Monster Girlfriend(Apocalypse) 7

Chapter 7

Before Xia Qingxue could protest, Xia Weishuang said, “But it really is most likely Sang Lu.”

Xia Qingxue said, “…Sis, your guesses are getting more and more exaggerated. Could it be that Sister Sang Lu actually went to be a secret agent three years ago and just recently came back with a silenced pistol, going pew pew pew?”

Xia Weishuang said, “That’s not necessarily the case. Who knows how she did it. Besides her, I can’t think of anyone else.”

A chill ran down Xia Qingxue’s spine, and she quickly interrupted her, “Let’s not worry about that for now. Find the car keys.”

“Okay.”

The car keys weren’t on the male owner. After a brief search, the two found them in a drawer. Besides the car keys, there was another unexpected surprise—a mobile phone.

And it was a phone with power and internet access.

Xia Weishuang tried wiping the male owner’s fingers clean and, surprisingly, it actually unlocked. However, after these few days, the phone’s battery was almost dead. Xia Weishuang thought for a moment and opened the residents’ group chat.

She sent a few messages as the male owner of 701:

“I’m infected too. Why is it so unfair?”

“If I’m going to die, everyone’s going to die with me. Just you wait, I’m going to set a fire at night and burn you all to death to be buried with me!”

“If you have the guts, stay up all night and watch. Heh, it’s not like you dare to come find me anyway?”

“Tonight? I’m not telling you which night I’ll set the fire. I want you all to enjoy the feeling of waiting for death with me!”

After exiting the group chat, Xia Weishuang covered the face of 701’s male owner with a pillowcase and apologized, “I’m sorry, I have no other way to warn everyone. This is all I can do. If everyone can avoid this fire, I hope all the merit goes to you. Amitabha.”

Xia Qingxue asked curiously, “Sis, aren’t you against feudal superstitions?”

Xia Weishuang’s expression didn’t change. “I only believe when I need to.”

Then, she used the last bit of battery to check the news online.

Other than discovering that the world’s situation was even worse, with everyone praying for rescue to arrive sooner but never seeing it, there was no other useful new information.

Only four days had passed since the “Son of Satan” outbreak, and human society was on the verge of collapse.

How much longer would this disaster last?

**

Returning to 702, the two began to pack. Some important items, especially medicine, were carried with them, followed by food and water.

Money?

Poor Xia Weishuang had almost no cash on hand; her money was all in her cards and electronic accounts. But even if she had cash, there was probably nowhere to spend it.

Because their strength was limited, they each only carried a backpack. They wrapped the rest of their things in a quilt, tied it with ropes and a bedsheet, and lowered it from the window of 702 to the ground. The rope wasn’t long enough, so in the end, it just had to be dropped.

But the things inside were just beef jerky, crackers, and the like. Even if they broke, it wouldn’t affect their edibility.

After the things fell, they attracted two zombies wandering nearby. They came over, found no living people, and left again. Everything went smoothly.

As for the particularly heavy items like rice and flour, Xia Weishuang dragged them into the hallway and left them behind. The two of them simply couldn’t carry them and had to give up. And once the fire started, these would all be wasted anyway. It was better to leave them outside for someone who might need them.

All of this happened quietly. Xia Weishuang also manually wrote several A4 sheets of paper with the “retaliatory declaration” of 701’s male owner. She would scatter them as she ran downstairs later to warn those whose phones were dead and couldn’t see the group chat.

This was all she could do.

Finally, Xia Weishuang wrote a note and tucked it into the crack of the door. She said to Sang Lu: Wait for me.

The elevator was out of order. Xia Qingxue was standing at the entrance to the stairwell, craning her neck to see if there were any zombies downstairs, so she didn’t see Xia Weishuang’s note.

Perhaps because the residents of this building were all adhering to the principle of staying at home, the building was very quiet, and there didn’t seem to be any wandering zombies.

In the scorching midday heat, they were drenched in sweat. Carrying their backpacks, they gritted their teeth and, in one go, headed downstairs… tiptoeing lightly.

If there was a zombie in the hallway, it would be bad if it followed the sound.

At first, everything went smoothly.

Although they were just walking downstairs, the two of them were incredibly nervous. As they neared the first floor, they felt like they were seeing the dawn of hope.

But just then, something unexpected happened.

The door to the small room was suddenly rammed open, and a black shadow lunged out. Xia Weishuang was quick. She blocked it with the stainless steel steaming plate, which fell to the ground with a clang.

Damn it!

Xia Qingxue turned around in terror and stabbed at the zombie with her “long spear,” buying Xia Weishuang a little time.

The corridor was narrow. Xia Weishuang was forced to switch places with the zombie. And just at that moment, the zombie, stabbed by Xia Qingxue, staggered back and slapped a claw on the iron door of the small room.

BANG!

Xia Weishuang’s foot was unfortunately caught.

But she endured the pain and didn’t cry out. Seeing the zombie fall, Xia Qingxue trembled as she stepped forward to stab it in the head.

She recognized him. This was a security guard from the complex. They had greeted each other not long ago. Now, she had to smash his head in.

The cruel reality made Xia Qingxue cry as she shivered and said, “What do I do? I can’t pierce it!”

The crude weapon was clearly not enough to break through the zombie’s skull. Even though Xia Qingxue was stronger than the average girl, it was still the hardest bone in the human body.

Seeing the zombie get up and about to lunge at them again, Xia Qingxue, who was facing it directly, would definitely not be able to dodge.

In the nick of time, Xia Weishuang, enduring the sharp pain in her foot, grabbed Xia Qingxue’s hand and, with a precise angle, forcefully stabbed into the zombie’s eye.

The tip of the knife pierced the cloudy eyeball, tore through the rotten flesh, and successfully scrambled the zombie’s brain.

The zombie fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

Xia Weishuang didn’t spare it a second glance. She gripped Xia Qingxue’s hand tightly and said in a low voice, “Run!”

There was no need to worry about making noise anymore. Just run, and that was that. The nearby zombies were now rushing towards them. It would be bad if they were trapped in the stairwell.

Xia Qingxue grunted in agreement and half-supported, half-dragged Xia Weishuang as they ran wildly outside. As soon as they were out of the building, the two of them immediately ran towards the parking area. Xia Weishuang pressed the car key, locating 701’s car.

Three zombies were rushing towards them from different directions. Xia Qingxue let go of Xia Weishuang and shouted, “You get in the car first! I’ll get the bag!”

“If there’s no time, just leave it!” Xia Weishuang’s foot was in excruciating pain. She reached out to grab her but missed, and could only watch as Xia Qingxue ran towards where the quilt-wrapped bag had fallen.

She knew the situation was critical and there was no time for hesitation, so she dragged her injured right foot and ran towards the car.

It was hard to say, but when it came to physical fitness, Xia Qingxue was indeed much better than her. She took a detour to pick up the quilt-wrapped bag, yet she wasn’t much slower than Xia Weishuang in getting into the car. On the way, she even used her “long spear” to pin a zombie into the complex’s green belt.

The car’s space was limited; the “long spear” wouldn’t fit, so it had to be abandoned.

Xia Qingxue slammed the door shut, threw the quilt-wrapped bag into the back seat, and said with an excited expression, “I didn’t expect these zombies to be not as hard to deal with as I thought.”

Having gotten into the car with some thrills but no real danger, Xia Weishuang also smiled. “Most of the time, people die from their own fear.”

Xia Qingxue said with emotion, “Are we really leaving now, not waiting for rescue?”

“Actually, there are advantages to leaving now. Most people haven’t gone out yet, so the roads won’t be so crowded, and there won’t be as many zombies,” Xia Weishuang comforted her. “For everything, there are gains and losses. As long as the final result is good, there’s no need for regrets.”

Xia Qingxue nodded. “I understand all the reasoning, but why am I in the driver’s seat?”

Xia Weishuang calmly fastened her seatbelt. “Because my foot is injured and I can’t drive.”

Xia Qingxue’s mouth twitched. “But I don’t know how to drive.”

Xia Weishuang turned to look at her. “I remember you got your driver’s license during the summer vacation of your third year of high school.”

The zombies had surrounded them, circling the car, occasionally bumping into it with a thud. Filthy pus contaminated the perfectly good car. Xia Qingxue gripped the steering wheel tightly and said through gritted teeth, “Yes, I got my license, but I haven’t touched a car in three years. I’ve long forgotten!”

Xia Weishuang said calmly, “Don’t be afraid. Since you passed, it proves you have a talent for it.”

Xia Qingxue: “Which one is the brake again? How do I start? Crap, I’m going to get into an accident!”

Xia Weishuang: “…”

Forced, Xia Weishuang could only re-teach her while surrounded by zombies, and also help her distinguish between the clutch, brake, and accelerator.

With everything ready, Xia Qingxue stared at the zombie pressed against the car window and said, “I’m really starting now. I’m really, really starting now. I’m really, really, really…”

Xia Weishuang consoled her, “Think about it, isn’t it more worth it to die by your own hand than in the mouth of a zombie? Thinking of it that way, driving out is a win. You can do it, Little Xue.”

Xia Qingxue took a deep breath and said, “Sis is right. Even if I have to die, I have to die with dignity!”

Xia Weishuang: “…” She really didn’t know what kind of dignity there was in crashing a car and killing oneself.

Just then, Xia Qingxue suddenly turned her head and gave Xia Weishuang a smile that was almost a cry. “Sis, happy birthday.”

Xia Weishuang was taken aback, then smiled at her. “Thank you.”

Afterward, the car started shakily. After pulling out of the parking space, it suddenly lurched forward, throwing off the zombies clinging to it.

At the same time, the contents of Xia Weishuang’s stomach were almost thrown out as well.

Xia Weishuang smoothed her messy long hair. “Little Xue.”

Xia Qingxue stared straight ahead, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her muscles were trembling. “Yeah?!”

Xia Weishuang said slowly, “Even if you’re looking to die, you don’t have to be in such a hurry.”

Xia Qingxue: “…”

**

About two hours after the owner of 702 left, an unexpected guest arrived.

She was tall with thick, long hair, wearing a red dress and barefoot. She looked very thin, yet her limbs were incredibly flexible. Even her posture as she walked was somewhat strange, inexplicably reminding one of snakes or large mollusks.

She showed no signs of nervousness or fear, ascending the stairs slowly with a calm and unhurried demeanor. Under her red dress, a faint squelching sound could be heard. But as she walked more and more, her posture became more and more normal.

Even that squelching sound became too faint to be heard.

In its place was a broken, hoarse humming coming from the woman’s throat.

She once had a name, Sang Lu. Now, she was imitating the self in her memory, becoming a “human” who wouldn’t scare others.

Sang Lu, with a beautiful smile on her face, was carrying a large basin of ice and a paper box within it, walking solemnly and formally through the first floor, second floor, third floor…

A zombie that happened to be wandering near the stairs sensed a living being approaching. It subconsciously pursued the sound, but the closer it got, the more hesitant it became. In the end, this zombie that had lost all reason actually had the thought of “fleeing.”

Just as it turned, a shadow so fast it was invisible to the naked eye brushed through its head. Thump. The zombie fell to the ground.

Sang Lu didn’t look at it, as if it were just an ordinary grain of sand.

A fleshy tendril extended from her smooth, beautiful back, then slowly retracted. Her back became smooth and flat again.

Sang Lu arrived at the door of 702.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Knock knock, knock.

Then she opened the paper box surrounded by ice.

It was a cake, a cream cake, decorated with small pink and purple cream flowers, and covered with a thick layer of jam.

For Sang Lu, in this chaotic world, in the unbearably hot summer, finding a fresh cream cake was undoubtedly more difficult than killing ten thousand zombies.

However, after a while, there was only silence.

Sang Lu raised her hand and knocked again.

Knock knock, knock.

A piece of paper floated lightly to the ground.

Sang Lu’s deep purple eyes suddenly moved up and down. She didn’t bend down. A soft, fleshy tendril extended downwards, rolled up the piece of paper, and brought it before Sang Lu’s eyes.

“Wait for me by Shuang”

Sang Lu looked down at the cake in her arms. The ice in the basin had mostly melted. Soon, this cake would be exposed to the high temperature.

After today, it would spoil and become inedible.

Sang Lu closed her eyes, her high-bridged nose brushing against the piece of paper. She suddenly opened her alluring red lips, revealing a mouthful of terrifyingly sharp teeth.

She swallowed the piece of paper.

Afterward, she sniffed the lingering scent of Xia Weishuang in the air. Her loose, raven-black hair rippled like water. Behind and beneath her, countless tentacles, thick and thin, covered in transparent slime, surged out like a flood, slipping through the cracks in the door, drilling into the keyhole, clinging to the walls, bypassing the windows, and surrounding the entire apartment 702…

Sang Lu easily broke into apartment 702.

Holding the cake, she swayed gently and swam to the master bedroom where Xia Weishuang’s scent was strongest. A tentacle peeled a photo off the wall. It was a photo of Xia Weishuang herself, from her relatively cheerful university days.

In the photo, Xia Weishuang was smiling brightly at the camera.

Sang Lu held the photo in front of her, extended her bright red tongue, and licked it gently.