But Song waved his hand, repelling them.
The few people rolled on the ground for a couple of circles.
“You… you are an ability user.”
“Be careful, or we’ll report you to the guards. You ability users are bullying us commoners, and you’ll regret it when they find out.”
The few of them were afraid and retreated, hoping to scare Song away.
However, Song advanced step by step, “Good, but only if you can live until that time.”
As he spoke, Song raised his hand, and several zombies appeared before the group.
“You… you are a zombie!”
The few of them turned to run.
But Song clearly would not let them have their way.
“Eat them, but remember to take your time—make them watch as they die.”
“This base of yours should be in chaos as well.”
After saying this, Song disappeared from the spot.
“Help… help…”
The few wanted to shout for help, but they couldn’t get any words out.
All they could do was watch helplessly as several zombies consumed their hands and feet, and then tore open their stomachs…
After the zombies finished eating, they did not receive orders from the Zombie King, moving instead towards the area with a larger population, which just happened to be the—civilian zone.
…
In the past few days, Song Jingshi had not found any traces of the meatball.
Every day he felt something was off about himself.
He would occasionally think of Bo Yanan and felt the urge to seek him out, to be by his side.
At first, the feeling was not so strong, and he did not pay it much mind.
Until one day, he woke up to find himself at Bo Yanan’s doorstep, and it was then that he realized something was wrong.
He clearly didn’t know where Bo Yanan lived, yet he found himself there unconsciously.
At that moment, he stood at Bo Yanan’s front door, staring at him.
“Do you want to come in and sit?”
Bo Yanan asked him with a smile, showing no curiosity, despite having never told Song Jingshi where he lived.
Song Jingshi felt his current state was rather odd.
His rational mind told him that Bo Yanan was a strange person to be avoided.
But his body seemed to agree with the request.
“Okay.”
Seeing Song Jingshi agree, Bo Yanan’s smile widened.
Once Song Jingshi was inside, Bo Yanan politely asked,
“Is there something you want to drink? Though it’s too late now, I suggest you stick to hot water or milk.”
Song Jingshi thought for a moment, wanting to refuse Bo Yanan; he did not wish to drink anything.
“Then just milk, I guess.”
Song Jingshi heard himself say.
After finishing the milk, Bo Yanan used the late hour as an excuse, saying that he still had a guest room available where Song Jingshi could stay the night, and he would send him home the next day.
A loud alarm went off in Song Jingshi’s mind.
No, this isn’t right; he shouldn’t agree to that! He needs to go back!
But it was as if his body was completely out of his control as it followed Bo Yanan to the room prepared for him.
Then he obediently lay on the bed and fell asleep.
What Song Jingshi did not know was that Bo Yanan had not left.
He stood waiting at the door.
Not knowing how much time had passed, he confirmed that Song Jingshi was asleep and then opened the door to enter.
He walked to the bedside, slowly sat down, and locked onto Song Jingshi’s face in the dark.
His expression was both affectionate and eerie as he gazed at him.
“Sleep well; when you wake up, you will be mine.”
Finally, he restrained himself and placed a kiss on Song Jingshi’s lips before closing the door.
…
As Sui Han dealt with monsters, eager to finish the side quest and return to see Song Jingshi, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
He furrowed his brow, choosing not to continue fighting the monsters and instead left to find a safe place.
“Why does it hurt?”
Sui Han puzzled as he clutched his chest.
Suddenly, he recalled something—he had cast a spell to prevent Song Jingshi from leaving him.
He certainly wouldn’t want him to be in pain, so regardless of whether Song Jingshi fell in love with someone else, only he would feel the pain.
The meaning behind this current pain was becoming clear.
But then he sensed a slight difference.
This pain was not the same as when Song Jingshi had left the side quest.
That time nearly drained most of his magical energy to suppress it.
But this time, although painful, it was still within his tolerable limits.
Perhaps he had not fallen for someone else but encountered some kind of accident.
He also thought back to the information he had gleaned from the player’s base.
Players from the horror zone were unaware, but he knew that Song Jingshi was from the love zone.
Thus, in his childhood, he was loved by many men, and perhaps those individuals used some dirty means to win him over.
All of this was Sui Han’s speculation, and he needed to verify it.
He couldn’t afford to delay any longer.
Sui Han carefully sensed Song Jingshi’s location; a teleportation array formed beneath his feet. Once he confirmed the position, he would be able to reach his side quest.
However, this myriad of worlds in the side quest could not be found easily in a short time.
The next day.
When Song Jingshi woke up, he felt as if he had forgotten something.
But he wasn’t one to dwell on such matters, so he did not overthink it.
“Baby, are you awake?”
Bo Yanan gently knocked on the door several times.
Song Jingshi absentmindedly responded.
How strange, Bo Yanan was clearly his legal husband, yet he always felt like he was a bad person, always having the urge to escape from him.
“Are you hungry? I’ll go make you something to eat.”
Bo Yanan pulled Song Jingshi from his daze, his face filled with affection.
Song Jingshi naturally saw the love in his expression.
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