Chapter 155: Reunited Once Again

It happened all too fast and no one expected it at all.
The soldiers all looked at each other and then they saw a shadow flip over onto the top of the car, a shadow that belonged to the survivor they found at the shopping mall today.

Leng Feng exclaimed in shock, 

“You have an ability?!”

He had thought that Pei Ran was a normal civilian.

And then another electric net was cast.
Although it temporarily blocked the zombies’ attack, it was evidently not going to last much longer.
Being quite weak at close quarters combat, Pei Ran could only evade left and right.
As he dealt with zombies that slipped through the edges of the net, he said to Leng Feng,

“Get on your truck and leave now!”

Leng Feng quickly kicked away a zombie and used a blade to end its life.
He didn’t dilly dally at Pei Ran’s words and commanded all his men to get on the truck.
He himself caught onto a railing on the truck and took care of a few T1 zombies hanging outside.
He hastily yelled out to Pei Ran, 

“Get on the truck!”

Pei Ran’s car had already been surrounded by many zombies, but Qu Yan was still inside so naturally he could not leave.
He swiftly dodged the zombies as he waved his hands in the air, 

“Go on first, I have a car.
I’ll catch up quickly!”

This was an emergency situation, so it was not good to delay any further.
Leng Feng could only grit his teeth and order the truck to move.
The large military truck immediately sped up, quickly batting away the few zombies around them and disappearing off into the horizon.

Pei Ran felt a bit like he had just shot himself in the foot.
Just as the low level zombies chased after Leng Feng and the others’ dusty trail, a T3 zombie roared and began to attack him.
Pei Ran had used up his ability and could not run, so he rummaged through his pockets for orbs to replenish his ability.
As he did so, he also picked up a military grade blade from the ground to fight with the T3 zombie.

Perhaps the electricity net had made them fearful, but most of the zombies in the horde decided to chase after that military truck.
Only the T3, as if it had intelligence, kept sticking around Pei Ran’s car, cutting off any ideas of him trying to make an escape with it.

The T3’s claws were sharp, super sharp, sharp enough to easily break through the car door.
Recalling that Qu Yan was still in the backseat, he silently retreated a few steps.
That T3 immediately caught on to his movements and growled as it was led away from the car.
Its pale gray dead eyes were locked onto him, like a greedy hyena prowling on the plains.
Even though it was not moving now, it seemed as if it would lunge at any second.

When he had been hunting zombies before, Qu Yan had always made the zombies stand in place and then Pei Ran would be farther away, attacking like a single minded idiot in battle.
It was easier than chopping vegetables but it also meant that he was not suited for close quarters combat.
If he was to try, even killing a T1 would be hard.

As Pei Ran attacked, he kept an eye on the T3.
Its other brethren had been fried to ashes but its thick skin did not even react.
Its movements did slow down, but it was basically impossible to kill it in one shot.


Pei Ran did not want to die at all; had not even a single ounce of desire to do so.

He was not a main character nor a highly advanced special military agent.
He was not better than anyone else at fighting nor could he run faster than others.
He only wanted to hide in a safe place, a place that he would never need to leave; that would be the best.

In his past life, he was born into a wealthy family.
Although his parents were too busy with their business to care about him, he had never lacked for anything as they gave him everything he wanted.
This world filled with tragedy and pain was something that Pei Ran had never thought about nor experienced.

Even if the apocalypse had begun a long long time ago, he would never be able to get used to it.

Pei Ran’s breathing was beginning to falter and his face was turning a pale white.
The T3 could most probably sense his condition and it silently opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp teeth that could easily tear into flesh.
It suddenly lunged with a stinky breeze, so quick he could only catch its fading shadow, and it accurately caught onto Pei Ran’s shoulders, preparing to chomp down on his neck.

Pei Ran was wearing long sleeves but it still could not block off the tacky, sticky feeling of rotting flesh touching his arms.
He sent every last bit of electricity he had left in his body over at it yet it did not make the T3 leave and instead aggravated it to be even more aggressive in its attacks.

The military blade glimmered coldly as the veins on Pei Ran’s neck popped.
He blocked the T3’s oncoming attacks as he raised the knife with great difficulty to stab down with all his strength at its skull.
Yet its rotting flesh was even stronger than steel or concrete; the blade did not even go in half an inch before it couldn’t move anymore.

At the same time, the T3, now enraged, threw Pei Ran off to the side.
It roared as it shook its head, sending that blade clattering onto the ground, before lunging back at Pei Ran.

Pei Ran was sprawled on the floor, dazed, and couldn’t get back up.
He saw the zombie rush over at him and thought that he was going to die.
He closed his eyes and reflexively held up his hands to block—-

The stench was getting closer and closer, enough that it almost made him want to throw up.
But after a while, he still didn’t feel any of the pain that he imagined there would be.
Something wasn’t right, he thought, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the T3 frozen in place, as if commanded by someone.
Still in an aggressive attacking position with its mouth wide open, ready to bite, but it didn’t move an inch.

The night was thick in its darkness but not as much as the blood drenched on the ground.

Pei Ran spotted a person quietly standing behind the T3.
A sad looking beauty, his eyes and hair black, and with skin paler than any normal person and eyes deeper than the abyss; a person with indecipherable emotions.

Qu Yan……

In his hand he held a blade that shone with a cold glimmer, like an executioner standing behind the zombie.
He raised his hand up and then ruthlessly stabbed down, as if to release his pent up emotions.
With a cold looking face, he viciously smashed at the head a few times before digging out the crystal orb.

Seeing how a zombie with a full health bar suddenly dropped to the ground dead, Pei Ran suddenly thought that he was truly a useless nitwit.

He wanted to get up from the ground but he had used up too much of his energy and crashed back onto the floor with a loud noise.
Seeing him like this, Qu Yan stepped over the corpse at his feet and then walked to stand in front of Pei Ran.
He knelt down on one knee and leaned over to hug Pei Ran.
He didn’t immediately pull Pei Ran to stand up with him but stayed in this position, slowly tightening his grasp.

Pei Ran was covered in filth yet Qu Yan did not care.
Qu Yan closed his eyes, sticking his face right up against the other and slowly nuzzled.
He quietly said, 

“You’ve protected me again.”

Pei Ran immediately let out a sigh of relief.
He cried out with tears welling up in his eyes, 

“You’re finally awake.”

Qu Yan nodded his head,

“Mhmm, I’m awake now.”

Pei Ran borrowed Qu Yan’s strength to stand back up.
He was truly someone who didn’t have a care in the world as after his shock, he quickly ran to the car to change his clothes.
He made Qu Yan use his water ability to wash his entire body and then chowed down some food at the backseat of the car, looking as if he had used up quite a lot of energy.

Qu Yan stared at Pei Ran’s chubby cheeks chewing away and thought he looked a bit cute.
He didn’t withhold the urge to lean over and hug him but Pei Ran lightly pushed him away, pointing at the big bruise on his back, his meaning very clear.

Not allowed to kiss and now not even allowed to hug.
Qu Yan’s eyes were quiet and contemplative as his fingers slowly brushed over Pei Ran’s wounds.
Then he grabbed some medicinal ointment from the car’s storage compartment and rubbed it over Pei Ran’s bruises, slowly pushing the coagulated blood free.

Overwhelmed with pain, Pei Ran clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth, unable to eat any more.
He quickly grabbed onto Qu Yan’s wrist and said, 

“Owowow, stop rubbing……”

He had skin born from a wealthy lifestyle, having wanted for nothing and inexperienced in all of life’s grand reality, unlike Qu Yan who could endure any kind of pain.

Qu Yan tilted his head slightly but he did not plan to retract his hand.

Pei Ran could feel that Qu Yan’s psychic ability had leveled up again and any word the other even lightly said held a very mesmerizing tone, especially when paired with eyes that could hook others into his trap.
He grabbed the medicinal bottle out of Qu Yan’s hands and tossed it away.
Helplessly opening his hands, he brought the other into his embrace and said, 

“Let’s rest for a while before leaving.
It’s not safe here.”

Qu Yan had never rejected him.
He only leaned against his chest, quietly listening to Pei Ran’s blabbering.

Depressed, Pei Ran said, 

“I was almost sent off to the shadow realm by that T3.
I really need to get better at fighting.”

Qu Yan avoided touching his back, lightly massaging the back of his neck in silent comfort.
His tongue slowly hooked onto his lips and Pei Ran forgot then what he said during the day.
He flipped their positions, pressing Qu Yan below him and lightly bit at the other’s lips.

Pei Ran jokingly asked, 

“Do I need to bite you back for revenge?”

Qu Yan tilted his head up to kiss him.
His voice was quite hoarse, but it was like a feather flirting with someone’s skin, bringing on a bit of a challenge in its tone, 

“Then why don’t you bite……”

Pei Ran said, 

“You think everyone’s like you, part of the dog family?”

Qu Yan: “……”

In the other’s state of shock, Pei Ran smiled, his eyebrows raised in a challenging tilt.
He lowered his head to kiss Qu Yan again and said in all seriousness,

“I lied.
I don’t want to leave any scars on you.”

Pei Ran had at times thought that it was fine if he transmigrated, but why did he have to transmigrate into the apocalypse.
They should have met in a world bustling with wealth and peace……

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