"What a beautiful woman. I didn't expect Base 3 to be so generous this time, actually sending us such a beauty as a blood bag."

“Beautiful women should be given to the chief; we cannot keep them for ourselves.”

"Yes, let the leader cut her open in public, collect fresh blood, and distribute it to us as an antidote!"

Under the scorching sun, several high-level zombies communicated with shouts and roars.

After hesitating for a moment, he found a board and placed Si Jin on it.

They lifted him up and went to find the so-called leader with great interest.

On the wooden board, the boy who was mistaken for a "woman" has long, flowing hair.

Because of albinism, there is a lack of pigment, and the hair is naturally white.

Even her eyebrows and eyelashes were a pure white, snowy color.

Her almost transparent skin glowed with a slight red hue in the sunlight, like an elf sculpted from ice and snow, pure and inviolable.

However, due to his extremely poor eyesight, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which added to his refined and effeminate air.

It is a rare, fragile, and depraved kind of beauty.

At first glance, it's captivating.

After Si Jin calmed down from the dizziness of the teleportation, she tried to open her eyes.

The deity's pale blue eyes were no longer concealed and were now fully visible. Unable to withstand the bright light, they were forced to close. (My darlings, I apologize for not explaining this part clearly; these aren't the patient's eyes, but rather the natural color of Jinjin's eyes. Keep reading!)

He tried to move, using all his strength, but he couldn't even lift a finger.

It seems the original owner of this body was injected with an anesthetic.

The added effect of the medication made the already weakened body even more unable to move.

Si Jin frowned slightly, used her divine power to force out the medicine from her body, and then checked her body again.

After confirming that he was capable of taking down the zombie city by himself, he lazily yawned, leisurely lay down on the wooden plank, closed his eyes, and instructed: "Little one, transmit the original owner's information."

【Yes, sir!】 Xiao Yao activated the system with his tiger paw.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of text fragments flooded into Si Jin's mind.

This is a post-apocalyptic world.

In 4075 AD, the outbreak of the zombie virus caused more and more people to lose themselves and turn into terrifying zombies who only knew how to tear each other apart.

The remaining few humans had no choice but to establish survivor protection bases based on geographical areas.

The Base No. 3 that the zombies just mentioned is one of them.

However, as time went on and an antidote for the zombie virus was developed, some of the zombies injected with the antidote by humans evolved self-awareness, began to understand how to coexist peacefully with humans, and even helped humans fight against other mindless, low-level zombies.

However, the source of the zombie virus is in the blood.

To truly detoxify and return to the human world, one must continuously replace the impure blood in one's body by drawing fresh human blood.

Thus, the high-ranking zombies reached another agreement with the humans at the base—

Anyone in the base who is unforgivably guilty can be thrown to the zombies to have all their blood extracted.

It is clear that the original owner has been abandoned by Base 3.

But the original owner was not a sinner.

He was the first doctor to develop a cure for the zombie virus. Because of his weak health, he rarely saw people. His research results were stolen, and his identity was also stolen.

Thus, the imposter became a hero to all mankind, but after losing all his value, he was injected with anesthesia.

It was thrown to a high-ranking zombie in the name of a sinner.

The wooden plank swayed precariously, and Si Jin was soon led to a dilapidated zombie hotel.

The zombies, in a state of extreme excitement, presented the person to their leader, who sat in the main seat of the hotel lobby.

He growled in a low voice, begging the executioner to come and disembowel him.

Leader Ren Linyuan leaned back in his seat, his eyes gently closed.

He only sat up straighter when he heard the zombies' low growls.

He was about to raise his hand to order the executioner to draw blood from his hand, but unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he saw that fragile beauty.

My heart felt like it had been struck.

The moment the zombie saw Si Jin, its heart, which had long since stopped moving, actually skipped a beat.

He... is so handsome.

The room was slightly dark, and Si Jin finally opened her eyes a little.

He raised his eyes and looked at the zombie king, who was covered in blood, sitting on the main seat.

Blink innocently.

"Are you really... going to kill me?"