Number One Zombie Wife 《第一尸妻》Di Yi Shi Qi
Number One Zombie Wife, Chapter 75: Are you asking us to kill someone?
It’s not that far from Xilanfa Restaurant to Mu-shi Technologies, just three main streets away and on normal days it’s a 20-minute drive.
However, after Mu Yifan left the restaurant, he encountered a zombie attack on the road, blocking the street and arrived at Mu-shi Group an hour later.
He took the CEO’s special elevator directly to the top floor of the group building, just in time to see the helicopter rising into the air, about 20 meters from the top floor and could clearly see the person sitting inside.
Mu Yifan was startled. Why did the helicopter fly away without waiting for him?
He immediately waved his hand in the direction of the helicopter, shouting, “Wait, wait, wait, wait.” Unfortunately, the helicopter’s voice overpowered his.
Mu Yifan remembered to make a phone call and quickly put his hand down and emptied his pocket but his phone was missing.
His eyes were confused. Did he drop his phone in the car?
Mu Yifan frowned and looked up anxiously to see Mu Yihang, who was sitting at the window of the helicopter, looking down.
He immediately waved his hand at Mu Yihang but the other waved his hand at him with a deep smile and opened his mouth to say goodbye without a word, letting the helicopter fly away from the Mu-shi Group building.
Mu Yifan was so angry that he said, “Shit, this Mu Yihang is trying to leave me here to die.”
But the helicopter was sent by Mu Yuecheng. Why would he listen to Mu Yihang and take the helicopter away?
Mu Yifan couldn’t be too angry at the face that resembled his real-life brother’s, turned around and went back to the CEO office building, ready to call Mu Yuecheng and ask him to call the helicopter back.
When the secretary saw him coming, she immediately walked forward, smiled and said, “Hello, sir, Admiral Mu called us earlier to tell us to tell you to wait in the office for a few hours, after that, someone else will come to pick you up and take you back to B City.”
Mu Yifan nodded when he heard that there were other arrangements, “Did my father say who was picking me up?”
“Admiral Mu said it was a friend of his.”
Mu Yifan didn’t enter the office that was prepared for him, he just went to the sofa outside the office.
The secretary immediately made him a cup of coffee and put it on the table.
Mu Yifan smelled the fresh human scent wafting over her and raised an eyebrow and said: “You go back to work in the office.”
As soon as the female secretary reached her office door, she heard Mu Yifan shout again and said: “Wait.”
She turned around to look at him, “What else is there, Young Master?”
Mu Yifan thought to himself and said: “You get all the top brass upstairs for a meeting.”
The female secretary froze and said: “Now?”
“Yes, now, right now, right now.”
“Yes.” The secretary went back to her office to inform the top brass of the departments to come up for a meeting.
Mu Yifan went to the conference room and waited there for about 10 minutes while people pushed through the door.
When they saw Mu Yifan sitting in the CEO’s seat, they immediately became trembling with fear, each called out to the youngest and sat down in the same seat they usually sit in during meetings.
To these executives, this young master is even more frightening than the CEO. Although we don’t see him three times a year, he has a gloomy air that makes people feel uncomfortable.
However, it seems that the young master was different from his usual self today, he didn’t stare at them with cold eyes.
The smell of living people in the conference room was getting heavier and heavier, Mu Yifan desperately restrained the desire to bite people, sweeping the eyes of the almost full seats, so the female secretary beside him asked in a soft voice and said: “All of you are here?”
The secretary reported and said: “Two department managers have gone on a business trip and won’t be back until the day after tomorrow.”
Mu Yifan looked at all the top brass and said: “I don’t know if you’ve seen the news about people biting people?”
We were startled, we thought he would say something about the company but he didn’t expect to mention the news.
They looked at each other and nodded.
“This is a very serious situation. When the meeting is over, you will inform all employees to go home from work immediately…”
Home from work?
The crowd looked at Mu Yifan in amazement.
“Going home from… Home from work? Are you giving us the day off?” asked one of the executives.
“Yes but before I do, I have a few points to make. First, when you get off work, go to the supermarket and buy rice, noodles and other food that will last longer and leave it at home. Secondly, when you get home, don’t go out, read the news and keep up with what’s going on in the country. Thirdly, if you see anyone who is pale, dull-eyed, slow-moving and whimpering, leave quickly and if you are attacked by these people, hit them on the head with a sharp object, where they are most vulnerable.”
The whole room was buzzing with the sound of discussion.
Mu Yifan pursed his lips at the noisy conference room.
It’s easy for him to talk about blowing up zombies’ heads but he’s not sure he can do it sitting up.
A senior executive asked in shock, “Young Master, are you asking us to kill someone?”
Mu Yifan didn’t answer him directly but continued and said: “Don’t let these people scratch or bite you, they have a virus that spreads very fast and after being wounded by them, you will become like them in just a few days, or even a few hours. The zombies have no consciousness of their own, and will want to gnaw on any living person they see, even if they are their loved ones.”
Although he is a zombie now, he has his own consciousness and can’t do anything to hurt humans or watch them get hurt.
“Sir, what you’re describing sounds like a zombie in a movie.”
“Pfffft,” someone laughed out loud.
The others are holding back their laughter, not daring to laugh.
Mu Yifan looked around at everyone and didn’t say anything.
Just then, the conference room door was pushed open.
The executives immediately looked to the front door, only to see the president’s male secretary walking slowly towards them, dragging her hobbled feet, with a dull look in her eyes, as if she didn’t know what she wanted to do.
They didn’t care much, some people picked up the cups on the table and took a sip of water to moisten their throats. Some people felt that today’s male secretary had weird reddish lips as if dyed with blood, so they couldn’t help but take a second look.
Mu Yifan saw that the person behind the gate was slow to come over, looked back, saw Mu Yihang’s male secretary opened his blood-red mouth wide and let out an owl, suddenly, pounced on the sales manager sitting next to him.
The crowd screamed.
Mu Yifan, in reaction, got up and kicked the male secretary.
The male secretary was kicked several steps backwards, hit the wall and fell to the floor.
The sales manager, who had almost been bitten, fell out of his chair in shock, then scrambled to his hands and knees to get out of the position.
“Secretary Zhan… What’s wrong with Secretary Zhang?” A female executive asked with a shaky voice.
“He looks like the man the news said was infected with the virus.”
“His mouth is red. It’s like blood. Did he just bite someone?”
“Everybody runs but someone else has a bite, it’s contagious.”
The people panicked and fled through the other door but as soon as they opened the door, they were immediately frightened and screamed at the bloodied and face bitten off people outside.
“Who the hell is this guy?” They couldn’t recognize each other’s faces, so they turned and ran back to the conference room.
The zombies outside the door, smelling a living person, pounced on them viciously, instantly tackling the last female executive to the ground.
“Ah! Aah! Aah! Let go of me, let go of me.” The female executive cried out in terror, kicking and screaming.
Mu Yifan was in shock, quickly picked up the desktop ceramic office mug to the table and smashed, ’bang’ a sound, ceramic mug broken into a few pieces.
He quickly picked up one of the sharp shards and rushed at it, kicking it away from the female executive who was about to bite her, then he lifted it and plunged it into her head.
The screaming corpse, suddenly, became a motionless corpse.
Mu Yifan released his grip on the shard and stared at his blood-stained hands in a daze, his lips trembling.
Does that make him a murderer?
Before, he only thought about saving people, not too much but now that he’s killed them, he can’t stop being afraid.
It’s true that what you imagine when you write a novel is different from what you feel when you experience it.
Mu Yifan looked at the bloody corpse, his face bitten beyond recognition and it made him feel sick.
Suddenly, he was in a trance, his eyes grew dull and the smell of living flesh tempted him, making him want to taste the delicious taste of these people.
The others did not find Mu Yifan’s condition, rushed over to help the female executives and said: “Manager He, are you okay? Have you been scratched?”
“No… no. I’m not…” Manager Ho cried out in disregard of his image. He was clearly terrified.
“Ah, Secretary Zhang, Secretary Zhang is getting up.” Someone screamed at the top of their lungs.
The screeching sound woke Mu Yifan up instantly.
He shook his head, quickly suppressed the desire to eat people, got up and rushed at Secretary Zhang.
He just pounced on Secretary Zhang, who had just grabbed the top management director and before he could do anything, he was kicked away by someone who suddenly ran in from outside and hit the wall heavily.