Chapter 1 (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
In a desolate street, a zombie wandered around unconsciously.
His mouth was slightly parted with saliva dripping down his lips. A pair of terrifying red eyes glinted icily.
There was a small, abandoned supermarket not far from where he was. The glass door was splattered with brown blood stains, fallen shelves and packages of food scattered all over the floor could be faintly seen through the opened door.
Behind the door, a middle-aged zombie moved slowly. Judging from his clothes, he used to be a staff member there.
The zombie approached the supermarket slowly and as he brushed past the middle-aged zombie, he suddenly took out a cleaver, turned around, and chopped off the middle-aged zombie’s head with all his might.
Fresh blood gushed out and the headless corpse instantly fell to the ground.
The strange zombie then grabbed a shopping bag from behind the sales counter and began to rapidly collect food from the supermarket…
“Haa… It sure is tiring…”
In a dimly lit house, Ling Mo’s face was dripping with sweat as he looked at the bag full of goods and necessities with satisfaction.
Opposite him sat the zombie that appeared in the supermarket. However, the zombie’s look towards Ling Mo wasn’t filled with evil intentions, but instead an empty expression.
“This is so much better than compared to a few days ago. I can finally control them more flexibly now.”
Ling Mo shifted his gaze to the zombie and let loose a small smile.
Half a month ago, a new type of virus had appeared, turning the world into a tragic slaughterhouse in the blink of an eye.
Countless humans became zombies… or more accurately, after they were infected by the virus, they lost their self-consciousness and became crazy monsters with only slaughter in mind.
Those who survived had to hide in the dark corners of the city like mice.
Originally an ordinary person, Ling Mo, realized that he could control zombies after the apocalypse occured.
He could feel a faint connection between zombies and himself. The zombies’ brains were empty like a doll’s, and he could pour his consciousness into the zombies to control their actions.
However, it was extremely difficult at first. For quite a few days, zombies would often suddenly break free from his control, putting him in danger.
As Ling Mo continued to test his ability, he finally figured out some tricks. Not only could it allow him to keep stable control over the zombies, but it let him also control a zombie around to collect food and necessities for him.
However, he couldn’t be too far from the zombie which saddened him.
Ling Mo felt like he was a zombie puppeteer, but the thread in his hands wasn’t long enough and his technique lacked practice.
Despite this, he was rather satisfied with his powers since he could utilize zombies in order to live safely. He even named the zombie he controlled as the zombie puppet.
When controlling the zombie, Ling Mo faintly felt a sense of franticness which impacted him as he controlled it.
He couldn’t tell whether this sensation was good or bad yet.
For the past few days, Ling Mo had learned quite a lot about the zombies’ properties. What was different from the stereotypical zombie was that these zombies weren’t undead, but were rather living humans infected by the virus.
Despite their bodies still being alive, their minds had completely turned monstrous. They attacked uninfected survivors and tore their flesh out. They were also strong, much stronger than regular humans.
This type of virus completely destroyed their intellect, took over their rational thinking, and turned them into slaughterers who were driven by their killing instinct.
To Ling Mo, these zombies were much more terrifying than the zombies he had seen in games and movies because they retained their five senses. Whether by sound or smell, anything could easily catch their attention.