao told a small lie, saying calmly, "I need to collect more silver bones. If you go north along this street, there's a branch of the Industrial and Commercial Bank behind the stadium. There's a black flag on the roof. You can find me there."

The black flag was actually a joke between Han Ying and Liao Qiu.

They were both young and knew little about intimate matters. On the night they decided to live together, Han Ying suddenly remembered something she had heard from some popular girls at school: "After that kind of thing, you need to wash the sheets the next morning."

Han Ying had taken a class in health and hygiene and knew what "washing the sheets" meant.

She was very shy, so she got a large piece of black cloth to use as a sheet. The next morning, she washed the black cloth and hung it on the balcony of the rooftop. Somehow, the secret leaked, and everyone who heard it laughed.

From then on, whenever the team members saw the black cloth hanging on the rooftop terrace, they would naturally think of Han Ying and Liao Qiu. Some pranksters even got a piece of black cloth and hung it like a flag.

Without movies or TV, without newspapers or the internet, people could no longer enjoy the variety of entertainment from the civilized era. They could only rely on some harmless things to make themselves laugh and slightly ease their overly tense nerves.

"I need a lot of silver bones."

Su Hao carefully observed the expressions of the five survivors and said calmly, "If you can get this, I can buy it from you."

He emphasized the last two words.

"Buy?"

A cold-faced man shook his head and sneered, "With money?"

The leader of the survivors glared at the man, pulled him aside, and said to Su Hao in a hoarse voice, "He's a good person, just not good with words. You have to understand. His family all died, it was very tragic."

Su Hao stood quietly, showing no anger or displeasure.

He took a chocolate bar from his pocket and handed it to the cold-faced man. Then he turned to the leader and said, "You can trade silver bones for weapons and ammunition with me."

"Weapons? You mean weapons?"

The woman in the red sweater's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "How do we trade?"

Su Hao walked to Xin Yan's side, picked up the "Type 95" assault rifle slung on the side of his backpack, and shook it, saying in a steady voice, "Fifty milligrams of silver bone for one gun."

After a pause, Su Hao continued, "As for bullets, ten milligrams for a hundred rounds."

These words shocked the five survivors, and their eyes showed excitement and eagerness.

The news was unexpected, giving them a thrill as if they had won a five million yuan lottery.

The city was filled with zombies. These mutated creatures roamed around, dividing the city into isolated areas.

The bearded man, the leader, and his companions lived in a small building on the east side.

If the zombie horde downstairs hadn't been lured away by other passing survivors, the bearded man wouldn't have been able to drive out and collect supplies from farther away.

Using weapons like sticks and knives to fight zombies was clearly not as effective as using guns.

However, this was China, where gun control was not as lax as in other countries.

The five survivors stared greedily at the gun in Su Hao's hand.

They didn't have a precise answer to how many zombies they needed to kill to get fifty milligrams of silver bone.

But they knew very well that extracting silver bones from zombies wasn't difficult.

The city was scattered with many dead zombies, the result of humans fighting against mutated creatures.