Madam, I like you.

　These guns are of little use to Mo Yankong, but they can be given to Miyamoto Rei and others who have not turned into vampires for self-defense and long-range support.

　The function is one thing, no man would not like guns, and Mo Yankong is no exception. He took the gun and disassembled and assembled it with great interest.

　After becoming a vampire, Mo Yankong's IQ transformed, his memory and logical thinking abilities surpassed those of ordinary people, and his thirst for unknown knowledge also increased.

　"I see. This is how guns fire their ammunition. The firing pin isn't too strong. I should be able to imitate this and fire ammunition with my bare hands."

　Mo Yankong put down the gun parts in his hand, picked up a bullet and went to the balcony. The bright light during the day made Mo Yankong feel a little uncomfortable, his eyes were dry and blurry, and he could clearly feel the vitality of his body cells rapidly declining, and this was when he was not exposed to sunlight.

　Ordinary vampires would be instantly reduced to ashes when exposed to sunlight. However, Mo Yankong's current vampire physique has been strengthened, and he would become extremely weak when exposed to sunlight. His overall physical fitness is even worse than that of ordinary people.

　Hold the pistol with two fingers, and use the other hand to bend the fingers towards the end of the pistol and flick it hard.

　"boom!"

　The bullet exploded in Mo Yankong's hand, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. A few dozen meters away, a staggering zombie fell to the ground, its head hit accurately by the bullet.

　"The firing principle is similar to that of the Sky-Splitting Eye Sting. One utilizes compressive force, and the other utilizes the instantaneous force generated by the explosion of gunpowder."

　"My own flesh can't imitate an explosion, but I can use high temperatures to vaporize the water in my body, creating a cavity similar to a high-pressure steam furnace. I can then use frozen blood instead of ammunition. While this will reduce the effective killing range, it will significantly increase practicality and convenience."

　Mo Yankong raised his right hand, trying to control the cells in his fingers. He pressed his fingers together like a gun, aiming at the zombies wandering around dozens of meters away. His index finger swelled abnormally, as if bitten by a bee, the blood growing brighter and brighter red until white steam could be seen rising from it, and the muscles contracted.

　"boom!"

　Mo Yankong's index finger exploded, and the upper body of the zombie on the street that Mo Yankong was targeting exploded at the same time.

　"Preliminary estimates show that its power is about the same as that of an anti-material sniper rifle, and its effective killing power is within a range of one hundred meters. It is far inferior to the Sky-Splitting Eye, but there is still potential for development." Mo Yankong nodded with satisfaction, and the exploded index finger recovered in less than a second.

　The vampires' fighting style is basically based on self-mutilation, which is far inferior to the Pillar People's direct transformation of the body and development of abilities.

　However, the vampire's attack method depends entirely on the vampire himself and is not bound by the concept of the body. In a sense, as a biological weapon, it is much better than the Pillar People.

　Mo Yankong was not worried that the sound of gunfire would attract the attention of zombies. Hundreds of meters away, the police blocked the bridge in and out of the town. A large number of panicked town residents began to attack the blockade, causing a riot.

　Because of the military blockade, the spread of the virus has caught up with the end of the fleeing team, eating away the fleeing people bit by bit from behind and increasing the number of zombies.

　The sirens of police cars on both sides of the bridge, the warning horns, and the sounds of the crowds protesting were like honey with a rich fragrance, attracting more zombies.

　"The government still has the capacity to seal off towns and cities, which means at least the situation isn't too bad right now."

　"But in a few days, this world will open a wasteland copy..."

　Mo Yankong smiled playfully and just as he was about to turn around, he stopped. A soft and delicate body fell on his back. The school doctor Juchuan Jingxiang, who was only wearing a bath towel, smiled and hugged Mo Yankong from behind, poking his face with her fingers: "Mr. Kong, your body temperature is really cold. What is the biological structure of a vampire? Don't you want to take a shower?"

　"And - ah, jiujiu -" Juchuan Jingxiang kissed Mo Yankong's face hard, and held her face with her soft hands, saying in a charming voice: "This

　It’s a return gift from last night.”

　Shizuka Marukawa looked like she was drunk, with a blush on her face. Mo Yankong was not someone who was ignorant of the ways of the world, so he put his arms around Shizuka Marukawa and lifted her up easily.

　The towel slipped off, and Marikawa Shizuka screamed. She had no time to cover her body, so she could only hug her hands tightly and scolded: "Sora-kun - you are so bad!"

　"Since you mentioned taking a bath, let's do it together."

　"Hey...Sora-kun, are you serious?"

　"What do you say?"

　Marikawa Shizuka stuck out her tongue: "But teacher, I'm not mentally prepared yet..."

　She usually behaves boldly and charmingly, but at this moment she is as shy and uneasy as a young girl.

　After sucking the blood of Juchuan Shizuka, Mo Yankong was very sure of one thing: the charming and beautiful woman in front of him was a genuine virgin with an unusually high life energy.

　Mo Yankong carried Shizuka Marikawa to the bathroom downstairs. As soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw that Saya Takagi's right hand was held behind her by Dokujima Yako. Dokujima Yako lowered her head in Saya Takagi's hair, her fangs piercing her skin, greedily sucking the girl's life energy. Miyamoto Rei was soaking in the bathtub, looking ashamed to see this scene.

　Chapter 34 Repair

　The sound of the frosted glass door of the bathroom opening startled Saya Takagi who was in a state of intoxication. Panic appeared in her eyes, but her right hand was held by Busujima Yajiro and she could not move.

　The blood-red vertical pupils of Dudao Yazi suddenly came back to his senses, his expression was stiff but quickly recovered, and a layer of dark clouds covered his brows.

　"Wait... why did you come in like it was a matter of course?" Takagi Saya was embarrassed and anxious, her wet hair hanging down, and she looked quite embarrassed.

　Busujima Yazi let go of Takagi Saya's right hand, looked at Mo Yankong with her slender and delicate eyes, and chuckled softly, "It's not a good habit for a man to rashly enter a woman's bathroom. But we have indeed stayed here too long. Do you want to take a shower together? I can help you scrub your back."

　Yamato Nadeshiko's face flushed slightly, and she immediately apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I accidentally couldn't help but hit Saya."

　Vampires are naturally bloodthirsty, and even Mo Yankong himself struggled to control this impulse. When taking a hot bath, the blood and energy in the body surged. It was normal for a girl with the most life energy to lose control.

　Takagi Saya supported herself with trembling hands, her eyes filled with tears as she glared at Mo Yankong and insisted stubbornly, "This has nothing to do with Senior Busujima. I took the initiative to ask for this, which is fundamentally different from someone else's forceful tactics!"

　Miyamoto Rei, who was sitting in the bathtub, stood up, at a loss: "Sora..."

　Mo Yankong put down Marikawa Shizuka from his arms, spread his hands, and said shamelessly, "I've said it from the beginning, everyone has their own free will, and I respect everyone's choice. As for why I came in, isn't it common sense? Just like on a school trip, male students have to go to the women's bathhouse once a week. I, this vampire, am more loyal to my desires, so I walked in openly."

　Takagi Saya vomited blood and growled in frustration, "Don't bring the plot from the animation into reality!"

　Mo Yankong had one more thing to say, provided that he didn't cause any trouble to himself. Mo Yankong's character wasn't as bad as Dio's, but he wasn't a good person either. If divided by camp, Dio was chaotic evil, while Mo Yankong was neutral evil.

　Take, for example, one thing Dio once did. He threatened a girl to become his servant, but failed, so he simply let the zombies kill the girl. If Jojo hadn't arrived, the girl would have probably been eaten by the zombies.

　Mo Yankong would also extend an invitation to any woman he liked. If rejected, as long as it didn't affect his plans or anything else, Mo Yankong would decisively withdraw and maintain his bottom line.

　Busujima Yako gently stroked Takagi Saya's hair and said softly, "Saya, please go out first. Continuing to suck your blood may cause insufficient blood supply to your body. Have a good rest. I will prepare a nutritious dinner for you."

　Takagi Saya didn't say much. She wrapped herself in a white towel and walked out of the bathroom with light steps. When she passed by Mo Yankong, she did not forget to glare at him fiercely.

　"You two are really not compatible. It's understandable. Takashiro-kun has a strong personality, and Sora-kun..." Marikawa Shizuka said in embarrassment, holding her cheeks.

　Mo Yankong acts in a tough manner, just like Saya Takagi's father. It is precisely because of this that Saya Takagi hates him. What Saya Takagi cannot accept the most is that she cannot reverse this situation.

　Busujima Saeko stood up, her delicate, pale skin stained with water droplets. Her body was slender and straight, unlike the frailty of an ordinary girl. Every move gave people a sense of efficiency and agility, a body that had been trained since childhood. She walked over to help Mo Yankong take off his coat, and said with a smile, "Then what should I do to make up for my mistake? Even I like to be treated gently sometimes."

　Dudao Yazi leaned over to Mo Yankong's ear and whispered softly, "Thank you."

　If Mo Yankong had not broken into the bathroom and disturbed Dokujima, Dokujima, who was obsessed with the urge to suck blood, would have drained all of Takagi Saya's life energy.

　When Busujima Yako couldn't help but attack Takagi Saya, Mo Yankong felt it and came over with Marikawa Shizuka to check the situation.

　The urge to suck blood is at its strongest when a vampire is born.

　Miyamoto Rei half of her face was submerged in the pool, gurgling and spitting bubbles, and it was obvious that

　It means not to admit defeat.

　However, among the women present, it seemed that her words carried the least weight, whether in terms of role, status, or power.

　Mo Yankong stepped into the bathtub, sat down, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of the hot water washing over his body. He said lazily, "Anyway, let's finish the bath first."

　The moment you become a vampire, your body's metabolism stops, so you won't have any sweat or odor. However, your clothes and skin will inevitably be stained with blood.

　The cold body felt warmth again after a long time, and that subtle feeling reminded Mo Yankong all the time that he was no longer human.

　-

　At night, a sleepy Takagi Saya came to the kitchen downstairs and saw Dokujima Yako standing in front of the kitchen with nothing but a white apron. She immediately stamped her feet in anger and said, "Dokujima-senpai, did he tell you to dress like that?"

　Busujima Yako, who was cooking with a soup spoon in hand, turned around and asked, puzzled, "Dressing like this... are you referring to my clothes? No, it has nothing to do with Sora. It's a bit vulgar, but I can't find clothes that fit. Is there something wrong with that?"

　"None of them are right! Ahhhh, I always feel like there are too many things to complain about, but I can't find the key points to complain about." Takagi Saya sat down and held her forehead helplessly.

　Busujima Yako smiled and said, "It's okay, we're all women. Saya, on the other hand, still looks sleep-deprived. Did you really suck too much blood during the day? Sorry, this is my first time trying that method of sucking blood."

　Busujima Yaji's tone was sincere with a hint of guilt.

　Takagi Saya's cheeks flushed and she shook her head, "It has nothing to do with that. I just didn't get enough rest."

　"Why? He looked so exhausted when he left. It would be better to let Teacher Juchuan take a look. She's the school doctor and knows more about the negative effects of excessive blood loss than I do."

　Saya Takagi looked at Busujima Yako as if to say, "You really don't know."

　"Um... my fault?" Busujima Yaji asked in surprise, pointing his finger at his nose.

　"It's your fault."

　Takagi Saya put her hands on her hips and angrily warned, "Look, do you really not know or are you just pretending? You guys are being too loud, from morning till afternoon. Especially Busujima-senpai, your voice is almost attracting the zombies outside. Are vampires a group of creatures with no upper limit on physical strength!?"

　Dudao Yazi suddenly realized and chuckled mischievously, "I mean this. Sorry to disturb your rest."

　Author's message:

　Hey hey hey, why did I set this chapter to be released on the 22nd of next month?

　Chapter 35 Crossing the River

　"Where are Rei and Marikawa-sensei?"

　Busujima Yako stood in front of the gas stove, stirring the curry with a spoon. Her father was a well-known kendo master and was often not in the dojo. Busujima Yako, who received the traditional Yamato Nadeshiko education, naturally had good cooking skills.

　"They need a break, of course, as does Sora. That's also a kind of battle in a sense, and it's my first time experiencing that. But I won, so don't worry, I'll deliver the food."

　Dokujima covered her lips with her hands and smiled like a winner, her eyes slightly narrowed, and she was very happy about what happened during the day.

　"I'm impressed. It's the end of the world, why are you still so lazy? Forget it... Forget it. I like sweet curry. I always feel like there are too many things to consider, and my brain needs to replenish sugar."

　"Okay, then I'll make you a special curry set meal to replenish my energy while I practice kendo."

　At night, Mo Yankong awoke from his deep sleep, his cellular vitality rapidly restored. However, this did not alleviate his physical fatigue. It felt as if his body had been killed and revived dozens of times, draining every ounce of strength stored in its stem cells. He was even more exhausted than when he returned from Futian Building.

　"When that woman goes crazy, she's a real killer."

　Mo Yankong smiled bitterly and shook his head. Just as Mo Yankong had imagined, the vampire-turned-Dokujima Yazi's physical abilities overwhelmed Mo Yankong in every aspect. After fighting for most of the afternoon, Miyamoto Rei and Marikawa Shizuka both fell asleep, but Dokujima Yazi became more and more courageous.

　On the soft bed, two flawless, snow-white bodies lay on either side of Mo Yankong, breathing steadily and sleeping soundly.

　Mo Yankong got out of bed, covered them with the quilt, and walked to the bedroom balcony to gaze at the distant town bridge. Through the darkness, his gaze spanned hundreds of meters, and he saw that the riot on the other side of the bridge was still continuing, almost entering its final stage. The army still refused to allow the refugees to pass. The zombie virus spread, and tens of thousands of zombies surrounded the town bridge, feasting on the town's last survivors. The police stationed on the bridge also became pitiful victims.

　The crowd fled in all directions and gunshots continued. If you turned on the TV now, you might be able to catch the host live broadcast of living people turning into zombies.

　"It's almost time. The wasteland dungeon will be opened in one day." Mo Yankong looked across at the town bridge in the distance.

　The fatigue of the day was quickly swept away by the arrival of night. The group rested for a few hours. It was the most suitable night for vampires to act. Marikawa Shizuka and the other two had not yet recovered their strength, but if they continued to rest, the sun would come out, so they had to hurry to the survivor base established by the Takagi family.

　As the night deepened, the group packed their luggage and took the military-modified Hummer in the garage of Nan Lixiang's house to leave the villa. They didn't need to take much with them, just a set of clean clothes and a few days' worth of food.

　Just the rations are enough, and of course, don’t forget to take away the batch of arms.

　Perhaps because of the butterfly effect caused by Mo Yankong's appearance, he didn't see the little girl, Ciri Alice, who was supposed to appear in the animation. It wasn't that Mo Yankong wanted to do anything, but little brats were not his hunting range in any sense. Unless it was an emergency situation where they would die if they didn't suck blood.

　On the way, Takagi Saya and Miyamoto Rei practiced shooting using zombies as targets according to Mo Yankong's request. Since the military geek Hirano Toda was not there, they basically relied on their own talent and exploration. Dokujima Yaji, who was proficient in kendo, could occasionally give some hints. As long as the weapons were used, there would inevitably be similarities.

　In addition to being a master of kendo, Busujima Yako is also good at traditional archery.

　Takagi Saya had no objection to Mo Yankong's order to practice his marksmanship. No matter how much she personally disliked him, she knew that practicing marksmanship was for her own safety and the team's sake. She and Miyamoto Rei were essentially just a burden on the team. If they could play a small role, their voice would increase.

　So being able to learn how to use guns to fight zombies actually made Saya Takagi happy.

　The Hummer moved slowly along the river. The low roar of its engine attracted many zombies along the way, all of which became targets for Miyamoto Rei and others to practice their shooting skills. The zombies moved slowly, and before they formed a large group, it was impossible for them to stop the military-modified Hummer monster.

　"This is a good place. The water is about knee-deep. We can cross here without getting the seats and supplies in the car wet."

　Busujima Yaji used the demon sword Kidō to measure the water level. The scabbard touched the bottom and the water level only submerged the middle of the scabbard, which was about as high as an adult's knee. The river water was clear and the shallows on both sides could be seen.

　"Wait." Takagi Saya's voice came from the car. She jumped out, took out an arrow and inserted it into the riverbed. After repeatedly measuring several positions, she shook her head and said, "This place won't work. The riverbed is too soft, and the shallow water level doesn't provide much buoyancy. This Humvee is a military modified model, and it weighs more than a normal Humvee. Although it can be used in water, this is not a suitable place to cross the river."

　Inside the carriage, Mo Yankong looked at the military watch he had looted from Nan Lixiang's house, then stuck his head out and said, "Just go ahead."

　Takagi Saya put her hands on her hips and sternly scolded, "Don't you understand me? If we drive straight through like this, what if the car gets stuck in the riverbed? There's no crane to pull it out, and we can't push the Hummer out of the mud."

　"We'll talk about it later. If you don't get in the car, we'll leave."

　"You...Okay, okay, I'll get in the car. Just a heads up, but if the Hummer gets stuck in the riverbed, don't expect me to help you."

　"I never expected your help in any sense." Mo Yankong said indifferently. Will humans expect bread to help them when they encounter a crisis?

　"You..."

　Takagi Saya's face darkened. She shook her twin ponytails, walked over quickly, grabbed Mo Yankong's right hand and bit it. The sharp fangs left a deep mark on the skin.

　Seeing that Mo Yankong was indifferent, she frustratedly shook off Mo Yankong's hand and got into the car, pursing her lips and sulking.

　"Well, everyone hold on tight, we're going to cross the river." As soon as she finished speaking, school doctor Shizuka Marikawa stepped on the accelerator, and the Hummer rushed into the river like a wild horse.

　The heavily loaded behemoth bumped all the way to the center of the river. The carriage suddenly shook, and the wheels were stuck in the soft soil, making it difficult to move forward even half a meter.

　"Kakaka-"

　A series of strange noises came from the bottom of the water. The Hummer stopped in place, and the high-speed spinning wheels created a large splash of water.

　"Huh? Weird..." Shizuka Marikawa stepped on the accelerator repeatedly, but the Hummer didn't move except for the splashes from the tires.

　Takagi Saya, who had been silent the whole time, put her hands on her hips, straightened her body, and said arrogantly, "I've already told you that the riverbed here is too soft. It's your fault for not listening to me. Look—look—what are you going to do now?"

　The girl's smile was so bright that it was almost as bright as the sun.

　Chapter 36: Confluence