594: 9.64 Hold On Tight

9.64 Hold On Tight

[Fuck!] Lu Yizhou could not help but curse. What was this perfect timing? Moreover, of all days, why should it be today?!1

He really wanted to blame his bad luck, however, he knew that this was the world's way to force the plot to move forward. Lu Yizhou was really familiar with this style, after all this was not the first time he was pitted by the simulator.

In the original plot, Zhao Bolin would die on the sixth months after the virus outbreak due to suicide. And right now… it has already been more than five months since. Lu Yizhou's oppression on the military basecamp had formed a fragile stalemate, both sides unwilling to attack first. The humans were afraid of his terrifying prowess and the might of countless zombies, whereas Lu Yizhou simply wanted to buy more time to let Zhao Bolin create the antidote.

Alas, the simulator had had enough of this passive inactivity.

Yang Tengfei had awoken and this time, he was akin to a vengeful demon, intent on chasing Lu Yizhou to the end of the world, even at the cost of his own life. Either way, he had already lost his arm, there was no way he could return to the army and resume his glory. He might as well drag the other party down with him. Akin to a mad and violent beast, he wanted to tear his enemy apart even if he had to die as well!

As for the higher-ups… it was a win-win situation for them. It was undeniable that they really wanted Lu Yizhou and the zombies gone. And now that there was someone who wanted to do a suicide mission for them, could they refuse? Of course not.

Lu Yizhou finished a string of logic in his mind and closed his eyes exasperatedly. His whole body was still feeling numb as the antidote had begun to eliminate the virus within him. Even if his regeneration ability was diligently trying to mend the injured tissues, it would still take time until he could return to normal. How long would it take? Half an hour? One hour? Unfortunately, what he did not have the most was time!

In front of him, Zhao Bolin was staring intensely at the computer screen. His eyes lit up as he murmured to himself. "Yes, there is development! I can see the virus and the antidote fighting intensely. Bear it a while more… Just a while more…"

[666: H–Host, Yang Tengfei is ordering the soldiers to prepare a helicopter for him! Oh, oh— it's Li Zhu, he's persuading the protagonist not to go! Will he succeed?!]

Inside his mind, he ordered the zombies to invade the military basecamp and stall Yang Tengfei as long as possible. It was better if he were to die before he arrived here! Alas, because his zombie instinct was weakened a lot, it took him a lot of effort to connect him to his minions and relayed this meticulous command. When he finished, his complexion had turned ghastly pale and he was panting heavily. Sweat rolled down his back, causing the shirt to be stuck on his body. Damn it…! If he knew this day would come, he should have killed Yang Tengfei back then! 

Lu Yizhou propped his hand on the wall and stood up in a stagger.

Zhao Bolin caught his movement from the corner of his eyes. Shocked, he rushed forward to support the weak zombie. "What are you doing?! You should—"

Lu Yizhou cut him off. "Let's go." His voice was weak and slightly shaking, yet his gaze was particularly sharp and contained deep killing intent, like an unsheathed sword capped by chilling snow. "Now."

Zhao Bolin was taken aback by the sudden change. He had never seen Lu Yizhou like this before. His heart sank to the pit of his stomach and he could not help but get nervous. "W–What happened?"

Instead of answering, Lu Yizhou told him, "Go and take everything you can… and destroy the rest..." It took him a whole lot of willpower to form that sentence and after that, he gasped sharply and leaned against the wall.

Zhao Bolin understood the gravity of the situation and nodded. He already had the experience to 'clean up' the laboratory and hence, he did it in a quick and tidy manner. He disposed of the tubes of liquid, destroyed the data in the computer and took the notebook with him. Everything was completed in seven minutes. He pursed his lips tightly and his golden eyes flashed with an indescribable light. It seemed like he had figured out what was going on even before Lu Yizhou said it.

During this time, Li Zhu failed to persuade Yang Tengfei and instead, opted to go with him instead. Hearing the report from 666, Lu Yizhou could not help but sneer. How convenient. He did not have to go out of his way to gather the two of them together. 

"Let's go." Lu Yizhou had gathered a bit of energy during this time. He reached out and wrapped an arm around Zhao Bolin's waist. 

Just as he wanted to bring them out of the Biology Building, Zhao Bolin grabbed his arm. "Wait!" He frowned deeply and calculated the time effectiveness of the antidote in his mind. "You can't perform a maneuver like last time in your current condition! You will only cause us to fall, Lu Yizhou! The antidote this time is stronger…" he took a deep breath and gritted out, "Twenty seven minutes at most. If your regeneration rate is way faster than I expected, then you will recover before that."

Twenty seven minutes… Lu Yizhou pinched his brows as he struggled to think through the searing pain and weakness. By then, Yang Tengfei would have ridden on the helicopter. The distance between the military camp and F University was less than fifteen minutes. It meant he had to bring Zhao Bolin away before that. The further the better. It would be a flick of a finger if he were in his optimum state, alas…

Seeing his anxious appearance, Zhao Bolin pressed his lips into thin lines and asked quietly, "Yang Tengfei?"

"Mn," Lu Yizhou grunted in assent.

"Hmph!" The corner of Zhao Bolin's lips curled coldly. "That man is really hard to kill. He can even run around with such severe injuries. Let's go." This time, it was Zhao Bolin who decisively pulled Lu Yizhou along. 

They left the laboratory, rode the elevator to the first floor and went straight to the parking lot. He fished out a car key from his pocket and in the next second, a beep sounded from a nearby dusty sedan. 

Zhao Bolin opened the door and stuffed the zombie into the shotgun seat. He slid into the driver seat himself and put on a seatbelt around the stunned Lu Yizhou. "Don't complain, this is better than nothing," he said gravely. "Yang Tengfei will definitely ride on a helicopter and you can't go against him head-on. Don't worry, my driving skill is not bad. You should rest first until then." 

As the car engine came to life, Zhao Bolin narrowed his eyes sharply, his lips hooking up. "Hold on tight."

For the next five minutes, Lu Yizhou experienced the so-called 'not bad driving skill'. It seemed like Zhao Bolin had not learned how to step on the brake when he graduated from driving school. The small sedan raced down the main road, dexterously avoiding the scrap cars strewn in the middle of the street, and went straight to the highway. Lu Yizhou had to grip onto the handle bar tightly and closed his eyes so that he would not puke. And Zhao Bolin even dared to tell him to take a rest? It was already a miracle that he did not pass out right there and then!

On the other hand, Zhao Bolin had an excited smirk on his face as he spun the wheel swiftly. The sedan was driven as if it was a Ferrari. The poor car shook so much that Lu Yizhou worried whether it would explode midway. Fuck… he had no idea that his lover was one hell of a mad racer!

"Oh?" Zhao Bolin glanced at the rearview mirror and snorted. "He is here."

The faint roar of helicopter blades reverberated through the air. Following it was a maddening crowd of zombies with their arms stretched out, filling the road below and trying to overthrow the vehicle. The helicopter stopped above F University and…

BOOM!

Yang Tengfei dropped a bomb without any hesitation!

"Fuck!" Zhao Bolin held tightly on the wheel as the ground beneath them shook. Hot anger surged in his heart as he cursed out loud, "Fucking madman!" He stepped on the accelerator and the car shot up even faster, bringing them to the suburbs and leaving the mushroom cloud of flame and black smoke behind.

[666: Host, it's a success! CCTVs in the entire country are down and 666 has forcibly stopped the detector! Everyone is too busy to fight the zombies and save their own lives. Now, the protagonists will not receive help from the army anymore!]

[Good job.] Lu Yizhou closed his eyes and exhaled lightly.

From now on, it would be a battle between the four of them and this time, one side had to die.

pqdm.com