My Girlfriend is a Zombie

On the desolate street, a zombie was wandering unconsciously. He grinned slightly, with a trace of saliva hanging on his lips, and a pair of red eyes revealed a terrifying cold light. Not far in front of him was an abandoned small supermarket. The glass door was splattered with brown blood, and through the open glass door, one could vaguely see the crooked shelves inside and some food scattered around. Behind the supermarket door, there was a middle-aged male zombie moving slowly. Looking at the clothes, it should be the staff of the supermarket. The zombie slowly approached the supermarket. After passing by the middle-aged male zombie, he suddenly took out a bone-chopping knife from his arms, turned around and severed the other man's neck. Blood splattered everywhere, and the headless corpse immediately fell to the ground. And this strange zombie immediately grabbed a shopping bag from behind the counter and began to quickly collect food in the supermarket... "Huh... I'm exhausted..." In a dim residential room, Ling Mo, who was sweating profusely, was looking at a bag full of food and various daily necessities in his hand with satisfaction. In front of him, sat the zombie that appeared in the small supermarket. But the zombie looked at Ling Mo without any malice, even a little hollow. "It has improved a lot compared to the previous few days, and now I can finally control it more flexibly." Ling Mo turned his gaze to the zombie, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Half a month ago, the emergence of a new type of virus instantly turned the world into a tragic slaughterhouse. Countless human beings have turned into zombies... To be precise, they should be crazy monsters who lost their self-awareness after being infected by the virus... The survivors who survived had to hide in the corners of the city like mice to survive. But Ling Mo, who was just an ordinary person, discovered after the end of the world that he could control zombies. He could feel a faint connection between himself and the zombies. The empty zombie in his head was like a puppet without thoughts, and he could inject his thoughts into it to control the zombie's actions. But the first attempt was very difficult, and the zombies often escaped his control suddenly in the middle, and even brought him life-threatening several times. As the number of attempts increased, Ling Mo finally grasped some tricks, which not only allowed him to maintain control over the zombies, but also manipulated the zombies to move around and help him collect food and other necessities. However, the distance between them should not be too far, which made Ling Mo a little depressed. He feels that he is a zombie controller now, the string in his hand is not long enough, and the manipulation technique is not skilled enough. But being able to use zombies to survive more safely made Ling Mo very satisfied with this ability. He called the zombie under his control a corpse puppet. In the process of manipulating the corpse puppet, Ling Mo also vaguely felt that while he was manipulating the other party, a violent feeling was also affecting him. Whether this effect is good or bad, he still can't tell... These days Ling Mo has also gained some understanding of the habits of zombies. Unlike zombies in the general sense, these zombies are not living dead, but living people infected by a virus. However, although the body is still alive, the spirit is completely a monster. They attacked the uninfected survivors, biting their flesh and blood, and they were amazingly powerful, much stronger than ordinary people. That virus completely destroyed their sanity, dominated their thoughts, and turned them into executioners driven by the instinct to kill. In Ling Mo's opinion, this kind of zombie is more terrifying than the zombies he saw in games and movies, because they retain the five senses. Whether it is the sound or the smell, it will attract their attention. "The sun is about to go down, so I'll go back today." This residential house is not safe, it's just a temporary place for Ling Mo to stay while manipulating the puppet. After stuffing all the supplies collected today into his backpack, Ling Mo shook his headache-ridden head and manipulated the puppet to stand up. Looking at the corpse puppet standing in front of him face to face from a close distance, Ling Mo still felt a little weird in his heart. Although it is not like the rotten stench in the movie, the zombie still has a strong smell of blood. The infection of the virus made his face pale and bloodless, his eyes glowed red, and through the slightly opened mouth, he could still see the red shreds of meat on his teeth. Don't think about it, this must be the residue left over from the previous cannibalism... The appearance of this zombie is not bad, it is a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, but the current appearance makes people feel that it is simply an evil ghost. "let's go……" Ling Mo suppressed his nausea and controlled the puppet to go downstairs. Although there is a corpse puppet to open the way, it does not mean that he is safe. Holding a sharp boning knife in his hand, Ling Mo carefully followed behind the puppet. From here to his temporary residence, you need to cross a street. When he came over in the morning, Ling Mo found some firecrackers, and first made some noise in the opposite direction, attracting most of the zombies on the street. Even so, some zombies roam the streets. After walking to the intersection without any risk, Ling Mo realized that trouble was coming. Two zombies were blocking the intersection, and they came from nowhere, their bodies were splattered with fresh blood, and one of them was holding half an arm in its hand, and was gnawing wildly with its head down. In this provincial capital with a population of tens of millions, survivors die every day in search of food, and the dead are not uncommon. But seeing the wreckage of the arm, Ling Mo still felt a bit sad. It is precisely because of the ability that I have the capital to live a better life, and I must not become a meal for these monsters just because of a momentary carelessness. Ling Mo carefully manipulated the corpse puppets to approach them, and raised the bone-chopping knife as he approached one of them. When the other zombie was attracted by the sound, Ling Mo rushed behind him with a knife in his hand and stabbed him in the back of the head. The two zombies died almost at the same time. After pulling out the knife forcefully, Ling Mo kicked the corpses in front of him. Ling Mo wouldn't miss any chance he had to do it. Although manipulating corpse puppets was useful, he also had to have the ability to protect himself. Moreover, Ling Mo faintly felt that when he killed the zombies, the violent feeling was faintly stirring in his body. The moment he pulled out the knife, he even vaguely felt a sense of pleasure. "The virus will never be transmitted through spiritual contact... If it can be transmitted like this, then I have mutated a long time ago... It is not the influence of the virus, so what is it..." Ling Mo was very concerned about this subtle change, but he didn't have any clue yet. However, it was a good thing for Ling Mo to be able to kill zombies cleanly, and his technique was becoming more and more proficient. Before the end of the world, he was just an ordinary person. The first time he killed a zombie, not only was it a thrilling process, but he also felt a bit of fear afterwards, and even his mind was a little dazed. But in order to survive, the combat power must be improved. And in Ling Mo's heart, there was always one person on his mind. Improving the proficiency of mastering zombies so quickly and collecting as many materials as possible are all to go through this area and find her...