605: 9.75 Should Not Stay

9.75 Should Not Stay

cw: mild sexual description in the middle of the chapter

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It could be said that the vaccine was truly too potent. Other people, when encountering the bloody event Zhao Bolin had gone through, would have either fallen into a coma or unable to get out of bed for a few months. Not to mention that the location of his injuries were quite precarious. However, Zhao Bolin only needed two days of sleep for him to nurse himself into full health.

The morning when he regained consciousness again, Zhao Bolin found his head so groggy as though it was submerged in dense seawater. Weakness crawled over his limbs and he was so lethargic that he wanted to sleep again if not for the piercing sunlight falling right into his eyes. He let out an involuntary groan. 

In the next moment, a powerful arm wrapped around his waist. Amidst his blurred consciousness, he found his body being propped up and leaned against a solid chiseled chest. Then, a sweet and cool sensation filled his mouth, soothing the aching dryness of his throat. Zhao Bolin eagerly opened his lips wider to swallow the gratifying liquid into his stomach. 

"Slow down," a mirthful voice sounded above his head, filled with endless indulgence and doting. "Don't get yourself choked, silly."

Zhao Bolin automatically ignored it in lieu of having more of the drink. He could not help it. He had never felt so thirsty before! Earlier, Professor Zhao had not quite gathered his consciousness yet. It was not until now that he realized how dehydrated he was. His manner of drinking from Lu Yizhou's hand still with his eyes tightly shut — just like a newborn baby kitten who greedily drank his mother's milk — elicited a brief chuckle from the latter. 

Only when he finished the drink did Zhao Bolin slowly crack his eyes open. As he expected, he was being cradled in Lu Yizhou's warm and secure embrace. "Hmm…" Zhao Bolin snuggled deeper to make himself comfortable. Smacking his lips, he called out in a soft voice, "Lu Yizhou…?"

"I'm here…" came the immediate response from the zombie.

Fragments of memories flashed through Zhao Bolin's mind, dispersing the fog in his mind and making him sober up a little. It seemed like… something like this had also happened before during their… their… 

Zhao Bolin felt his face heat up slightly when he recalled the intimate deed they had done. He–He had really had sex with a zombie! From now on, he was not the virgin Professor Zhao anymore! He pursed his lips, not knowing what to say in a situation like this. He clearly knew the process of reproduction, but nobody told him what would transpire the day after and how he should face his partner! He buried his burning face into Lu Yizhou's chest, too embarrassed to face the zombie.

Utterly oblivious of the turmoil in Zhao Bolin's heart, Lu Yizhou only thought that he was acting spoilt again. His heart instantly went as soft as butter, as sweet as cotton candy. His broad palm covered the back of Zhao Bolin's nape whilst massaging lightly. "Still sleepy?" He asked with all the care and affection he could offer. "You can sleep for a little longer. There is still fifteen minutes more until the porridge is cooked. I will bring it to you later. Just have a good rest, okay?"

Through Lu Yizhou's words, Zhao Bolin belatedly realized how hungry he was. Stroking his gurgling stomach with a frown, he expressed his doubt, "Even if it's massive blood loss, I wouldn't have felt this hungry. At most, it will be weakness in limbs and dizziness." It was also the same with thirst. It gave him the impression that he had not consumed anything for days. Right now, he was so hungry that he could eat a cow!

Then, recalling something, he gingerly reached out to touch the side of his neck. En, the skin was smooth without any scars. Zhao Bolin could not help but feel amazed even though he was the one who had created the vaccine. How powerful! It meant that from now on, doing such a bloody play with the zombie would not be a problem… right? Flush suffused into Zhao Bolin's cheeks at the thought of being intimate with the zombie again. He was startled when Lu Yizhou's warm palm suddenly covered the side of his neck where he was bitten before. His long fingers caressed the spot with such gentleness that it sent tingles down Zhao Bolin's spine.

Then without any preamble, the zombie's gorgeous features suddenly appeared in his line of sight, his silver eyes peering up at him through the curtain of dense lashes. "Does it still hurt?" A flash of guilt and remorse surfaced in his eyes. "I shouldn't have bitten you too hard. Take it easy. You have been unconscious for two days."

Zhao Bolin was taken by surprise. "Two days?!" No wonder he was so hungry and thirsty! He grabbed onto Lu Yizhou's lapels, eyes shining in greed. "Quick, what have you cooked? Just porridge? I am so starving and you will only feed me porridge?!" The more he said, the more aggrieved he was. He had worked so hard to feed this zombie, at least Lu Yizhou should reciprocate by giving him a full meal course!

Alas, the zombie was adamant on his decision. "Just porridge." He planted a kiss on Zhao Bolin's forehead to appease the sulking kitten. "Be good," he murmured in a tone that brooked no argument. "Your body is still recovering. It's only right to eat something light so as to not harm your stomach."

Zhao Bolin grumbled inwardly whilst rubbing his blushing cheeks. You're one to talk! Who's the culprit who has tired me out like this?!

"It's my fault," he said with a chuckle as if sensing Zhao Bolin's thoughts. Then, he put Zhao Bolin back to the clean and fresh bed and caressed his face. The gaze he pinned Zhao Bolin with was filled with such an intense love and obsession that it made Zhao Bolin avert his eyes away, his entire body warming up like the bed underneath him was lined with charcoal. W–Why was Lu Yizhou looking at him like that?! It truly made one feel embarrassed to death! 

"I will be back soon." As if he was unable to help it, the zombie bent down again to drop another kiss on Zhao Bolin's forehead, cheeks and nose. 

Zhao Bolin pursed his lips and tried not to let his delight show on his face. He pretended to complain and pushed Lu Yizhou away. "D–Don't kiss anymore, you pervert!" 

Lu Yizhou raised an amused brow, clearly knowing how dishonest this person's mouth was. But in the end, he did not continue kissing him again. He should feed the starving kitten first lest he would cry that he was being bullied.

As Zhao Bolin's eyes trailed after the zombie's muscular back, he suddenly recalled something and called out, "Lu Yizhou?"

Lu Yizhou paused and turned sideways. "Hmm?"

Zhao Bolin's mouth opened and closed, yet not a single word was uttered. It repeated a few more times before he gritted his teeth and decided to bite the bullet. "It's not your fault so… no need to feel guilty." He stared right into Lu Yizhou's surprised eyes and declared with a courage which came out of nowhere. "You can bite me, eat my flesh and gnaw on my bones…" his last words nearly trailed into a whisper as an intense fire suddenly flickered in the depth of Lu Yizhou's eyes. "...only me."

There was a stretch of silence, so long that it almost felt like eternity when in fact, only five seconds had passed. Zhao Bolin twisted the blanket anxiously. Just as he was ready to divert the topic, he suddenly heard a deep meaningful chuckle from Lu Yizhou. The man's voice was slightly hoarse when he uttered, "Then… you'd better prepare yourself."

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The next few days were the most blissful moment in Zhao Bolin's life.

The two people, one human and one zombie, seemed to have broken upon a forbidden gate after the wild sex they had done for the first time. Unable to separate from each other, unable to leave each other's sight, always wanting to touch the other… 

Of course, Professor Zhao only attributed it to the sudden surge of serotonin produced by his brain, giving him the impression of being head over heels with a certain zombie. He absolutely, certainly was not a sex fiend!

Every single day, they would start the morning by entangling with each other. It got to the point where Zhao Bolin could even react to Lu Yizhou's advances when he was still half-asleep. His body was already trained to cope with the devastating pleasure and desire offered by the other party. Professor Zhao needed to release twice before he was willing to let Lu Yizhou leave the bed. Sometimes when he was feeling especially mischievous, he would deliberately seduce the zombie, biting marks onto his gorgeous body before he took the massive cock down his throat. 

At first, he was still clumsy and awkward, so overwhelmed that he almost bit Lu Yizhou's cock off. However, he was a once-in-a-century prodigy after all. The things which people needed months to master, Professor Zhao could learn easily in mere days. In the end, he became completely proficient in dealing with the sweet spots on Lu Yizhou's cock, always targeting the place over and over again until he could get his daily dose of thick creamy cum and driving the zombie to the brink of insanity.

In a blink of an eye, it had been a month ever since their country succumbed under Lu Yizhou's tyranny.

On the rooftop of F University's Biology Building.

Zhao Bolin was leaning against Lu Yizhou's chest as he watched hundreds of zombies dancing awkwardly on the yard below. Their movement was both jerky and uncoordinated, and it was like seeing a crowd of drunk people squirming in the nightclub's dance floor. The only difference was, there was no ear-deafening music, no colorful lights, and the 'people' were already dead. The whole scene was so ridiculous that Zhao Bolin could not stop laughing. He laughed so hard until he had to be supported by Lu Yizhou, his body feeling weak all over.

"Satisfied?" The Zombie King asked, amused and doting in equal measure.

The sound of Zhao Bolin's giggles reverberated under the starry night sky, drifting across the wind and bringing with it a sense of tranquility and warmth. "En!" He tilted his head up to peck the zombie's chin, eyes curving into crescents. "Very satisfied!"

If someone were to tell him a year ago that the world would be plagued by a deadly virus which would turn everyone into zombies, and he would in turn enter a serious relationship with the Zombie King, he would have definitely taught the other party a big lesson. Alas, it had become a reality Zhao Bolin would not exchange with anything else in this world.

  Sometimes when you met the right person, only their mere existence was enough to bring you utmost happiness and Zhao Bolin was so, very lucky to find his.

Zhao Bolin tucked his face into the crook of Lu Yizhou's neck and took a deep inhale of the familiar scent he loved the most. His lips stretched into a smile. The timing was suitable, and the atmosphere was perfect as well. Zhao Bolin finally dug up an ounce of courage to say what had been in his mind for the past month. 

"You know…"

"Hmm?"

"This month, I have been dreaming a lot."

He could sense Lu Yizhou's head moving to glance down at him in silent inquiry. Zhao Bolin took a deep breath and exhaled loudly as if wanting to release the pent-up apprehension. "I don't know either," he grumbled. "For some reason, they are very weird. They're completely absurd, yet it also gives me a strong nostalgia as if… I have personally experienced it all." 

Lu Yizhou was utterly caught off guard by Zhao Bolin's sudden remark. Could it be… he was starting to remember? Was it because the pieces of consciousness in his lover were already strong enough to resonate with the remaining? 

Zhao Bolin drew back to look into Lu Yizhou's silver eyes. He reached out to cup his beloved face, smiling. "And in every single one of them, you're always there. With me."

Lu Yizhou's throat bobbed heavily as he clasped Zhao Bolin's hand on his face. "En…" he replied in an extremely hoarse voice. "I am… I have always been with you, sweetheart."

Zhao Bolin's golden eyes widened, apparently he had not expected such a reaction from Lu Yizhou. It was as if… he already knew what Zhao Bolin was talking about. "Is that so?" After experiencing a mental shock, Professor Zhao quickly recovered his wits and chuckled, "No wonder you've been so skilled in pushing my buttons since we first met. It turns out, this is not our first meeting?" Everything did not make sense. It reached beyond the realm of scientific knowledge he had known. Yet something inside Zhao Bolin was telling him that this was how it was supposed to be. As natural as breathing, they were fated to encounter each other again and again and experienced the sweetest and most intense love.

"No, it's not…" Lu Yizhou planted a gentle kiss on his lover's forehead, his voice contained a tremble that was almost indiscernible. "It might be the case for you, but not for me."

"Oh, baby…" Zhao Bolin's face scrunched up in remorse. "I'm sorry. You have had it hard, haven't you?" 

Before Lu Yizhou could rebuke his words, Zhao Bolin suddenly reached into his pocket and took out a syringe containing a familiar light blue solution. A smug grin spread across his face at Lu Yizhou's shocked appearance. "Do you think I have been idle this month?" He harrumphed with his nose in the air. "Who do you think I am?" He was the distinguished Professor Zhao. Now that the whole world was filled with harmless zombies, he could freely access the government's sophisticated laboratory and finished his life project — an antidote for the virus in Lu Yizhou's body.

Zhao Bolin narrowed his eyes as he stared at the distant clear sky dotted with sparkling stars. "I have a feeling that… I should not stay in this world for long." He gripped the syringe tighter to himself and shifted a nervous look toward Lu Yizhou. "When I wake up, will I see you again?"

"Sweetheart…" Lu Yizhou gathered this lovely man into his arms and promised with all seriousness. "You will. No matter where you are, I will come to you as soon as possible."

Zhao Bolin grinned, the rims of his eyes reddened slightly at that passionate declaration. It was truly unbelievable how he did not doubt Lu Yizhou's words even a bit, especially when it regarded the matter of life and death. Deep down, he knew that… Lu Yizhou had always been a man of his words. He said he would find him, and he did. Every single time without fail. 

Carefully, he prepared the syringe and pressed it against the veins in Lu Yizhou's arms. 

"See you again?" he asked with a smile.

Lu Yizhou bent down to capture his lips in a very loving kiss. "See you again, my love." 

Under the starry sky and the ridiculous dance performance of a hundred zombies, the vow was branded into their body and soul.

The syringe pierced into his skin and the blue solution was emptied into his body. Almost in an instant, a surge of extreme pain, one that was worse than when he first became a zombie, spread through his body and turned his vision black! Lu Yizhou tasted blood on his throat and a muffled groan escaped from his lips. He could feel the body in his arms dissipating into thousand fragments of light and a familiar vertigo struck his head.

Lu Yizhou closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, waiting until the discomfort subsided. He thought that he would wake up in his rest station and meet the mischievous Zeke — who had regained the memory of Zhao Bolin — when a system notification suddenly echoed in his mind.

He was surprised. This was very unusual. Usually, the system notification only appeared when he had successfully completed the mission or when he almost broke the three iron-clad rules of the simulator, especially the one which prohibited him from killing the protagonists. The content of the prompt was akin to a strike of lightning in bright midday.2

[Congratulations! It has been detected that Host's willmeter has reached over 90%. According to Article B Section 4, Host will be directly transported to the next simulation! Reminder — this will be your last precious journey. Please strive to complete the mission and maintain your will to live!]

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Arc 9 — The End

A/N: oh gosh we will finally get into the last arc of VSS — prison break! Can't believe how fast time flies QAQ

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