Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 24: Side effect!

[Mu Qinglan POV]

My heart raced with a fluttering beat the mont John covered in his blood—each day, it becos more delicious and sweet and suits my taste perfectly. I noticed sothing sparkling in the disgusting zombie's head.

It was green and pretty.

'John would love this.'

I thought... and sothing whispered in my mind, telling it could be useful to .

Yet I wanted to give it to John like he gave his blood.

'Hmm?'

John seed a little strange and started shaking, and then a mont later, he slumped to the ground with a loud thud. His head hit a stone block, bouncing before it began to ooze with more blood.

Anger, sothing hot and sticky, grew in my chest like tar.

I didn't want to drink this blood... he didn't offer this blood to .

But John wouldn't get up.

Kneeling beside him, I poked his soft cheeks—the squashy feeling was delightful.

I could see his strange face.

It always made feel a little odd—heat spread through my body whenever he smiled. I could see strange images and mories of the other .

They flashed through my mind and made angry.

'Why do you make feel this way, John?'

'How does my other self think?'

The other humans were being selfish and didn't even notice you on the ground.

Instead, they couldn't kill a few zombies.

Why are they so weak?

Even though John did most of the fighting and killed the stronger green corpse, these idiots are struggling with normal zombies.

"Help ! I can't fight these things!"

I gazed at the ugly male... his na was Wang Yun? He hasn't killed a single zombie since he invaded our ho. There isn't much he can do except cry and wet himself, but because of his screaming, more zombies might gather here.

He complained about his injury again.

'I don't trust them...'

John fought with his body getting into this state... and none of them has helped.

Shen Yifei started killing zombies, but she was far too slow and weak.

I watched them quietly poking John's face to wake him. Jiang Roulan made feel angry, but I couldn't deny her skill in combat.

'Only John.'

Even the other inside felt the sa about this.

However, he won't wake up, even after poking his face several tis.

"John..."

"...Wake up!"

Because I couldn't wake him up and made my decision, I grabbed the pretty green stone, the small marble rolling on my palm with a cool sensation.

When I lifted John off the ground, his scent flowed into my nose. It was thick and strong, causing my head to beco dizzy. Thoughts of biting and drinking his blood echoed like whispered screams.

But that wasn't right... 'I am only allowed when you say I can, right?'

There was a bag near the wall that I had hidden before those humans appeared. To make sure nothing bad happened again, I collected the weapons of all the n that insulted and died because of John's attack.

'John was cool when he fought the green zombie.'

While grabbing the blades and weapons, I placed them in my bag filled with "trinkets" from the pawnshop.

The other collected items she believed would help the group and would also impress John when he returned.

If she looked forward to seeing him so much, 'why was she so cold?'

Like this, I imitated my other self and acted normal and took the lead of the group in his place. I tried to act like he would and called out to the others, who seed to be confused and lost.

"We cannot continue. Let's head back ho."

"Are you sure? What about John?"

Shen Yifei finally noticed the unconscious John on my back and looked horrified. Her hand reached out, but I pulled back, not wanting her to steal my role. I don't know why, but butterflies fluttered in my stomach when I did.

"He's injured, but we need to get back to help him."

"That's a good idea. I found so antiseptic and painkillers from the small pharmacy. So, let's follow Mu Qinglan in John's absence."

"Why? I am struggling to walk here!"

Again, the annoying flesh made noise—he seed to feel entitled, but John tolerated him, so I decided not to kill him. Yet. Instead, I tossed a sturdy pole to him so he could lean on it to walk, but he smiled at with a strange, creepy grin.

"T-Thank you, Qinglan."

He used my na...

'I want to kill him, I want to cut his throat...

Tear apart his insides and throw him to the zombies.

Die. Die. Die!'

It made my skin tingle and different from when John used it. I could see and feel the sa things the other Qinglan saw. Thus, she also didn't feel this way when it was John calling her na... I miss John's voice.

The feeling in my stomach faded because of that insect.

Everything ruined.

***

Two hours later, the group arrived back at our base... nobody broke inside and we all survived.

Then I rembered that the old man who John liked seed to have vanished.

'I will ask John when he wakes up.'

I carried John to our room and flung him onto the bed, but I felt everything was a little annoying.

No matter what I did, he wouldn't wake up.

"John... can I kill that pig?"

Though I asked him, he remained sleeping... like a princess in a fairytale.

"If you don't speak, I will punish you."

The hot and sticky feeling in my chest grew more active when I said that.

My heart was pumping faster and harder with anticipation as I enacted my punishnt! I tore piece by piece from his body until he lay without clothing and found that the feeling only beca worse.

The throbbing beca unbearable...

His skin felt soft like silk, but the scent was earthy and thick.

When my nose ca close to his neck, the tingling sensation that tickled my brain made want to drink more blood.

However, John forbade from doing that without permission.

But what should I do if I couldn't resist and needed to feed...

'But just a little taste won't matter, right...?'

And so... I bit his neck, softly chomping and chewing the sweet-scented flesh and found myself feeling sleepy.

It felt so comfortable being close to John's warm body that I beca drowsy.

The other would soon wake up, and I would have to wait another day to et him.

Tonight was so fun, John...