Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System-Chapter 21: Cat and Mouse!

Because Mu Qinglan doesn't attract the attention of zombies, it forced me to finish the plan on my own. Though she might attract them... because her blood wasn't appealing enough, it would lack the same certainty compared to this!

Shlick!

I used the tip of the spear to cut into my palm.

A bloody mess started to ooze from my hand, dripping onto the ground.

Though I could have slit my wrists to be faster, it all relied on my slowly gathering more and more zombies to kill those idiots and earn as many points as possible.

"Yin there's a road leading around the back, you know the way right?"

"Meow." (Of course)

"If any others are hiding, let me know!"

Thanks to his speed and small size, most of the zombies only grunted when he rushed past them.

He zigged and zagged before looking back.

"Meow!" (Coast Clear!)

Because I couldn't quite understand him word for word, the sense that came through was a feeling of calm or safe.

At least, that's how my mind interpreted his current signals.

I heard banging from behind me and smiled to myself.

Mu Qinglan started her action, and now all I could do was hurry through the back streets, wrap around... and then end this game of cat and mouse.

"What are you doing, you bitch!"

A man's low voice echoed... and was my signal.

Instantly, using the dash skill. It boosted my running and jogging speed to more than double the usual.

"Ugh..."

However, the burden on my muscles and body increased with each step.

It grew from a small amount of muscle ache, which became a cramp and then an agonising searing pain that spread through my sides and forced me to stop using the skill because it became harder to breathe and take in enough oxygen.

"Haa... Haa..."

My mind began to fog up.

I twisted to avoid a zombie's lung. My hips lowered as I sensed something coming from behind. The spear lashed out without grace or elegance. Only a brute force attack that used the strength of my physique to its fullest.

Bang!

The jaw of the zombie cracked, sending it to the ground with a thud... and increasing my points.

"Shit... I need to buy some armour."

I noticed Yin watching me and shook my head, focusing on the task at hand. If I arrived too slow, the others would struggle even with Qinglan fighting beside them.

'Because Jiang Roulan and Yifei are still too soft.'

This event will be an excellent lesson for both of them. I just hope Wang Yun does something stupid.

Slam!

As if on cue, three zombies slammed over some garbage bins to rush at me.

"Heh! Come on you undead fools!"

I flicked the blood from my palm across their faces, and just like Qinglan, their eyes became crazed, shimmering a yellow colour instead of pale white.

"Run!"

And like this, I used fences and other garbage in people's gardens to avoid, coax and tease over fifty zombies to chase me down the road, which would lead to the group threatening the girls.

"Phew... I'm not even tired little guy!" I brushed the soft fur of Yin's face because it was the only clean part of him.

"Meow!" (They are fighting... danger?)

"It's alright... give the zombies a little time to catch me up, here have this piece of sausage."

Taking some of the meat from my inventory, it was a little warm due to me lacking the upgrade that cost 1000 ZKP, but Yin wolfed it down like a savage beast. I could see the reason for his brutal title.

'I'll get that upgrade when we return. Yin deserves a fresh snack.'

"Grr...."

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"Arrr...."

Here they come!

A constant flow of adrenaline pooled in my body.

The scent of copper, rust and rotting corpses filled my nose, which irritated me as it overpowered the last wisps of Mu Qinglan's perfume.

"Just give it up, woman... you're pretty good so if you surrender we'll let you go."

An unfamiliar voice sounded as I crept towards them.

My hand touched the floor as zombies followed a few dozen metres behind me. I forcefully scraped the wound against the shoddy concrete pavement to aggravate the wound, blood prints forming with each step I took.

'Keep coming... little kittens.'

The thought that I might have lost a bit of my humanity in doing this crossed my mind.

But once I saw them ganging up on Mu Qinglan and Shen Yifei with six men on two women, those kinds of thoughts vanished, replaced with pleasure.

I wanted to watch them scream and cry.

To hell with humanity—the world is ending!

***

Clang!

One of the men's blades struck Qinglan's metal bat, forming sparks.

He tried to push her down, his muscles bulging as his face turned red, with veins popping out of his neck.

Woosh!

She tilted her head, avoiding another metal bar, and smashed her knee into the first guy's crotch, crushing his nuts.

"Hah!"

Shen Yifei's metal bar thrust at a male with the butt end of the spear.

Smack!

It hit him straight in the face, but he stopped its full force with his machete and used his strength to push the spear to the side, knocking her off balance and then—

"Take this, bitch!"

A man with a knife lunged at her exposed torso, but before I could panic.

Jiang Roulan dashed into the fray, leaving Wang Yun alone with a bloody nose and black eye.

She caught the blow with her wooden tonfa, twisting the blade using her natural agility and technique and smashed the man's nose, causing a low crunch as he staggered back groaning in pain, with blood pouring from his nose.

"Yifei stand up!"

I grasped my spear ready to throw it at the leader who attacked Qinglan with two others. Behind me, the zombies were about ready to tear me apart...

Taking a moment to calm myself, I started a slow run, accumulating my pace before launching the metal bar like a javelin.

The metal bar left my hand with a low howl.

I used the Dash Skill and sprinted after the spear.

My body burst into an Olympic pace run.

Past the first man, then the second and the moment it was about to pierce the leader's thigh, I threw my left fist at his face!

He was the one who threatened Qinglan and called her a bitch.

So I aimed to shatter his orbital lobe.

"Here comes the Cat—Rat!"