How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 13. Superiority and inferiority (7)

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Zombies are wandering around and following the truck.

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Rather than feeling like they were desperately trying to catch their prey, it felt like they were vaguely running together just because something was passing by.

Just like when a neighborhood dog sees a running kid, it follows him without thinking.

Every time, I deliberately slowed down the truck and turned around the corner of the building. Rather than stepping on it all at once, it was better to circle around a similar spot.

Soon, the zombies became hungry and stopped following. Although there was a delay, the truck and the loot were enough to take it to the lab. There is no need to bring zombies.

I glance at Camilla in the passenger seat.

In one hand, he held a sniper rifle so that he could shoot at any time, and in the other hand, he looked around with binoculars. Occasionally, I put down the gun and scribbled something on a notepad resting on my thigh.

“What are you writing down?”

Camilla answered only after she had finished writing her notes.

“I want to know in advance places where visibility is easy. “I think I’ll be staying here for a long time, so I need to know what’s around me in advance.”

I thought it was a sniper’s idea. Well, we are now closer to defenders than attackers.

I should think about putting some luggage in the truck so I can leave at any time.

“Oh, John. By the way, why did you do that when you wrapped a handkerchief and threw it at a rock?”

“You said the virus in my body synthesized ’emotion-stimulating’ ingredients. I got curious. Not only does it matter how effective it is, but also whether it makes sense. “Camilla, what do you think it was like?”

“From what I saw, I don’t think it was that effective on human zombies. In fact, I think it had a stronger effect on the zombie dog. “That guy was pretty excited and ran wild.”

“It seems a bit weak to use in actual combat.”

It was something she said without much thought, but Camilla’s face hardened.

“What’s wrong?”

Camilla hesitated for a while and finally turned her head.

“No. Let’s talk later. Home. Are you fine?”

At that moment, she saw a zombie standing with her mouth wide open. I nodded at her.

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I prepared dinner. There are quite a lot of ingredients today.

Cooking was done in the research room on the 3rd floor, which was perfect as a kitchen as it was equipped with a sink, LPG gas range, and ventilation facilities.

The name ‘Research Annex Room’ is a bit strange, but it is actually closer to a bathroom.

“Wow. “Delicious smell.”

Cassandra, dressed in civilian clothes, is snooping next to her.

It was clearly an ordinary t-shirt, but my breasts were so big that my belly button was completely exposed. I also wore a gray zip-up with a hood, but it seemed like it was stuck on my chest and I couldn’t zip it up.

“Now that I think about it, I forgot something important. Are there any foods you can’t eat? “I have an allergy.”

“Eat well everyone. Without any particular distinction. Whatever you eat, it will taste better than the restaurant at the Bureau. I was in charge of catering at Cybele Company. “I couldn’t even dream of anything like this there.”

At the same time, he secretly tries to touch the flour pancake.

“It’s still hot.”

“Profit.”

Did you think I wouldn’t get caught?

“It’s just flour diluted with water spread out and baked, so it wouldn’t taste good if you just ate it. It’s much better if you let it cool down a bit and roll it up with other ingredients.

Oh, by the way. Cassandra, what do you think about growing simple crops? I got some seeds before. “You’re not listening to me, are you?”

“… Cassandra I want to eat this. Instead, I’ll eat one less meal later. I’m so hungry that I can’t think straight. “I need fuel.”

Cassandra stroked her lower abdomen with the palm of her hand. Fortunately, Camilla is washing up. And since she’s going to make a lot anyway, I think it’s okay to grab at least one.

“Okay, then. Wash her hands.”

It is made without eggs or fermentation; it is literally just salt, sugar, flour, and water mixed together. So, I prepared various fillings on the side.

Cassandra picked up a long sausage, placed it on bread, sprinkled mustard sauce on it, and rolled it up. And take a big bite.

“Hmm. Wow… “

Open your mouth wide, take a bite, chew it thoroughly, and swallow it down your throat. Mustard was smeared on the lips and corners of the mouth.

Finally. He pecked and even sucked the seasoning off his hands. I am very grateful to eat delicious food.

“Wow, it’s delicious. Hmm. Hmm. First of all, you should not use soil that comes from the ground. There is a high possibility that it is contaminated. If you want to use it again, wash it and disinfect it in the sun.

Or, it would be better to use soil in bags at places that sell gardening supplies. Hydroponics is good, but it can be a bit tricky. Also, it would be better to save the seeds every time.”

“Really? “Can’t we get it from existing crops?”

“Well, there is a high possibility of mutation. Regardless of the virus. I don’t know if they are planting like seed potatoes. But where will you build it?”

“I’m going to put some flower pots on the rooftop.”

If you put up something like a screen, you won’t be caught even if you see it from the air.

Of course, what if airplanes and helicopters are flying around when cars are not running well due to lack of gas?

Meal preparation was completed by cutting the blanched vegetables with a knife and placing them on a plate. It is something similar to a kebab, in which boiled vegetables, sausages, ham, etc. Are lined up, stuffed in wheat bread, rolled up, and eaten.

“You roll it up and eat it yourself. Cassandra, could you please bring the dishes to the table with me?”

“Yes.”

But instead of standing at the table, he stands behind me. I was wondering if he was trying to pick me up and move me, but suddenly he hugged me from behind.

“… What are you doing?”

“I just like it. Cassandra is happy these days. Happy.”

“… Oh, really? Relief… “

Cassandra’s texture was so strong that it was a bit difficult to hear her speak.

“Thank you for listening to me, Johan.”

Wait a minute. What?

“… Cassandra?”

Cassandra herself seems quite embarrassed. Up until now, she had always called herself Cassandra, but then suddenly she said she was ‘me’.

Cassandra turned me around. After pursing her lips, I grabbed her by my collar and slowly pulled her towards me.

Before reaching her face, he touched her breasts and gently pulled her waist behind her. It was a bit provocative.

“Can you forget it?”

“What happened?”

“As expected, we get along well.”

Her lips tasted like mustard.

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Over dinner, I told Cassandra briefly about what she experienced today. Camilla, who was covering me behind her, made up little by little what I had not seen.

“I think zombie dogs reacted much more sensitively than zombie humans. “Is it because I have a good sense of smell?”

Cassandra nodded her head to my question.

“That is highly likely. Moreover, according to what you said, it seems that the dog was attached to the house. On the other hand, the people around me didn’t seem to have any desires other than appetite.”

After hearing Cassandra’s words, Camilla waved her empty beer can.

“Zombie dogs and zombie humans walking around together. I do not understand.”

“It happened recently. It’s also interesting. “Just as animals and humans cooperate with each other, the same thing is happening with zombies.”

Well, when I did it, it wasn’t really a concept of cooperation. A zombie dog was a zombie dog, and a zombie human was a zombie human.

They could fight with each other, but that doesn’t mean they had any ill feelings toward each other or got along well. So the current situation is unfamiliar even to me.

“Is it a mutation?”

Cassandra shook her head at my question.

“There are researchers who say that, but Cassandra thinks differently. Cassandra thinks it might be a product of some kind of struggle for survival.

I think the group that was able to come up with a strategy won the fight against the group that couldn’t. And even if it is not a virus, it is a thought that all living things instinctively have.

All living things are somehow designed to be able to eat something else. It’s instinct. And all living things tend to think about how to consume more effectively and efficiently.”

“But obviously mutations also occur. I also saw a guy whose wound healed abnormally quickly. “Some of them attack even when their arms and legs are blown away by his gun.”

“It’s a physical mutation. It’s not a mental mutation. And even if there is physical mutation, we haven’t yet seen three-headed wolves or crawling human zombies.

In general, we try to keep it in its original state. “A virus has to keep its host alive anyway.”

If you think about it, this is true. If the host dies, the virus cannot travel. So, you should save it as much as possible and use it for your own purposes.

“The Kro virus is really terrible. “That’s what they’re trying to do to keep the host alive.”

Camilla lowered her head as if she was fed up. Cassandra agreed.

“From the virus’ perspective, we are like ships.”

“A boat?”

“Yes. A leaky boat. A ship that needs to be repaired somehow. Anyway, they need a boat to survive. The problem is that we are not very happy about it.

But anyway, since the basis is a ship, it can’t do anything more than that. I wouldn’t mind taking it to land, dismantling it, and rebuilding it.

So, something like a four-legged human zombie would probably be difficult. That’s not something a virus can do.

It’s just something that makes the wound heal a little better, allows you to still move even if your brain is damaged, and allows you to endure pain and move forward.”

No. I think that’s already too much.

“Over there. Cassandra.”

“Yes, tell me.”

“You said that coming out of my body heightens excitement. “If the virus gets stronger, will it also get stronger?”

“Well. “We’ll have to experiment to find out, but I think it’s highly likely.”

“… “That’s it.”

Camilla raised her hand.

“You said that mine and Johan’s viruses are almost the same. “Then does ‘that’ come from me too?”

“It’s faint. So much so that it’s almost non-existent. But that’s the way it is so far, I don’t know what will happen in the future. “Because it changes so quickly.”

“Then what if…” “

Camilla drank another can of her beer before speaking. Come to think of it, I seem to be drinking a bit too much today.

After she entered the institute and her life became somewhat stable, she decided not to stay on guard.

This is thanks to the addition of various devices so that she can respond immediately even if a dangerous situation arises.

So, I am taking this leisurely approach.

“What is it, Camilla?”

But Camilla could not easily open her mouth.

“… Manipulate your emotions, or… Is it possible to evoke feelings that weren’t there before? So, you suddenly start hating someone without even thinking about it, or you start liking someone for no reason.”

After listening to it, I think it’s pretty good.

“Oh, that’s good. I think that will make it easier to disturb and control zombies, right?”

I said it was a really good idea, but for some reason Camilla glanced at me.

Why?