Zombie King System

Whipping or execution?

“Can you tell me how this woman managed to do it?” Lin Hao asked curiously, staring at the woman tied up in front of him.

He had used four ropes to bind the woman's limbs, tying each knot tightly. Why be so cautious with a woman? Lin Hao recalled how he had locked her in the trunk, handcuffed with her hands behind her back. Yet, when he checked again, she was miraculously outside the trunk, unharmed.

This made Lin Hao more wary of this mysterious woman, so he tied her up even more securely.

Lin Hao placed a small blackboard in front of her and began writing something on it. When Que woke up, she saw a man squatting in front of her, his back turned.

Even before opening her eyes, Que had sensed the restraints on her limbs with her extensive experience. So, when she did open her eyes, she stayed silent, not daring to make any noise.

Due to earlier experiments, the power within her body had fused more deeply with her physical form, allowing Que to control her flexibility at will.

Although Lin Hao had handcuffed her behind her back, Que easily maneuvered her hands back to her chest thanks to her flexibility. This unique skill was something a few people could do, though it was rare.

Que also had a key to the handcuffs in her pocket. Once she could reach the key, unlocking the handcuffs was easy. With her hands free, untying the ropes on her feet was no challenge.

The difficult part was prying open the trunk. Que used a small knife and finally managed to open it after a lot of effort. But before she could escape, Lin Hao caught her again.

Feeling her limbs tightly bound, Que did not despair. She believed that there was always a way out of any predicament, provided she stayed calm and looked for it.

Lin Hao's chalk writing was messy but legible.

He turned around and saw that the woman was awake, her eyes darting around, plotting something. But Lin Hao wasn't afraid of her scheming. When he heard the content from the microphone five meters away, he knew he had made up his mind to kill her. This woman had to die.

Lin Hao placed the blackboard beside the woman, revealing the words he had written:

Who are you people? What do you do? Where did you take the kidnapped girl? Why are you different from normal people?

Que understood the words but snorted, clearly unwilling to answer.

Lin Hao realized he needed to take action. A whip was out of the question, so he decided to use a cane. His knowledge of interrogation came only from pre-apocalyptic TV shows, and they often used whips.

Lin Hao raised the cane, threatening to hit her, and used his other hand to tap the blackboard forcefully. The message was clear: "If you don't answer the questions, I'll hit you."

But the woman remained silent, turning her head away and not even glancing at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao sighed. It wasn't that he didn't pity her; she was indeed beautiful. But to Lin Hao, a little girl was far more important than a bad woman.

Whack, whack, whack.

Lin Hao struck the cane three times and looked up to see the woman's reaction.

The woman curiously looked at the zombie in front of her. "Isn't he supposed to torture me? Why is he using such a thin cane to humiliate me?" she wondered.

Seeing her confused expression, Lin Hao seemed to understand something and squatted beside her, deep in thought.

“How should I torture this woman to make her talk?” Lin Hao couldn't help but ask Goudan.

“As a man destined to become the zombie king, you shouldn't ask me such questions. Figure it out yourself,” Goudan replied coldly.

Lin Hao realized that unless it was about the system, he wouldn’t get any useful advice from her.

Determined, Lin Hao stood up and tore off the woman's clothes. For a woman, dignity was important. He thought, "I'll strip you. If you don't talk, I'll keep stripping."

Lin Hao only removed her outer clothes, revealing a tight shirt underneath. He curiously glanced at the revealed scenery several times.

When Lin Hao looked at the woman's expression, he was shocked to see no reaction, not even a blush.

Lin Hao wondered, "Is this really a woman?"

He picked up another blackboard and wrote: "If you don't answer my questions, I'll strip you completely."

The woman saw the words and immediately mocked him: “Go ahead. There's no one here to see except you, a zombie.”

Hearing this, Lin Hao understood that many women in this post-apocalyptic world had let go of such concerns. As long as it was for survival, even eating something disgusting wouldn't draw criticism from others.

Many people live to be seen by others. Without others around, where's the dignity? Moreover, this woman was a soldier, possibly one who didn't fear death. Why would she fear being stripped?

"What if I r**e you?" Lin Hao wrote again.

The woman smirked, clearly not taking it seriously. Lin Hao, gritting his teeth, reached out and covered her chest, like he had done with the student council president zombie.

Just covering her, Lin Hao could feel the difference from a zombie. It felt more real. Unable to resist, he squeezed.

“Enough, I’ll talk,” the woman finally blushed, her face turning crimson.

Lin Hao was curious why this woman, who didn't fear death, would comply with his demands.

Que wasn’t afraid of being r***d by a human, but the idea of being violated by a zombie terrified her. If there was still hope for survival, being r***d by a zombie might turn her into one. The thought sent shivers down her spine.

Lin Hao picked up the first board, pointed to the three questions, and wrote another sentence on a different board: “Don't think about lying. If I can capture you, I’m not afraid of you escaping.”

Que sneered, clearly not believing the zombie's threats.

“We’re agents from Lingfeng Tower. We need human test subjects, so we often search the city for survivors. The girl you mentioned was taken by Diao. Our usual meeting place is at the Huifeng Hotel. The girl might be there too.” Que revealed everything.

“Are you telling the truth? Not lying to me?” Lin Hao wrote laboriously on the board and showed it to her.

Que nodded vigorously. “I swear it’s true.”

Lin Hao turned and left, ignoring the woman’s pleas to release her. But he didn’t see the playful glint in Que’s eyes.