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Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 30: Take Back...
Throughout a single night, Hubert shifted restlessly in search of a comfortable position, only to accidentally bump into Theodore lying beside him. Theodore, asleep, a slumbering zombie, a strange sight indeed. The collision roused him, his eyes heavy with sleep gazing at Hubert. "What's the matter, sleep not treating you well?" Theodore's arm encircled Hubert's waist, a comforting massage on his hip, but Hubert refused to respond. He was annoyed. This brother had dragged him to this oppressive heat for over a dozen hours and dared to ask if he slept well. Indeed, the heartless zombie. Theodore, unable Hubert's vexation, decided to Theodore change the subject. "When you wish to return to the gathering place, I'll take you there." "Return? To the gathering place?" Hubert had initially thought Theodore intended to keep him captive forever, so it was unexpected to hear him offer to let him go, even more so, to take him back personally. Noticing Hubert's hesitation, Theodore immediate
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 31: Angry!
He'd repeated that statement numerous times, but Hubert remained genuinely perplexed. He pressed him for clarification. "What do you mean? What protection? What about other zombies being wary of me?" Clunky waited to respond. He glanced back at Theodore, pleading for help. Hubert pushed him gently in the chest. "Speak up. He has no right to hinder me from learning the truth about myself. If you don't tell me, I'll find out some other way." Clunky flitted his gaze between Hubert and Theodore, finally capitulating under pressure. "It's him, that bastard. He marked you with his scent. Who dares to approach the marked one of a high-tier, fifth-rank zombie? Your scent is even stronger now. I bet the zombies outside will scatter at the sight of you." As Clunky finished speaking, Theodore's voice resounded from behind. "Shut up." Clunky continued, his tone not reflecting an ounce of fear. "Uh oh, using your real voice. Aren't you scared your little lover will run away?" "Silence!"
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 32: The Troublemaker!
Ring... Ring!The sudden sound of the alarm bell echoed sharply, causing Winston to mutter a curse under his breath before he rose to his feet."Damn it! He's here again!""Damn it! Here again!"Hubert was perplexed, unsure of the unfolding situation. He rushed after Winston, inquiring hastily."What's going on? Why did the alarm suddenly sound?""It's that bastard Lancelot causing a commotion again. Every encounter ends in losses on both sides, yet he refuses to back down.""Does he want to take over our gathering area?"Winston nodded, dashing out swiftly. Outside, over a dozen people had gathered; among them was Jacob, who immediately moved beside Hubert upon spotting him. As Jacob was about to engage him in conversation, Stella inserted herself between them, her voice laced with sourness."Just as the alarm went off, everyone had already gathered, yet you seem rather at ease, aren't you?"Hubert dismissed Stella, leaving her fuming, but she eventually composed herself, leaning ont
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 33: Chase Jacob Away!
Lancelot’s soldiers promptly formed a circle, offloading various guns and grenades from their vehicles. Seeing Lancelot teetering on the brink of insanity, Jacob stepped forward and instructed: “Lan, fall back.” “Lan?” Hubert’s eyes widened in surprise. How could Jacob use such an intimate nickname for Lancelot? He glanced at Lancelot and then back at Jacob.From behind, Stella finally revealed Jacob’s true identity: “So, you finally decided to show your hand. The leader of the anti-government alliance, Jacob, you’re quite the master of disguise, aren’t you?” “What?” “Say what?” The crowd surrounding Hubert erupted into a cacophony of shock, especially Canis, who appeared most taken aback.“Doesn’t the commander have a different name?” Having suspicions about Jacob for a while, he was astounded by the revelation of his high-ranking identity.From the opposite side, Lancelot elucidated the swirling confusion, stating: “Of course, he had to use a pseudonym to infiltrate your ranks
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 34: Caught Two Level Four Zombies.
Hubert made his way to Canis's room, now emptied of visitors save for the medic, Winston, who remained behind to administer care. Upon seeing him, Winston immediately rose, providing a chair for Hubert. "Are you feeling better now? I've been looking after young Canis and haven't had the time to attend to you." he said. "I'm fine now." Hubert replied with a nod. He was indeed feeling well, except for the head-spinning revelation of Jacob's identity. Glancing at Canis, pallid and limp on the bed, a sharp pang of grief surged within him. That damned Lancelot, he swore, would pay for the pain he'd inflicted. His voice sounded louder than intended when asked: "Is he truly okay?" "He's stable now and will be on his feet in a few days. Superhumans recover faster than normal people. And Canis, as a light-based Superhuman, will heal particularly quickly. There's just one thing..." Winston hesitated. "What is it?" Hubert cut in, impatient for clarity. "His wound is near the concentratio
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 35: Two Energy Systems.
"Call Caradoc here. Let's go observe that semi-conscious zombie over there." Hubert proposed."For what reason would you call Caradoc?" Gideon asked, a tad perplexed."His skill set includes control, and he could restrain those zombies for a sufficient amount for us to study. Besides, we should also expedite another hunt. The rate at which the zombies evolve is astonishing,hing and we've been far too lackadaisical. If they grow so strong we can't hunt anymore, we might as well await our inevitable demise." Hubert elaborated."I see your point. I will go and fetch Cara." Gideon acknowledged and left promptly. ‘Cara,’ it seemed they had become quite familiar over the last two months. Besides, it was no secret that Caradoc was fond of the wily older man, Gideon. A love triangle, perhaps? Hubert mused. Enda silently pined for Caradoc while Caradoc openly pursued Gideon – a classic tale of fraternal tragedy."What's got you chuckling?"Gideon's sudden question startled Hubert from his amu
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 36: Half-Zombie, Half-Superhuman.
Modern-day zombies are vastly different from those of two millennia ago, including the existence of semi-zombies. Hubert employed his Superpower toward the semi-zombie to establish a mental connection. He asked it:"Do you know what the other half of you is?"The semi-zombie shook its head. It communicated with Hubert via thoughts: "I don't know, but it might be a Superhuman. The energy is not very clear, so I'm uncertain. I'm unsure if it's the energy of a Superhuman or that of a zombie."Hubert nodded. He spoke:"What's your name, and how old are you for proper address? We can't always refer to you as 'this zombie' or 'that zombie.'""My name is Baron Derby, twenty years old.""So, we're of the same age."Hubert then turned to the others and said,"His name is Baron Derby. From now on, we should address him by his name for easier communication.""I knew that already."Caradoc responded with a pout, implying that he was already aware of Baron Derby's name, which wasn't surprising giv
Zombies Apocalypse: Too Late To Run! Chapter 37: Second Round of Zombie Hunting Campaign.
Five days had passed, and Canis had fully recovered. Their essentials for the impending hunt were packed and ready. As they awaited Caradoc's parasitic Superpower to work its magic on Baron and the two fourth-grade zombies, Hubert, on the other side, divided them into teams for better collaboration."As for the battle formations, we'll arrange ourselves as previously discussed." he detailed: "A team requires Superhumans for control, primary attack, support, and defense. Ideally, we should have two support members, but we're short on numbers, so we'll make do. We'll set off once Caradoc is done with the parasitic seeding.""Hopefully, that scoundrel Lancelot Anthony won't interfere this time.""Don't worry, and he's nursing his wounds. He won't have the leisure to vie for resources with us."Hubert declared with conviction. He was reasonably sure Lancelot wouldn't recover in such a short span. But he didn't rule out the possibility of a rapid healing Superhuman by his side. If a light-
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