The Evolution of My Zombie Girlfriend

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In the dense, shadowy forest, a nauseating stench of decay permeated the air, and the guttural growls of zombies echoed through the underbrush, sending shivers down one's spine. Yet what was even more chilling was not the wandering undead but a man.

The man knelt before a tattered bag, whispering tenderly as if speaking to his beloved lover, his words soft and intoxicating. "Are you hungry?" His voice was rich and gravelly, carrying an air of maturity.

But there was no one in front of him except for a slightly moving bag.

"Ah," he muttered, tapping his forehead in frustration, then carefully untied the bag's strap. The bag was pushed open, and from within emerged a decaying zombie, its matted, sticky hair clinging to its face, obscuring its features and making it appear all the more terrifying.

"Blue, do you remember me? I'm Mo Wen," Mo Wen said with a gentle smile, brushing the zombie's sticky hair behind its ear. His tone was soft yet tinged with regret. "You probably don't remember me..."

The zombie seemed to catch the scent of human flesh and let out a terrifying roar, opening its mouth to bite Mo Wen's arm. But at the moment its teeth touched his skin, it recoiled as if electrocuted.

Though it longed to devour the human before it, some inner willpower restrained it. It whined and growled, torn between following its primal instincts to bite the "food" in front of it and forcing itself to close its mouth. Its pitiful state resembled that of a discarded puppy.

"You still remember me, don't you?" Mo Wen asked sadly, offering his arm again, his voice thick with emotion.

He had searched for her for two days in the land of the dead, finally finding her among piles of flesh, barely able to move. The despair he felt then was something he would never forget. Yet when he lifted her, covered in filth, she only whimpered, too hungry to bite, and that heartbreaking sight tore at his heart.

This was Yu Lan, the woman he had loved for eight years.

"Do you want to eat me? Then we can be together forever," he whispered, embracing her without regard for the foul odor emanating from her. He exposed his vulnerable neck to her mouth.

Yu Lan's senses were overwhelmed by the sweet scent of human flesh, but she did not bite.

She struggled, emitting a more anguished roar, as if in greater pain.

"Alright, alright..." Mo Wen quickly backed away, his dark eyes filled with apology and a flash of disappointment. "I won't force you."

Feeling the scent of food retreat, Yu Lan breathed heavily, her cloudy eyes fixed on Mo Wen, afraid he would come closer again.

Mo Wen sighed, shouldering the backpack once more. "But you're hungry, aren't you?" He glanced around, his sharp gaze scanning the trees. "If you don't eat me... would you eat another zombie?"

Yu Lan didn't understand his words, only growling in displeasure and trying to escape from the backpack. Despite her struggles, she could only poke her head out.

Frustrated, she bit into the corner of the backpack, her face tense, nearly dislodging her left eye.

Watching her struggle, Mo Wen sat nearby, resting his chin on his hand, a twisted satisfaction on his face.

Suddenly, the wind rustled the leaves, blinding them momentarily, and a massive zombie leaped from a tree, pouncing directly at Mo Wen after observing him for some time.

Without lifting his head, Mo Wen protectively held the backpack to his chest and took a half-step back. He glanced at the zombie with indifference, as if it were nothing more than an insignificant rabbit.

The zombie, undeterred by its failed attack, spat a mouthful of foul saliva onto the ground and roared again, charging forward.

This time, Mo Wen did not retreat. With impatience, he drew a dagger from his thigh and, in one fluid motion, sliced the zombie's head off from below in a swift and elegant movement.

The seemingly simple action carried an elegance and precision that was mesmerizing. Even though Level 6 zombies had extremely loose skin and muscles, only those with supernatural abilities could sever a zombie's head so effortlessly with a dagger.

Sticky, foul blood splattered over Mo Wen, causing him to frown, but his expression softened when he saw that Yu Lan remained unharmed.

"Do you want to eat this?" He pointed to the motionless zombie, asking gently.

However, Yu Lan was still struggling angrily, ignoring Mo Wen's question and showing no interest in the fallen zombie.

"Don't you want to?" Mo Wen sighed. How could he make her eat? As a zombie, she would die if she went too long without food.

The word "die" flashed through Mo Wen's mind, deepening the darkness in his eyes like the abyss of death. If someone else had been present, they might have been frozen by the icy aura surrounding him. But here, only Yu Lan remained, unaware and struggling.

"There must be a way," Mo Wen murmured, stroking Yu Lan's rough cheek. Suddenly, he placed her on the ground and picked up the zombie's severed head.

With his dagger, he carefully extracted a grayish crystal core from inside. Zombies, like their supernatural counterparts, needed these cores to evolve, but while supernaturals absorbed energy by holding the core, zombies had to consume it.

"Will you eat this?" Mo Wen wiped the blood from the core and offered it to Yu Lan's lips, almost pleading.

Yu Lan's cloudy eyes lit up, and she opened her mouth, swallowing the core whole while carefully avoiding Mo Wen's hand.

Listening to the sound of the hard crystal being crushed in her mouth like beans, Mo Wen smiled, reaching out to stroke her hair. "Do you like it?"

Yu Lan ignored him, swallowing the core in two gulps and licking her rotted lips as if savoring the taste.

Seeing this, Mo Wen did not press her for an answer. He bent down and shouldered the backpack once more.