Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Bai Weiwei: “The heartthrob effect is useless?”

She thought her performance would help Song Yunhuan be a little softer.

The system reminded her, “The heartthrob personality is useful for those with a favorability above 0.

Song Yunhuan was at -40, she wouldn’t say it was ‘only -40’ ever again. -40 was terrible, ah.

Bai Weiwei fell to the ground, the skin on her hand used to cushion her fall was torn. Blood immediately came out.

The zombies nearby, smelling fresh meat, excitedly howled.

Bai Weiwei’s pupils constricted, “Slagstem, is the heartthrob personality useful for these things?”

System: “Heartthrob, not bodythrob. The effect doesn’t work for anything that doesn’t have a consciousness.”

A zombie would remain unconscious if it wasn’t advanced.

It was only that right now, there was only one advanced zombie, Song Yunhuan.

Bai Weiwei: “So this side task reward, except to confuse passerbys, it’s not really any good?”

The system encouraged, “When you reach a favorability of 0, then it will help.”

Bai Weiwei roared, “Ghosts can wait until then, I’m gonna be eaten.”

She just finished talking to the system, when a couple of zombies were already rushing over.

Bai Weiwei, scared, rolled on the ground, just barely escaping the zombie attack. She looked at Song Yunhuan, full of helpless despair.

Song Yunhuan was still smiling, standing in the sun, but his eyes were dark.

What kind of instructions were the zombies given? The attacks on Bai Weiwei were getting faster.

They opened their mouths, showing their smelly teeth. They ran quickly to catch Bai Weiwei.

There was no place for Bai Weiwei to hide because the entire warehouse was full of zombies.

And nobody except for Song Yunhuan dared to go into the warehouse.

Bai Weiwei didn’t care. She would rather be torn into pieces by Song Yunhuan than be eaten by zombies.

Bai Weiwei thought hard, at least Song Yunhuan was handsome.

She ran into the warehouse. Something pulled on her feet and her entire body fell to the ground.

A zombie’s hand was holding on to her leg, dragging her out of the warehouse.

Bai Weiwei grabbed the ground with her fingers, bleeding at the tips.

She felt the zombie’s sharp nails dig into her leg. Blood began to pour out.

Bai Weiwei was shaking, but she suddenly saw a shadow.

When she looked up, she saw Song Yunhuan walk up to her and crouch slowly, face handsome and cool, still with that weird smile.

Even the smile was mixed with malicious pleasure.

“You know what? Bai Weiwei, when you pushed me out of the car, I was also like you. Desperate, with no way out, eaten alive by zombies.”

Bai Weiwei watched him, eyes red. She said with a shaky voice, “I’m sorry, Song Yunhuan.”

Song Yunhuan’s smile twisted. “Sorry about what? A woman like you, aren’t you the most selfish, how can it be possible for you apologize to me?”

Bai Weiwei was dragged outside step by step. She dug her fingers into the ground with all her strength, but her eyes were watching Song Yunhuan.

“I’m sorry, Song Yunhuan. I know I’m not a good person. I’m selfish and vain, petty and carefree. But I didn’t mean to, I didn’t want you dead, I was just trying to scare you, ah, I didn’t think I wouldn’t be able to grab on to your hand.”

After Bai Weiwei said that in a crying voice, using the last of her strength, she reached out and grabbed his hand.

The cuff of his sleeve that was torn in a corner.

Nigaria’s corner: This, kids, should teach you not to bully people. You never know when a zombie  apocalypse will suddenly start and who you’ll need to rely on then.