Chapter 597 - 9.67 Don’t Leave Me
Amidst the rumbling roar of the collapsing warehouse and the ringing haze of his mind, Lu Yizhou heard a familiar system notification.
[Congratulations. You have successfully completed your mission in this world!]
But none of it registered in his mind at all. Lu Yizhou felt as though he was trapped in a nightmare, a very long and unending one where he struggled to find the exit only to see it fall apart right before his very eyes. Laying on the ground amidst the helicopter wreckage, Lu Yizhou could do nothing but witness the solid structure of the warehouse falling apart like sandcastle swept by a torrential wave, bringing nothing but ruins and demise in its wake.
And in that warehouse... was Zhao Bolin. His lover...
Lu Yizhou’s mind went utterly blank and the next thing he knew, he already climbed his way out of the metal scraps, staggering. His ruined body was regenerating slowly, pink flesh born anew, still too tender to be dragged across harsh asphalt. But Lu Yizhou did not care. Like a madman who had lost his mind, he dragged his bloody and battered body to the warehouse, leaving a gruesome and terrifying trail of crimson behind.
He stumbled past the crowd of zombies feasting on humans, heard their unceasing screams and cries of despair mixing with the disgusting sounds of biting and chewing... until he stood in front of the wrecked building.
His mangled lips parted and he wanted to call out his lover’s name, yet his vocal cord had been utterly destroyed by the explosion. Never had Lu Yizhou been so grateful for his zombie’s physique. Almost in an instant, he could perceive the distinct breath of a human buried under the wreckage. There was only one person who could have been trapped underneath...
Within one heartbeat and the next, Lu Yizhou threw himself into the pile of broken beams, debris and materials. The raw pink flesh of his hands, which had barely grown out, was torn open again as he swept through the ruins. A broken growl ruptured from his bloody throat, like a mournful cry of a beast who had lost its soulmate. As much as he was grateful that he could sense Zhao Bolin’s presence, he hated it too. Oh he hated it so much because... he vividly grasped that his lover’s vitality was getting weaker and weaker...
He had no idea how long he was searching desperately until—