The male zombie took the witch's heart without hesitation. Before Eve could react, he swallowed it.

Eve: “???”

Even though she had experienced many storms, her expression became blank for a moment when she saw her empty palms.

But she had no time to be stunned - the high-level zombie had already pounced on her. Eve quickly stretched out her foot, and was about to kick the male zombie lying on her body to use him as a shield, but she remembered the witch's heart that he had swallowed. Her foot stopped in the air, and she turned her head and took the male zombie to hide to the side.

"Bang--!"

The high-level zombie slammed into the zombie cage not far away like a steel cannonball, directly knocking down half of the iron bars. The zombies inside seized the opportunity and swarmed out.

Eve's eyes lit up.

She quickly got up, raised her right hand high, and shook off the blood on her arm. The blood beads drilled into the eyebrows of several zombies as flexibly as living things. Their steps slowed down, and when they reached Eve, they lowered their heads like obedient hounds.

Eve slowly wiped the blood from the side of her face and glanced at the high-level zombie: "Hold it."

"howl--!"

As soon as she finished speaking, several zombies immediately let out sharp howls, turned around abruptly, and pounced on the high-level zombies with their iron claws waving!

Seeing the high-level zombie being entangled, Eve let out a breath and took a few steps back.

——She had tried to control it the moment the door opened, but her magic power was insufficient, and the other party absorbed her blood without any reaction at all.

In this case, we can only use those low-level zombies to delay time.

Eve turned around and said to the male zombie, "Get up."

She wants to take out the witch's heart, and nothing can happen to him before that.

The zombie didn't react at all after swallowing Eve's witch heart, but when it heard Eve's voice, it slowly stood up.

In the dim light of the wall lamp, Eve discovered that the male zombie looked thin but had a very tall body. His snow-white skin glowed finely under the light, and his pair of long scarlet eyes were hidden behind his fine black hair, as if containing an unfathomable abyss.

By zombie standards, she's a beauty.

But Eve only planned to treat him as a groom: "Pick me up." Lack of physical strength is a common problem among witches.

The male zombie lowered his head and put his long arms around Eve, his movements gentle as a lover's embrace. Just as he stood up with Eve in his arms, he suddenly heard two panicked voices coming from the stairs: "What's going on?!"

A man and a woman stood at the stairs. One of them said in surprise, "Why are all the zombies coming out?!"

Eve immediately pulled the male zombie's sleeve, signaling him to hide in the shadows. The two men also discovered the high-level zombie, and the man screamed, "Fuck! Who released number six?!"

Woman: "Stop howling! Stop it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a long, earth-shaking howl - the high-level zombies saw the two new humans and immediately gave up Eve and rushed towards them!

"……Oh shit!"

The two men reacted quickly and were obviously people with special abilities. They hid to the sides at the same time and attacked the high-level zombies.

The man seemed to be able to control the earth. He slapped the ground hard, and a wall of earth rose from the ground, forming a thick shield in front of the woman. The latter raised her arms high and suddenly shot out several silver bullets from her clasped palms - she was a gun-type mutant.

While they were fighting fiercely, Eve and the male zombie stood against the wall, their noses almost touching. Eve hooked her fingers into the male zombie's long hair and pulled him towards her: "Come here."

The male zombie looked confused and didn't understand Eve's intention. Just as he moved forward a little, a piece of rag was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

The next moment, Eve took out a small knife from her fingers and slashed the male zombie's arm!

“Ugh… Ugh!!”

The male zombie arched his back reflexively, but the moans from his mouth were all blocked by the rags.

Eve whispered, "Don't make any noise."

The witch's heart took effect. The male zombie fell silent and looked at Eve quietly. When he calmed down, his blood-red eyeballs began to turn black, and he inexplicably took on a harmless feeling.

Eve ignored him, lowered her head, gently tore open the wound on his hand, paused, and smeared the dripping rotten flesh and black liquid on her face.

She moved quickly and without hesitation. In a few seconds, her snow-white skin was completely covered. Combined with her tattered clothes, at first glance, she looked like a skinny little zombie.

"Okay," Eve said to the male zombie, "now run to the exit."

The male zombie nodded obediently, and to prevent her from falling, he used his uninjured hand to pick up Eve. While the psychic didn't notice them, the man and the zombie quickly ran towards the exit.

"roar--!"

When they rushed out, Eve gave orders to all the low-level zombies under her control. Several zombies withdrew from the battle at the same time and ran out with Eve!

The two psychics were originally fighting the low-level zombies together, but now that they ran away, all the pressure fell on the high-level zombie. It was caught off guard and had its right arm broken by the woman.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked towards the fleeing zombies. The man yelled at her, "Never mind! Kill Number Six first. Those low-level creatures can't get far!"

The woman thought about it and said, "Okay, then...?!"

She paused abruptly—the high-level zombie that was being beaten on the head suddenly disappeared. The next moment, it suddenly appeared ten meters away, making a loud noise:

"Bang!"

"Oh no!" The woman realized something. "It's trying to escape!"

As expected of a high-level zombie with human-like intelligence, when he saw that he couldn't win, he immediately decided to withdraw!

The man's voice rose now: "Chase him!" No. 6 must not be allowed to leave the experimental area!

The two of them hurriedly chased after him.

There was only one route out of the experimental area. When the high-level zombie escaped, it led the two psychics to catch up with Eve. When the latter turned around, she saw the high-level zombie running towards them with its arms wide open, and the two psychics following behind it.

Eve: “…”

She paused for a second, then pulled the male zombie's hair and said, "Get out of the way."

The high-level zombies are much faster than them. If this continues, the two sides are bound to collide. With the male zombie's thin body, he will probably be knocked away directly.

The male zombies retreated obediently, and the high-level zombies passed them like a gust of wind. In this way, the high-level zombies were in front, Eve was sandwiched in the middle, and the psychics were chasing behind.

"Huh?" The woman was running and suddenly pointed in Eve's direction and said in horror, "...Wait? Isn't that number seven?!"

The man also gasped: "Really...Why is Number Seven outside too?!"

Eve heard the conversation between the two, but did not think about the content. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and stared thoughtfully at the high-level zombie in front of her.

It had lost its right arm and was already in a losing position, so it didn't care about the pursuers behind it and rushed forward with all its might.

Eve looked at the back of its defenseless head, and a plan gradually formed in her mind.

"Come," she pressed the male zombie's arm, "throw me over." Her finger landed on the back of the high-level zombie's head.

This was an incredible order, but the male zombie carried out the task as quickly as a military dog—he suddenly raised his arm and threw Eve out with force!

His aim was surprisingly good, and Eve landed right on the head of the high-level zombie. Although the huge impact caused her right arm, which had already been shot, to be fractured, she quickly adjusted her posture and hugged the back of the zombie's neck tightly.

"roar?!"

The high-level zombie sensed someone on its back and roared, but Eve was faster - before the zombie touched her, a knife had already pierced the zombie's head.

"howl--!!"

The high-level zombie let out a scream, and without caring about anything else, it immediately turned around and tried to grab Eve, but no matter how many scars it left on her arm, the girl's hand holding the blade did not retreat at all.

She swung the blade down with all her might, piercing half of the high-level zombie's head!

“Ouch!!”

This triggered another sharp howl. The high-level zombie's entire body twitched in pain, but Eve remained indifferent. Her left arm was almost buried in the high-level zombie's head, and her face was covered with splattered filth and brain matter, but her emerald cat eyes were fixed on one point.

She stirred her arm vigorously, as if looking for something. After a moment, she pulled out her arm, and a nuclear crystal the size of a pigeon egg lay quietly in her palm.

After a pause of a few seconds, the high-level zombie collapsed.

Eve also fell, but before she hit the ground, a pair of slender hands hugged her first.

Eve raised her eyes and said to the male zombie who arrived in time: "Leave the city."

The male zombie nodded silently, and with the cover of the other zombies, he quickly ran towards the city gate.

The zombies caused quite a commotion, and patrol soldiers rushed here. When they saw the group of zombies, they were shocked again and quickly organized a cleanup. While their attention was drawn, Eve guided the male zombie to approach the city wall according to the point they had marked previously.

at the same time.

The two psychics lost track of their target and froze in their tracks. The man clutched his head in despair: "It's over... It's all over now!"

The corpse of the high-level zombie lay at their feet, but no one looked at it.

The woman swallowed and slowly raised her head, her face looking deathly pale.

"Number seven..." she murmured, "We lost number seven..."

***

Eve had dug a small tunnel in the corner of the city wall before. After the patrolling soldiers were lured away, she quickly cleared the obstacles at the entrance of the tunnel and crawled out with the male zombie.

They didn't stop after leaving the base. They ran a few miles before Eve said to the male zombie, "Don't leave yet."

The male zombie silently put Eve down, and just as he stood up, a small hand touched his chest.

Eve lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Lie down."

The male zombie paused, but still did as he was told.

Eve half-knelt down, pressed one knee against his upper body, and quickly lifted the male zombie's clothes, but paused slightly after seeing his chest clearly.

The male zombie's chest was slightly bulging, with a bright red stone embedded in it - it was Eve's witch heart.

But what surprised Eve was that in just a few hours, the witch's heart had gradually merged into the male zombie's body. She tried to pull it out, but failed.

She frowned slightly.

How could this be? Her witch heart contained immense magical power, which ordinary zombies should not be able to withstand.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice that blood was oozing from the wound on the side of her face. A drop of blood fell and a bright flower bloomed on the male zombie's lips.

The male zombie raised his head, and in the moonlight, his obsidian eyes slowly turned scarlet.

He stared at Eve quietly, his expression so focused that it seemed as if infinite shadows were forming in his eyes and spreading to Eve's limbs.

The next second, he suddenly stood up and kissed Eve heavily with his cold thin lips!

The author has something to say:

Ah! This is the first time I've made the hero and heroine kiss so quickly!

(Gently) In the previous book, the male and female protagonists kissed for about 90% of the entire novel...

Eve: Should I be grateful?