{Chapter: 112 Look, look}
Jill looked at William's expression and imdiately understood that he wanted to use the power of the bead. "Don't tell you actually plan to eat this thing?"
"Eat it?" William's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Now that you ntion it, that's not such a bad idea. Of course, Jill, good things are ant to be shared. How about this—you take a bite, I take a bite?"
"Disgusting!" Jill's expression twisted in revulsion. "There's no way I'm eating that! Who knows what kind of monster it would turn into?"
"Well, let's put it away for now." A faint blue glow flickered across William's hand, and the corpse bead vanished.
Jill's eyes widened in surprise. "Where did it go?"
"It's stored away," William said, raising an eyebrow playfully. "If you're curious, I can explain it to you."
"Forget it," Jill muttered, turning her head aside. She wanted to know, but she wasn't about to indulge his teasing. "You've already turned into so kind of weird robot. Honestly, what could possibly be more absurd than that?"
"Well then, since you're clearly so comfortable with ..." William reached out his arms toward her.
It was then that Jill realized she was still suspended in midair. "Wait! Can't you just let float like you? There's no need to carry !"
"That's not an option," William replied with a slight shake of his head.
Jill glared at him. "Can you at least explain why I can't?"
"I could make you float," William said, his tone matter-of-fact. "But flying? That's different. The only way I can take you is if I carry you. No exceptions."
Jill let out an exasperated sigh, resigned to her situation. "Fine, just don't make this weirder than it already is."
"Of course," William said with a grin as he carefully lifted her into his arms.
"You're such a dog," Jill muttered, though her tone carried a faint trace of amusent.
William's smirk widened. "A dog? Maybe. But have you ever seen a dog as handso and strong as ?"
"You're not just a dog. You're a lecherous dog," Jill retorted, rolling her eyes.
William chuckled. "Since you've already labeled , I'd hate to disappoint."
"What's that supposed to an?" Jill's expression hardened as suspicion flickered in her eyes.
"What do you think?" William leaned closer to her face, his voice dropping to a playful whisper. "Sothing fun, obviously."
Jill's hand shot up to block him, her palm pressing against his face. "Don't even think about it, William! I'll kill you, I swear. Don't co any closer!"
But William ignored her protests, his grin only growing wider. "You sll amazing," he murmured, leaning down to sniff dramatically at her neck.
"Damn it, William!" Jill shouted, her face flushing with both anger and embarrassnt. "I'll kill you!"
"Relax, relax!" William finally pulled back, his teasing smirk still firmly in place.
"Relax? Are you serious?" Jill snapped.
William's hand suddenly pinched her thigh, earning a startled yelp from her. "You pervert! Stop touching !"
"I can't help it," William replied with a mock sigh. "Your thighs are just so smooth. It's irresistible."
"Put down! Right now!" Jill's voice rose with frustration.
"Alright, alright," William said, still grinning as he began their descent. "But just so you know, I've decided not to wash this hand for a month. That feeling..."
Jill's face burned with humiliation as she realized what he was talking about. "You're disgusting," she muttered under her breath, silently vowing revenge.
It only took William a few minutes to bring them back to the ground, but he deliberately stretched the flight to nearly half an hour, driving Jill to the brink of madness.
The mont her feet touched solid ground, Jill shoved him away and took several steps back, putting as much distance between them as possible. "Stay away from !" she yelled. "From now on, keep at least three ters between us!"
"Three ters?" William repeated, tilting his head. "That's oddly specific."
"Don't co any closer!" Jill warned, pulling her gun and aiming it directly at his head.
William raised his hands in mock surrender, laughing. "Relax. Put the gun down. You'll ruin it if you handle it like that."
Jill lowered her weapon begrudgingly, glaring at him as she sat down on the ground. "Explain sothing to ," she demanded. "Why don't ordinary human-mutated zombies have corpse beads like the one we found?"
"Ordinary zombies are too weak," William explained, his tone turning serious. "They don't generate enough energy to form sothing like a corpse bead. But super mutants are different. Their beads are ford when the T-virus combines with other substances—like the water corpse beads found in mutated great white sharks."
He paused mid-sentence, his gaze drifting elsewhere.
Jill followed his line of sight and imdiately realized her mistake. Sitting in her short skirt, she hadn't noticed that her black thong was visible.
"Stop staring!" Jill yelled, quickly pulling her skirt down to cover herself.
"Well, since you've noticed..." William's figure blurred as he suddenly appeared beside her, reaching toward her legs.
Jill reacted instinctively, clamping her thighs around his head. "You damn pervert!" she shouted, gripping her gun and striking him on the head.
Bam! Bam!
Despite her efforts, the blows left no mark on his skin. William didn't even flinch, his smirk as infuriating as ever.
"Damn it!" Jill's temper boiled over as she pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang!
The shots rang out, hit William at point blank.
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