The blade sliced down fiercely. Xie Zhou’s expression twisted in pain and malice, his cold, sinister gaze filled with hatred. As if venting his rage, he used a surgical knife to tear apart the corpses stored in the storage room until they were a mangled mess.
The pitch-black night was especially eerie and terrifying. In the shadows, the man was covered in dark red blood. Cold fluorescent light fell on his pale, bloodless face—one look was enough to make people feel fear.
Suddenly, he turned his head and gave a chilling smile. Two fangs gleamed brightly.
Liu Ge became alert. “What do you want to do?”
“Your blood… seems like it would taste very good.”
“Even if it tastes good, you’re not allowed to drink it.” He was becoming more and more like a zombie.
The atmosphere fell into silence. Xie Zhou casually tossed the blade aside. After venting, the violence in his heart lessened slightly, but the killing impulse lingering in his mind had not diminished at all.
In the end, he still couldn’t simply let go of everything that had been done to him. How could he?
He wasn’t human anymore.
His eyes carried an unreadable depth, mixed with mockery. Liu Ge frowned and subconsciously reached for the fruit knife in her pocket.
“Since you’ve finished venting, let’s leave early. I don’t think a place full of corpses, blood, and rot is suitable for conversation.”
Xie Zhou sneered. “What is there to talk about between us?”
Deep breath. Don’t get angry. He’s the Zombie King—there’s no second one.
Liu Ge kept repeating this to herself, barely holding back the urge to lecture him.
“Nothing much to say,” she exhaled to calm herself. “But are you really going to just let it go? Those memories must be deeply painful, right?”
“Bai Sui doesn’t know you’re dead. She’ll definitely follow the planned route home. With that truck, they probably already arrived and are waiting for rescue at the villa.”
“If we don’t go soon, and they get rescued by the base, it’ll be even harder to find her.”
“Who said I was going to find her?”
A cruel smile curved his thin lips. What he said next nearly made Liu Ge freeze.
“My clothes are dirty. Unlike some people who can wear dirty clothes for a week without changing.”
“You think I wanted this?!” Liu Ge almost exploded.
It’s the apocalypse—she was just trying to survive! Who cares about clean clothes?!
“You’re wearing the work uniform I took from a zombie. If you think it’s dirty, then don’t wear it!”
Let’s hurt each other then!
She had even found a brand-new outfit for him in the warehouse and never worn it herself, saving it for him. She should’ve just left him alone.
Xie Zhou’s expression instantly turned ugly. Flames, driven by his anger, shot toward her.
Liu Ge hadn’t expected him to actually try to kill her—her mood sank instantly.
Hot waves rushed toward her face. The fruit knife gleamed coldly under the light. A crisis erupted instantly.
“Forget it.” Xie Zhou withdrew the flames like he was granting mercy.
They left the basement.
Outside, zombies in the campus howled at the night sky. He walked leisurely through them like an emperor inspecting his territory.
The suppression between zombie ranks was absolute. Low-level zombies couldn’t resist his pressure at all, and Liu Ge, who followed not far behind, was also unharmed.
Liu Ge didn’t know much about this school. After leaving the north gate, she discovered a large commercial complex nearby—restaurants, shopping, entertainment all in one.
Naturally, a place with dense crowds like this was filled with zombies.
Without hesitation, she followed Xie Zhou inside, instinctively believing he wouldn’t truly hurt her.
The first floor was jewelry and cosmetics, the second women’s clothing, the third men’s clothing, and above were food and cinema floors, with a basement supermarket.
While Xie Zhou was changing clothes in a men’s store, she also picked a more neutral sports outfit and changed into it, replacing her backpack with a larger one.
“You don’t need these things.”
Liu Ge was packing medicine boxes into her bag when Xie Zhou came out of the fitting room, glanced at them, and casually set them ablaze. The backpack turned to ash instantly.
“Why did you burn my things?!” she gritted her teeth.
“Any objections?” His tone carried faint danger.
Fine. She’d just find more medicine.
She angrily grabbed another bag and started packing clothes again. On the way up, she had noticed a pharmacy on the first floor—hopefully it still had supplies.
But just as she folded her clothes, everything in the store suddenly disappeared.
“What? You have spatial ability?”
There were only the two of them here—and a few trembling zombies. There was no one else.
“None of your business.”
He walked into another shop. Again, everything inside vanished.
In an instant, an entire floor of stores was emptied—tables included. His spatial storage seemed limitless, never filling up.
In her previous life, Bai Sui’s spatial ability at level four was only about 200 square meters, used just for essential supplies.
By rough estimation, Xie Zhou was only level three now, yet his fire ability already exceeded that level—and now he also had a heaven-defying spatial ability.
So how exactly had she ever managed to kill someone like this and take his crystal core?
Just as he finished clearing the men’s section and was about to head downstairs, Liu Ge hurried to block him at the stairwell.
If he had such convenient spatial ability, she was going to make full use of it.
She rushed into a women’s store and dumped a pile of clothes into his arms.
“Help me store these.”
She didn’t even look at his expression and ran back into the shop to search for suitable sizes.
In the apocalypse, food was essential—but clothes were a luxury. She once went an entire month without changing clothes. That experience was unforgettable.
Xie Zhou’s face darkened like storm clouds. Why would a man need women’s clothing?
But then, for some reason, he walked into the women’s section anyway. The nearby zombies, suppressed by his aura, didn’t dare approach.
Not only the second-floor women’s stores, but even the first-floor shops were emptied. The medicine Liu Ge had been eyeing disappeared without her even noticing.
Even though zombies didn’t need human food, Xie Zhou still went down to the basement supermarket. The zombies there shrank against the walls, trembling in fear.
Shelves and goods were all absorbed into his space. Liu Ge happily ate a pack of instant noodles—since zombies didn’t need food, everything in his storage was practically hers.
She had heard that time doesn’t flow inside spatial storage. A supermarket this big could feed her for who knows how many years.
Thinking about her future quality of life improving dramatically, she couldn’t help but smile. Even Xie Zhou, despite his dark expression, looked slightly more pleasing.
“You—stop! If you keep taking everything, we’ll have nothing left to eat!”
Just as only two shelves remained, two or three people suddenly emerged from a corner filled with boxes, desperately rushing forward to stop the disappearing food.