Chapter 52
Moe Bing happily shook her hand in mine, then suddenly thought of something and asked me .
“However, Moe Bing sounds like an ingredient for ice cream . . . Well, please just call me Moemoe, would you?”
“Sure . Then Moemoe . ”
“Well! Then I will call you Junjun, won’t I?”
“Ahem!”
Jun, Junjun . . .
This nickname reminded me of that female lunatic again . In the dream, Principal Nana always called me with this bantering name .
Now I still felt something weird if Moe Bing called me this .
Moreover, calling each other in the form of overlapping words like Moemoe and Junjun made us sound like a fool couple .
“Well, Junjun surely sounds . . . ”
“ . . . No? . . . ”
Moe Bing blinked her sparkling big eyes, and her trembling long eyelashes seemed to be have been soaked in water . She pressed her lips together as if greatly aggrieved .
Poof!
It was too cunning . . . How could I be so hardhearted as to refuse you when you looked at me with that look . . .
Ah! Fine!
“Okay, okay! Absolutely okay! As you like!”
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“Hehe, you are my favorite~ Junjun~”
Ah……
Although she acted like a spoiled kid sometimes, my girlfriend was surely awesome!
“Ahem, so Moe, Moemoe, why did you appear behind me?”
Noticing her expectations in her eyes, I called her Moemoe, a nickname that quite embarrassed me .
Wow, if I got to be with Moe Bing all the time, I would probably care about nothing else but love . Although I might become a fool, I would definitely be very happy .
“I got off at that stop over there . ”
Moe Bing pointed backwards . I thought she probably got off the subway at the same place as me; otherwise, she wouldn’t have appeared behind me .
“Why did you get off? Didn’t Li Nai warn us never to get off?”
“This was because I found that the subway had stopped and I wanted to check whether we were there at the terminal . Just at that time, besides me suddenly appeared a . . . ”
“A skull in a captain’s apparel, right?”
Was it also that bastard skull who cast Moe Bing out of the subway?!
“ A skull? No, no . It was a beautiful white-skinned lady . She said to me, ‘I am sorry, little girl . Could you please get off at this stop? Don’t worry . As for you, you would never encounter any danger in this place!’”
“Uh? A lady?”
Moreover, what she had said was like a request and compromise . . . what was the matter?
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“Well, I saw that she seemed to be in a dilemma, so I got off . She then kindly showed me the way? She said that as long as I walked along the rail, I could meet the person I wanted to meet . . . and then I met you, Junjun . Hehe, that lady was really nice~”
“I see . . . ”
F**k . this was surely unfair .
I was pushed out, while Moe Bing was invited out respectfully?
I was not complaining, but I felt a little strange . Who was that woman? Why did she ask Lian Bing to get off early?
The strangest thing was what she said . . . “As for you, you would never encounter any danger in this place . ” That was so intriguing and connotative .
According to Li Nai, this place should be very dangerous, but the woman said something different . That was to say, when it came to Moe Bing, she wouldn’t run into any danger, but I might?
What was the so-called danger? Attacked by zombies or what?
Speaking of it, this place was called the City of Living Corpses, but so far, not a single corpse had been seen, except Captain Skull on the subway .
“Hmm……”
“What’s wrong, Moemoe?”
She had been looking left and right with a worrying look since just now .
Was the gloomy atmosphere here disturbing her? Or was she feeling cold because of the wind?
“Ah, nothing . It was only that since just now . . . I don’t know why, but I couldn’t calm down, feeling a little cold . . . It doesn’t matter . Not a big deal . ”
“Okay then……”
In spite of what she said, I still took off my school uniform jacket and put it on her .
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“Thank you, Junjun . ”
She shrunk and leaned towards me, holding my arm . And I felt bashful and scratched my nose a little bit .
Sure enough, I was still not used to this nickname yet .
But then again, how long should we keep going . . . It was already over twenty past seven, but the surrounding scenery didn’t seem to have changed at all .
And no one else was seen .
Since both Moe Bing and I had got off the subway beforehand, others might have got off as well . Moe Bing and I got off at the same stop, but there was a time difference . Maybe other people were in similar situations .
But it was strange that no one was met while we walked forward, and no one caught up with us from behind .
Oh oh oh oh oh oh…
Eh?
Oh oh oh oh oh oh . . .
… . . . What was it?
The sound was the same as what I had heard on the subway, but it was much louder and was getting even louder and closer . . .
Something was approaching .
Could it be . . .
I began to look around . From the distant horizon, black dots started to appear and then expanded quickly and soon covered the dark green grass .
What I had been worried about really happened . . .
Appearing from the other end of the horizon were undead creatures . . .
Why were they called undead creatures? Because they were clearly dead beings but still existed in this world . . . making them wrong beings .
Unable to enter the cycle of life and death or completely detach themselves from it, they could only remain in the world, muddling along . As a result, they became unclassifiable beings .
As long as they were not completely destroyed, they could exist forever in theory . However, they were neither alive nor dead, so they were described as “undead”… Maybe “undying” was more appropriate .
This kind of beings often appeared in novels, games and other works, and they usually had one common feature—they were in large quantity .
So large as to make people’s hair stand on end!
Taking a broad view, the boundary could barely be discerned . Humans tended to feel uncomfortable if they were too close, so they would keep some distance . But these walking dead, zombies and skeletons left no room between . They competed with each other for the place up front . And even if they got stacked on top of each other, they wouldn’t be conscious of it .
It seemed like . . . tides .
Finally, I came to realize what “corpse tide” that often appeared in horror fiction looked like .
The quantity was inestimable and daunting .
The number of the monsters far exceeded my imagination, and they were approaching us at full speed, but not even the idea of running away occurred to me . I just stood there in shock .
Compared with that corpse tide, we are really too tiny . . .
Like small pieces of wood floating up and down with the waves of the sea . . .
We could do nothing but to wait to be completely swallowed .