Chapter 2 — Queen of the Zombie Picky Eaters

Captain Trieu threw a piece of cloth on the ground. There was rotting blood on it.

“This was found in my son's room, identical to the blood on her dress.”

I lowered my head to look at the white dress. I fell into a pile of broken glass just now, it was really dirty like a murder scene. Professor Lam squatted down to examine the piece of cloth.

“This is not her blood.”

Captain Trieu immediately shouted:

“You defend Tham Tan, of course you will speak for him!”

“I protect the evidence.” Professor Lam held up the piece of cloth. "There is a medicinal smell in this blood. There is none on Khuong Dao's body."

Captain Trieu raised his hand to steal the piece of cloth. Tham Tan held his wrist.

“Don't move.”

Captain Trieu arched his back in pain but his mouth remained stiff.

“If my son dies, I will not leave you alone!”

I looked at the young man in the isolation room. Below his neck is a small black spot. This is not a common form of infection. There are also black spots like this in the zombie herd. Only those bitten by the undead king will appear. Just as I was about to speak, team leader Trieu suddenly knelt down and shouted towards the people around him:

"Have you seen it? Because of a female zombie, Tham Tan doesn't care about my son's life!"

The soldiers' eyes changed. I was pushed close to the glass wall. Someone called me a monster. Some people say they should burn me to death. Tham Tan stood in front of me. Captain Trieu pulled a knife from behind his belt and rushed towards me. I don't avoid it. Tham Tan kicked him away. The knife fell to the ground, and from the handle rolled out a black pill. Professor Lam picked it up and brought it closer to his nose to smell it.

“This is a drug that stimulates infection.”

The fat on Captain Trieu's face no longer vibrates. I laughed.

“Your son was not bitten by me, but you gave him medicine.”

In the isolation room, the young man suddenly sat up, his throat emitting a roar that only zombies can make. He stared at Captain Trieu through the glass.

“Dad.”

Captain Trieu's legs were soft. Before being escorted away, team leader Trieu continued to complain.

"I didn't do it! She harmed me! The living dead know how to lie!"

His son pressed his body against the glass, his nails scratching making a deafening sound. I looked at him, feeling a bit bothered. Half-human, half-zombie is the most uncomfortable state. Hungry, hurt, and still remember who I am. Professor Lam asked me:

“Do you know how to suppress this type of infection?”

“Don't know.”

Tham Tan said:

“You noticed it just now.”

I turned my head to look at him.

"You look so handsome and expensive, how can you still read other people's faces?"

“When she saw his black spot, she took half a step back.”

What a hassle. Handsome guys who are too smart will affect the dining experience. I said:

“Need the blood of the undead king.”

The pen in Professor Lam's hand stopped.

“Zombie King?”

"I'm at the stadium in the north of the city. I have a bald head and like to force my subordinates to imitate him and hurt myself."

Tham Tan looked at me:

“Do you know the way?”

“I know, but I won't go.”

“Conditions.”

I lick my teeth.

“I want a sip of your blood.”

The laboratory immediately fell silent. A young soldier angrily scolded:

“You dare to offer such conditions to Captain Tham?”

I glanced at him ta.

“How tall are you?”

He unconsciously puffed out his chest:

“One meter seven eight.”

“Then don't interfere. I'm not interested in you.”

Professor Lam burst out laughing. Tham Tan took off his gloves, revealing his wrist.

“Only bite once.”

I leaned in close and as soon as I touched his skin, he turned around and squeezed the back of my neck.

“Don't have other intentions.”

I bit down. The moment blood flowed out, I almost lost face and groaned loudly. So fragrant. It's a hundred times more fragrant than a bag of plasma from a person who's one meter eight three inches tall. When I let go, only two shallow tooth marks remained on Tham Tan's wrist. Professor Lam immediately bandaged him.

“Captain Tham, are you crazy? She is contagious.”

Tham Tan looked at me.

“Before biting, she retracted her teeth.”

I wiped my mouth.

“Know how to enjoy it.”

He took me away from the base. At the city gate, captain Trieu was tied to a post, his eyes full of resentment.

“Tham Tan, you protect the living corpse, sooner or later it will bite you to death.”

I stopped walking.

"Don't worry, he's one meter nine tall, I will respect him and bite him."

Captain Trieu was so angry that he broke the rope. Tham Tan carried me into the car. Before the car door closed, I saw someone holding up a tattered flag on the city wall. The undead king's handprint is painted on the flag. It did not come to attack the city. It's waiting for me to return. Outside the stadium in the north of the city, zombies were crowded. As soon as I got off the bus, a few old acquaintances surrounded me. One of them still had half a sign on its belly, the guy who was one meter seven nine. Seeing me, it immediately raised its hand to punch me in the stomach. I hid behind Tham Tan.

“Look, he bullies me.”

Tham Tan pulled out his gun. The one meter seven nine guy immediately hid his hands behind his back. I said:

“You know how to stay up to date.”

The zombies gave way to a path. In the stadium, the zombie king sat on the presidential stand, holding up his hand with a broken finger, as if he was bragging about how seriously ill he was. Seeing me, it tried to squeeze out two words from its throat.

“Traitor.”

“I would like to correct that, the employee was fired.”

Tham Tan stood next to me. The undead king smelled his blood, all the undead became agitated. I'm also excited. But I have principles. Zombie King says:

“Leave me alone, I'll give you a location to return to.”

I asked:

“What location?”

“Pioneer.”

“It sounds easy to die.”

“You are dead.”

It makes sense. I was almost convinced. Tham Tan put the barrel of the gun behind my waist.

“Khuong Dao.”

I sighed.

"Leader, negotiating compensation must be sincere. Before you threw me down from the third floor, now you tell me to return to being a pioneer. Do you think I look like someone who can be easily fooled?"

The zombie king raised his hand. Two zombies pulled one person out. It's captain Trieu. His body was covered in bite marks, but he was still not breathing. Captain Trieu cried and cried:

“Save me! Captain Tham, save me!”

The undead king threw a tube of black blood on the ground.

“Stop the bleeding, leave him alone.”

Tham Tan said nothing. I looked at Captain Trieu. This person just wanted to stab me with a knife. Now he's crying like the whole world owes him his life. I bent down to pick up the black tube of blood. Captain Trieu was crazy happy. In the next second, I pulled him out of the zombies' hands and pushed him back Tham Tan's side.

“Give it away.”

Tham Tan looked at me:

“What are you going to do?”

I turned my neck.

“The former employee quits, but must pay all wages anyway.”