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Into the Zombie World - Chapter 154

Published at 14th of April 2021 04:57:37 PM


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It was a doll.

"Fuck! I take back my words. That's not a man with good discipline at all."

Imagine 'the stone' playing a doll? Yes, that's what Nile is seeing right now.

Instead of playing wrestling, why are you here combing that doll's hair?

He jumped off Maximo's back and landed towards a chair. The floor is greasy with human oil, he didn't want to step on that stinky substance.

He then pointed towards the hulking zombie and said, "Max, Croc. Kill that bitch, it has tainted my innocent eyes, gosh."

He then recalled the maid zombie from before. The muscular female zombie in a maid's outfit. 'What's happening to this world?' Nile suddenly felt confused.

Am I really still at a zombie apocalypse, or am I now at a gender bender Apocalypse instead?

Wait, I'm not like that, right?

Nile looked around, and fortunately, there was a mirror on the exit of the theater. Hurriedly, he jumped towards there. The chair he was stepping on exploded due to the force he exerted.

Instantly, he arrived at the mirror with only a jump.

'Black jacket, looks male, check. Black pants, looks male, check. Phew! Safe.'

He took off the hood and saw the long ponytail hair. "Shit!"

The ring on his right hand glowed and transformed into a shear. As he was about to cut his hair short, he suddenly heard a deafening sound from his back.

Boom!

He took a glance at his back and realized that the fight between Maximo, Croco, and the Hulking man zombie had already started.

Boom!

Nile ignored the battle and returned his focus to the mirror in front of him again. He suddenly recalled that sometimes, having long hair could also improve a man's masculinity and handsomeness.

Slowly, he took the mask off to take a look if something had really changed on his appearance. A sudden stinky smell assaulted his nose, but he endured it. He endured it to see his face once again.

Boom!

"How… How can this be?"

Boom!

For a moment, Nile almost dropped the mask he was holding to the ground.

"My… My face!" He shook his head a little to confirm that he isn't dreaming.

Boom!

"Fuck! My face, nothing had changed."

Where's the supposed to be more handsome if you have long hair?

Fuck this shit!

Only the goatee has been added to my face. No added handsomeness at all.

It's still the plain old ordinary face!

He hurriedly wore the mask again, afraid that someone might see his face and tease him at that.

As for the hair, it doesn't look like it was making him look like a gay, so he leaves it there for now.

"Phew… I'm safe. I thought I have already become affected by the gender swap virus." He said as he wears the hoodie again.

He then looked towards the ongoing battle and what he saw surprised him.

Max and Croco were being overpowered.

Boom! Boom!

Maximo and Croco's bodies retreated for a few meters after the hulking zombie punched them with its right hand.

His left hand was hugging the doll, as if a knight, protecting his princess from harm.

Red blood leaked from the corner of Maximo and Croco's mouth. They gritted their teeth and even managed to spit the blood inside their mouths.

It's as if they're saying, "Ptui! Bring it on!"

"Horse stance? This zombie knew some martial arts?" Nile said, seeing the stance the zombie was making.

'Feet wide apart from each other, bended knees and straight body, that's definitely a horse stance.'

Boom!

A deafening sound blasted on Nile's ears as Maximo tried to knock the barbie man zombie away. With the horse stance on, the zombie endured the impact as it got dragged a few meters back.

Croco arrived and flanked the zombie's side. Using his arm-blade, he tried to slash the zombie's waist.

"Croc! I told you, no eating of innards from zombies." Nile interjected.

"Grrr!"

The zombie's arm blocked the slash towards the waist. Fortunately, it was still able to pierce the zombie's skin by an inch. At the same time, a portion of the doll's hair was sheared.

Seeing that, the zombie widened its eyes and tightened its muscles in anger. It opened its mouth widely and let out a,

KYAAHH!

"Pffft."

It was definitely a roar, but it's so high pitched that it sounded like a scream of a surprised woman instead.

"Pfft."

"Hahahaha!"

Nile couldn't contain his laughter anymore. He held his stomach and leaned on a chair to laugh.

The zombie must definitely be enraged right now, but he just couldn't help himself to laugh out loud due to what he just heard.

A muscular man holding a doll? Hmmm, okay. Rare, but still acceptable, who knows if that's for his child?

What if there's a huge muscular man with a high pitch voice? Well, interesting.

"Pfft! Hahahaha!" Nile burst into a fit of laughter again, thinking of the irony of the situation.

Kyaahh!

The doll holding zombie continues to produce it's 'roar,' all the while resisting Maximo's charge and fending off Croco's blade.

At this point in time, the doll had already become bald, and as if it was its breaking point, the zombie's muscle suddenly enlarged and punched forward, causing Maximo to get blasted away.

Croco was the most unfortunate as the zombie had successfully grabbed the back of his arm-blade.

Try as he might, Croco just couldn't withdraw his arm-blade any longer. Suddenly, a dreadful feeling rose inside him as he felt the cold winds below his naked buttocks. Cold sweats ran on his scales as he stared at the muscular zombie in front of him.

He had this same feeling before, it was during the time he was not a pet of his master, Nile. He followed the previous owner shamelessly, as he wanted to taste the delicious carabao back then.

The same feeling of dread had appeared. The only difference was that previously, it was a foot descending towards him.

While currently, it was a....

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