Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

"About the prototype body, I think it is an advanced creature, and it has even reached the level of changing the world by itself. Accept, but it must be forced! If it is weak or motherly, just abandon it."

Muttering to the computer solemnly, looking at the forum interface with a blue background on the screen, Mo Ling listened to the battle bgm of "Prototype", leaning comfortably on the computer chair, carefully reading the article The copywriting is cool.

As a die-hard fan of action games, Mo Ling is very fond of this game.There is no need to worry about falling to death due to improper operation, nor need to worry about failure of various tasks.In fact, when Mo Ling, who had played four Assassin's Creeds, first encountered the Prototype of Massacre, he was really taken aback by the protagonist who could fly all over the sky.

Moreover, the protagonist is still a gloomy young man wearing a hood. Although even the types of creatures are different, Mo Ling inevitably thinks of the unsmiling Zhang Qiling in the Tomb Raiders Notes, also known as the little brother Gemjiro Yiye.

Oh no, where did Gemachiro get his nickname? Hey!

QQ suddenly beeped, which made Mo Ling tightly clenched his sleeves.Mo Ling subconsciously regarded the cool air blown by the air conditioner as gusts of cold wind.Looking at the flickering profile picture, Mo Ling closed his eyes, and clicked in with great determination.

"Congratulations on your comic being successfully signed with us. Please work hard to create and provide readers with better content."

"Oh! Oh ho!!!! Yes!!! Perfect! I knew it!" Pulling out the drawer, he took out the drawing board and pressure-sensitive pen from it, and Mo Ling excitedly opened the shortcut on the desktop. With the "Signed Works" sign, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, and he clicked on the half-drawn manuscript, and began to complete the full-color benefits that he promised to send out after the successful signing.

Although every time Mo Ling draws these things, he has to doubt whether his gender is male or not, but after taking a look at his crotch and the huge amount of things in the hidden folder, he will reveal a wretched look. smile, and continued to let the paintbrush in his hand outline the picture of two men's lips and teeth intersecting.

Gender is male, likes women, and likes to look at men and women.This is Mo Ling's own self-introduction. Although countless people have questioned his sexual orientation, Mo Ling believes that he is as straight and strong as Ou Jinjin!

And hello!That author, what the hell are you talking about? I am so handsome, but you actually say that I smile wretchedly? !

The promised bonus this time around is a kiss scene between Alex Mercer and Desmond Miles.Because of Desmond's Leap of Faith, it just hit Alex who was cleaning the hunter downstairs, and then Alex slipped because of the hunter's corpse, and the two happened to kiss each other.

Very old-fashioned way of accidental kissing, but there is no way, they like to watch it!Then draw it!Mo Ling didn't believe that Alex's body flexibility, which wouldn't sprain his feet even when he jumped from the New York building to the ground, would trip over a dead body at his feet.

"Bang!" There was a sudden chaotic sound from the living room, which made Mo Ling, who had just finished the painting, in a good mood, walk out of the bedroom humming a little song.I don't know when there were mice in my family, but for me as an orphan, those big mice who are not afraid of people seem to be able to accompany me in another way.

But this time, listening to the sound, it seems that they not only ate the leftovers that they specially reserved for them, but also knocked over other things on the table.Even if you don't exterminate rats yourself, you can't be so foolish!

The air conditioner was not turned on in the living room, and Mo Ling, who had just stepped out of the cool air in the bedroom, squinted his eyes in the heat. The tears shed because of the temperature difference made Mo Ling more convinced that the person in the room was wearing a black leather jacket with double dragon pattern and a gray hood. The guy who helped me tidy up the room must not be Alex.

Even though he thought so, Mo Ling couldn't help but marvel at the scarlet tentacles that were almost the same as those in the game still surging on his arms.

Half-squatting on the ground, he picked up the grapes that fell out of the fruit bowl with his tentacles, and Alex, who had absorbed two of them, turned his head abruptly.Just arrived in this world, did not check the surrounding environment, why, this is the owner of the house?

"Ai...Ai...Alex! Moser! Ohhhhhh! Oh my god! Am I dreaming! Isn't this my own home?!" He tightly covered his mouth, for fear of making any strange screams Shouting, Mo Ling circled around Alex twice excitedly, and curiously poked the tentacles that looked much softer than in the game, and couldn't help screaming, Mo Ling suddenly He rushed towards Alex who was still out of the situation, and excitedly hugged Alex who was out of balance.

"I must be dreaming! The contract was successful, and the little virus appeared in my living room! Let this dream continue like this! I won't wake up!" Pressing on Alex, Mo Ling raised his body strangely, Looking directly at the ice-blue eyes full of helplessness and bewilderment, he asked strangely, "Why did you fall down, little virus?"

Looking at his heels, the rattan fruit bowl that fell on the ground just now has been crushed by the armor that Alex simulated for defense, and Mo Ling understood one thing. A prototype like Lix would also fall over something near his feet.

Then there is nothing wrong with the things I drew. I only jumped more than a meter. Desmond is a leap of faith. It is tens of meters. It is normal to throw a small virus down.It turns out that the small virus is really not a violent attack or something, but a weak one? !

"Get up." Fluent Chinese made Mo Ling stunned for a moment, and then he was pulled up by the collar, looked at Alex with some doubts, and asked in a daze: "So you can speak Chinese, little virus?"

"...my name is Alex."

"I know." He tilted his head naturally, not paying any attention to the strong hand that was pulling his collar. Mo Ling always believed that this was his dream, and the attack in the dream would not cause any harm.

"Where is this place?" Letting go of Mo Ling, who had no fear, Alex raised his right hand that had not fully retracted the imitation state, and frowned in confusion.

If it is said that Moze and the others are not afraid of their own state, it can be regarded as that they have stayed in that environment for a long time, and they have the same ability as themselves.But what's the matter with this guy?Could it be that the current self doesn't even have this deterrent power?

"This is my home, wait for me, I'll tidy up." Mo Ling, who had landed on the ground, quickly picked up the scattered grapes and bowls and chopsticks, as if greeting a friend he had known for a long time, pointing to the The air-conditioning bedroom said: "You go to my room and sit for a while, the living room is too hot, I can clean up here soon!"

Without saying anything else, Alex took off his hood, and casually pushed open the concealed bedroom door.Alex is not in the habit of being polite to others. Since he has asked himself to wait for him in the bedroom, let's wait. He met someone who is not afraid of his own existence. This is for Eric who used to beg for mercy almost everywhere. Once again, Si felt that he had really become approachable.

Apart from the bed, the only place I can sit in the bedroom is Mo Ling's computer chair. Sitting on the soft seat, the face on the computer screen that is [-]% similar to his own and the clothes that are almost exactly the same make Alex curious. He looked at the painting carefully.

Wait a minute, when will I... Who is this man?Why would I kiss him?

Alex, who has always lacked a sense of morality, clicked on other files in the same folder without hesitation. Those pictures that can be classified as restricted made Alex feel rare embarrassment.

It would be fine if I just saw pictures that had nothing to do with me, but almost every picture was about me, kissing, having sex, and living together with a man I didn't even know.This strange feeling made Alex couldn't help imitating the saw blade, aiming at the computer displaying these pictures.

"Hey! Little virus! What do you want to do to my computer!" Halfway through sorting things out, I realized that there was still a fanart I drew on my screen. Although it was my dream, this dream always felt real too much.

Although he has had such a realistic dream before, but this time, Mo Ling clearly remembered that he was not asleep, but was drawing, so is this Alex a hallucination or is he in a dream?

Alex, who found the culprit, didn't even intend to give Mo Ling time to react. He reached out and grabbed his collar. Although the angry look was scary, he knew through the game settings what it looked like when Alex was really angry. Mo Ling didn't feel too terrified.Just holding Alex's big hand with a little fear, he hesitated and explained: "This...is my personal work, because you...how do you say it? I'll show you directly!"

Clicking on the game icon on the desktop, while dragging Mo Ling, Alex looked at his 3D model in amazement to reproduce everything that happened in Special Zone H.

"This...is also made by you?" Looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief, if this kind of computer game was made by this young man, wouldn't it be too exaggerated?

"Me? How is it possible, but Alex, you are much more handsome than in the game, as expected, models and real people are incomparable!" Admiringly stretched out his hand to caress Alex's cheek, before Mo Ling had time to sigh the smoothness and elasticity of the skin, I saw Alex's eyes gradually turning red in front of me, and two scarlet bands of light appeared from the corners of the eyes.

"Oh! Hey! Alex, why are you angry!" Such a scene can also be seen in the ending cg of Massacre [-]. The angry Alex directly absorbed all the evolutions under him, so what will happen now? ?Is the self in the dream going to be absorbed by him?

"Angry? No, I won't be angry for such a trivial matter, I just feel that you seem to like me very much, huh?" Without avoiding Mo Ling's hand on his face, Alex raised his eyebrows arrogantly, with an expression Jokingly raised his left hand covered with viscous liquid and tentacles.

"I just mobilized my biological energy to prepare this gift for you."

"Eh? What... um! This... what... ah!" Four tentacles with red mucus climbed up Moze's body along Alex's left hand, aimlessly on Mo Ling's tense body After wriggling for a while, he found a hole where he could enter Mo Ling's body, and slammed into it.

The pain caused by the foreign body entering the body and the numbness caused by the virus made Mo Ling look at Alex's normal eyes through his own tears in surprise before passing out in Alex's arms.

It hurts, this is not a dream.

You little virus, don't delete my drawings and archives!will die!