The next day, as soon as the sun rose.

I took out her clothes and pants, wrapped myself up in full armor, and taped it up.

After I was done, I helped Yan Zi gear up.

Yan Zi left me the only helmet in the room.

First, Yan Zi and I moved the heavy wardrobe, then I stuffed milk tea into Yan Zi's arms and told them to stay in the room first. Then I put the Bluetooth speaker on the restroom sink.

Without the wardrobe blocking, I felt like the door was going to be knocked open.

I struggled to move the sofa to the side and took out the baseball bat from the back door.

The familiar touch brought a familiar feeling of fear.

I turned the key and pressed the door handle down.

The zombies inside seemed to sense my fear and hit the door even more excitedly.

But the door can only be opened from the inside, not from the outside.

So I pressed the door handle down and locked it, so the door won't be locked, and the zombies inside will knock a few more times, and the door will open due to inertia.

After doing all this, I couldn't afford to delay for a second, so I quickly flashed into the kitchen, leaned against the door, then went to the small balcony to make sure the menstrual pad with blood on the ground was still there, the Bluetooth speaker was still connected, and the rope was securely tied to the door.

I encouraged myself and turned on the music on my phone.

"The vast horizon is my love, like the colorful sea of a myriad of flowers..."

A few minutes later, the bedroom door was finally punctured by them, and according to plan, they entered the bathroom.

Three...

Two...

One...

I pulled the door shut forcefully.

But I didn't hear Yan Zi opening the door.

The door slamming was too loud, and all the zombies that were initially attracted by the Bluetooth speaker ran to the door and hit it.

I held the rope tightly, and with all my strength, tied the rope to the railing in the bathroom.

But the rope and the bathroom door couldn't hold on for long, so I needed to quickly go to the living room and block the door with the sofa.

For safety, I opened a small gap in the window to check the number of zombies.

Only three!!!

One missing - Glasses Guy!

That's why Yan Zi hasn't come out.

I don't know when the Bluetooth speaker was stepped on and stopped working.

This was the only chance, if I failed, Yan Zi and Milk Tea wouldn't be able to come out, and I'd die alone in the kitchen.

But I didn't know how to lure the other Glasses zombie into the kitchen, and there was no bait to attract his attention. I put the menstrual pad and Bluetooth speaker in the bathroom.

The rope was shaking more and more, constantly rubbing back and forth on the balcony.

I would be finished if I hesitated any longer!

I wrapped myself up so tightly, it should be fine! At worst, I'll just get bitten and become a zombie too.

Charge! It's just death anyway.

I lightly pulled open the kitchen door, and there was no sign of the other zombie in the living room.

I took two steps and sure enough, he was fiercely pounding at Yan Zi's door.

It seemed like the Glasses zombie had sensed my presence, turned slowly and, facing me in full armor, seemed to be contemplating whether I was human or not.

I grasped the baseball bat tightly with my hands, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the now slightly cracked bathroom door.

No time to hesitate!

I raised the bat, aimed it at the head of the Glasses zombie, and struck down fiercely.

To be honest, as a tall person at 1.72 meters, this nearly 1.8-meter person in front of me was really not that tall for me.

So I was able to strike without error.

But there wasn't the gory splatter of brains I had imagined, just a slow fall to the ground.

I had no time to finish him off; fighting back my revulsion, I dragged the zombie to one side, and called for Yan Zi to help me move the sofa and wardrobe.

Finally, the bathroom door was blocked, and consequently, Yan Zi's room was also inaccessible.

Just as I was about to pick up the bat to finish him off, Yan Zi, in front of me, suddenly exclaimed, "Qian Qian, behind you!"

Before I could even turn around, the weight of the helmet on my head pressed down, and my shoulder was grabbed fiercely.

I was somewhat relieved that Yan Zi had given me the only helmet.

My shoulder was pinned, but my elbows could still move.

I lifted my hand and struck the top with all my might.

The helmet and the zombie's head were both struck, and my vision blurred.

But the pressure on my shoulder did not decrease, and liquid flowed down from the top of my head.

Just as I was hesitating about what to do, the weight behind me suddenly lightened.

I instinctively turned to look.

Milk Tea had jumped onto his head and begun eating it voraciously.

Until she ate his brains clean...

Milk Tea!!!

I don't know if animals can mutate, especially cats, or three-legged cats.

But for the safety of both Yan Zi and me, I was ready to put Milk Tea in the specially made pet carrier bag. It was prepared for her, to take her away.

She was very well-behaved. When I picked her up, she just licked the brain matter off my helmet.

Then she jumped off me.

She rushed into my bedroom, and from the balcony, she jumped down.

I couldn't catch her at all...

"Milk Tea!"

I knelt on the balcony, reaching out to try to grab the three-legged cat that was falling down toward the horde of zombies.

But she only meowed once and then disappeared from my sight.

It was as if she was bidding me a final farewell...

I couldn't see anymore; tears filled my helmet.

That's when Yan Zi pulled me back from the balcony.

I looked at the zombies eating Milk Tea downstairs, burning with anger, but reason told me that I couldn't beat them.

So I had to redirect my anger.

In Yan Zi's watchful gaze, I took a kitchen knife from the kitchen and went to the living room, chopping the corpse of the Glasses Guy over and over again.

"Beast! Beast! If it weren't for you, Milk Tea wouldn't have died! Why did you come to my house! Why! You beast!"

Yan Zi watched me, still afraid to come close.

Finally, the body in front of me was chopped into mud by me.

Then, belatedly, I regained some reason and threw away the knife.

My hands were trembling uncontrollably, and I looked at Yan Zi.

"Yan...Yan Zi...I've killed...I've killed..."

Yan Zi walked to my side, first kicked the knife far away, then came to me, and helped me up from the ground.

"No, you didn't kill a person, you killed a zombie, a monster, not a person."

I shook my head vigorously, body trembling slightly.

I had turned them into zombies... how was that any different from killing people...

But I didn't dare to tell Yan Zi.

Yan Zi didn't ask why I had four zombies in my room, as intelligent as she was, how could she not guess, but she couldn't say it.

"These people can't be saved, they're essentially dead, even with the most advanced technology, zombies can't be turned back into people. Just like you said, only the living have a chance, so we have to live well."