Monster Girlfriend(Apocalypse) 17

Chapter 17

With a piercing screech, the heavy car led its occupants on a journey to death.

In the nick of time, a mass of pale shadows suddenly erupted, rushing out of the car window like countless surging clouds. Then, at an extremely precise and strange angle, it connected the car to a tall tree by the roadside, causing the car to slide half a circle before being forcibly stopped.

The extended tentacles, both flexible and rigid, were like the steel bars in a new architectural structure, or the skeleton of some large work of art. They enveloped the car, forcibly halting this journey to death.

The people in the car were still in a state of shock from their near-death experience, their limbs weak, and they were speechless for a moment.

Xia Weishuang bit her tongue. The sharp pain brought her back to her senses. She looked in the rearview mirror and saw that the zombies had already caught up to them. Just as their claws were about to hit the car, she gasped.

Suddenly, the zombies in her line of sight became shorter.

The sudden change left Xia Weishuang momentarily confused. It was only when she saw a head fall from the sky and land in front of the car window, and Sang Lu’s slowly retracting tentacle, that she realized Sang Lu had cut off the zombie’s head.

Just a moment ago, she was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to stay in the car or get out quickly. Now, Xia Weishuang breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Lu suddenly turned to look at Xia Weishuang, her left hand propping up her chin, her expression as relaxed as if she were not surrounded by a pile of zombies, but on vacation at the beach.

Xia Weishuang didn’t understand why she was suddenly looking at her. Suddenly, an idea came to her. Xia Weishuang said tentatively, “Sang Lu, you’re amazing.”

Sang Lu tilted her head and smiled reservedly.

Then, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, several zombie heads fell around the car like rain.

Xia Weishuang: “…Sang Lu, you’re really amazing!”

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Sang Lu slowly retracted the support that her right hand had transformed into. Her gaze fell on the scattered zombie heads. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly extended her hand again, forming a long, slender, and flexible tentacle. She picked up a tree branch, inserted it into a head, and dug out a crystal.

Xia Qingxue and Mi Lele were huddled together in the back seat, trembling. After seeing Sang Lu dig out one crystal after another, covered in brain matter and various unknown filth, Xia Qingxue numbly poked Xia Weishuang.

Xia Weishuang: “Little Xue?”

Xia Qingxue: “My dearest sister, do you have a plastic bag?”

Xia Weishuang found it a little strange. “Speak properly.” But she still found a bag for her.

Taking the bag, Xia Qingxue held it open with both hands, lowered her head, and “Ugh!”

Mi Lele silently moved her head to Xia Qingxue’s lap and cried.

Xia Weishuang: “…”

The tire had a problem, and there was no way to change it now. Xia Weishuang tried to drive forward slowly at the lowest speed.

After all, even if Sang Lu was unrivaled in terms of attack power, the countless zombie army was about to crush them, which would be annoying enough.

And Sang Lu wasn’t interested in all the zombie heads. Xia Weishuang observed that she only dug out the crystals from the stronger and faster zombies, and completely ignored the others as garbage.

A small handful of crystals was presented to Xia Weishuang. Xia Weishuang was speechless. She found a paper towel, wiped the crystals clean, wrapped them up, and then smiled and patted Sang Lu’s head. “Sang Lu is so amazing!”

Sang Lu narrowed her eyes slightly, rubbed against her hand lightly, and then extended her hand, her meaning clear: she wanted Xia Weishuang to wipe her hand.

Although she had used her tentacle-like limbs and a tree branch to touch the zombies, it was still difficult to avoid getting dirty. Besides, she liked the gentleness and intimacy of Xia Weishuang taking care of her.

Xia Weishuang was multitasking. She looked back at the zombies that were surging up again and felt a little anxious. “We’d better find a new car.”

After throwing up, Xia Qingxue leaned weakly against the back of the seat and said, “After we find a car, we have to get out and switch. Sister Sang Lu… can she kill all the zombies?”

Mi Lele also looked at Sang Lu with a mixture of expectation and fear.

Now it seemed that as long as Sang Lu went on a killing spree, they would be invincible. But Xia Weishuang felt a little sorry for her. She was reluctant to let Sang Lu get so tired, but she didn’t know who else they could rely on to fight their way out of the zombie horde.

A trace of helplessness and pleading that she herself hadn’t noticed appeared in the woman’s beautiful and gentle eyes, but it was well received by the monster beside her.

Sang Lu pressed Xia Weishuang’s hand with her clean hand, then turned the car’s steering wheel.

Suddenly, the car became stable!

Xia Weishuang was a little surprised. She turned to ask Sang Lu, “What did you do?”

Sang Lu just smiled and said nothing.

Xia Weishuang tried to accelerate and found that the car was still very stable, as if the flat tire just now was an illusion.

Things had taken such a fortunate turn. Xia Weishuang should have been as happy as Xia Qingxue and Mi Lele, but she couldn’t suppress her worry.

And at this moment, with the car’s acceleration and Sang Lu’s occasional attacks, they were already far away from the zombie army behind them.

Xia Weishuang suddenly braked hard, opened the door, and jumped out of the car in one go, so fast that everyone in the car couldn’t react.

And by this time, Xia Weishuang had already circled to the side of the right front tire that had originally blown out, and crouched down to take a closer look.

Sang Lu leaned against the car window, propping her head on her hand and looking at the scenery in front.

“Sis, what are you doing? Get in the car, the zombies are catching up!” Xia Qingxue worriedly tried to pull the car door open, wanting to pull Xia Weishuang in from her side.

But Xia Weishuang had already stood up. She lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye, then quickly ran back to the driver’s seat, started the car, and continued forward.

“You scared me just now,” Xia Qingxue asked. “What, is there a problem outside?”

Xia Weishuang shook her head, her voice a little low. “Nothing. It’s already five in the afternoon. It’ll be dark soon. Let’s find a place to spend the night after we shake off the zombies. Let’s not drive at night, it’s dangerous.”

“Okay, we’ll listen to you, Sis.” Sensing that Xia Weishuang was in a bad mood, Xia Qingxue obediently agreed.

Xia Weishuang didn’t look at Sang Lu. She didn’t know how to look at her.

The tire had indeed blown out. What was filling it and supporting the car to continue moving smoothly was a familiar pale substance. It looked like silicone rubber, but Xia Weishuang knew that it was living flesh and blood.

The owner of that flesh and blood sat beside her as if nothing had happened, and even the look in her eyes hadn’t changed at all.

She didn’t think it was a big deal. Perhaps she even wanted to use this to make Xia Weishuang like her a little more.

But this time, Xia Weishuang didn’t want to praise her for being amazing anymore.

**

The battered little car drove further and further away, and the zombie army slowly dispersed like fish in water.

The crisis was over. Xia Weishuang and the others began to slow down and look around for a suitable place to spend the night.

To their relief, after being besieged and blocked by hooligans and zombies for so long, they finally saw ordinary living humans.

It was a guesthouse. A window on the upper floor suddenly opened, and someone waved at them, sending a message of mutual rescue.

And at this time, the sun was gradually setting, and the zombies on the street became more active. Continuing to drive at night would be even more risky. So Xia Weishuang followed the instructions of her compatriots, stopped the car, and then, under the “escort” of several boys from the guesthouse, got out of the car and ran into the guesthouse.

The main door had been reinforced and blocked with a heavy cabinet.

There was no electricity here, but they had somehow managed to get a lot of candles, which could also provide light when lit.

The rooms upstairs had all been cleaned up. Because the guesthouse only had three floors, the windows of each room were reinforced with security bars, so zombies couldn’t get in through the windows, making it very safe.

After Xia Weishuang and the others entered, they saw about seven or eight people staying in the living room. They seemed to be a mix of people, men and women, old and young, banding together for survival.

Perhaps because it had only been a little over seven days since the zombie outbreak, many things had not yet developed to the worst point, so most people’s eyes were friendly.

But Xia Weishuang still heard someone whisper, “Why are they all women, and there’s a little burden too.”