218 Half-dead (2/2)

The man who carries his girlfriend became confused and hastily asked, ”I don't need to go anymore?”

The Whisperer ignored his question and continued walking upstairs. The leathery man stood up seemingly pissed with his question.

The leathery man put down his bowl of snacks and stood up. He towered up like a giant and make the young man look up to him. He then walked forward and stared down at the already frightened young man before taking the bloodied woman in his arms. There were no remarkable injuries but there were numerous bite marks all over her arms.

”Find yourself a seat. I'll be down in a minute.”

The leathery man made his way upstairs and stopped at a certain room. He did not knock and merely allowed his presence to be known.

”I'm here.”

”You may enter.” the Whisperer's gentle voice resounded inside the room.

The leathery man looked down when he entered the room.

”The woman received multiple bites from carriers, leading to numerous debuffs further weakening her body. She has a weak pulse and probably has a few minutes left within her. To arrive here still breathing despite all the threats out there. This one's a fighter.”

The Whisperer clicked his tongue and the leathery man took this as the sign to 'leave the room'. He lowered his head and placed the injured woman on the floor. He bowed down as he retreated without glancing around the room. As he closed the door, he managed to take a glimpse of a veiled woman in a nightgown sitting in the middle of the room.

The process of converting was quite simple.

The person would be blindfolded to prevent seeing the Queen and would be bitten on the shoulder by something before receiving the converted notification and 'Half-dead' status. The person who experienced the ritual would then have ashen skin. Black tattoos would spread out from the bitten area and enveloped the whole body with strange patterns.

After getting the 'Half-dead' status, everyone will gain an extra skill that allows them to bound a creature to their soul. To do that, they have to incapacitate the target first before actually activating the skill.

This allowed everyone to have their own pack of creatures who obeys every order and are not afraid of death. And even if the creatures die, the survivor could just find another one.

The creatures that they could bound depended on the skill level and personal stats of the individual. The most common tactic right now was to have ten R0 Carriers since they recover with energy by bathing under the sun, unlike other creatures who can't.

The leathery man blindfolded the young man and brought him upstairs. He called and was instructed to wait. A few minutes later, the previously wounded woman walked out of the room on her own while blindfolded.

They brushed past each other and the woman apologized. When the young man heard the familiar voice of his girlfriend, he became reassured. He strode forward with gallant steps entrusting himself to the deity inside.

He was made to kneel and so he did.

Someone held his head, then he felt something soft brush upon his neck. The scent of a fragrant woman made its way to his nose followed by searing pain as his shoulder bled a little from getting bitten.

Ominous chilly energy entered inside his head but he endured the urge to shove it away. He believed and trusted that everything would be fine.

After one minute, the chilly energy circulated fully in his body and successfully converted him.

[You received the 'Half-dead' status! Your body can now regenerate wounds as long as you have enough energy. Consuming food will now instantly increase energy.]

[Soul-bound skill learned. The Faith Weaver has passed down a skill to you...]

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The military truck took many detours trying to find the right way. There was actually no right way but they were only choosing the route that has fewer enemies.

After encountering different monsters along the way, they decided to remain on guard no matter whether there were enemies on sight or not. Jun gagged the tattooed man and tried to convince him to cooperate. If he doesn't? He would be handed over to the government.

For the first time, the tattooed man wanted to die.

The night was getting deeper and it was getting harder to travel the streets with only a flashlight. They chose to hole up for the night inside a secure looking house when they saw a three-foot-tall hamster getting chased by a one-meter large snake on the next street.