Xu Ningyu laid the corpse flat. He raised the cleaver and hacked off a large chunk of flesh from the fat man’s body.
He looked at Yuan Jing, who stood frozen in place, and offered a sinister grin that sent chills down the spine.
I stared intently at the screen, watching Xu Ningyu’s expression shift to satisfaction. He pulled out his phone, took a picture, and seemed to send it to someone.
Yuan Jing, trembling, gathered the pieces and stuffed them into their refrigerator.
Mad! Truly mad! It was only the first month, and they’d already resorted to cannibalism!
My hand shook as I switched off the feed. If Xu Ningyu had been a beast in my previous life, this version of him was a full-blown monster.
Remembering Xu Ningyu taking that picture, I pulled out my phone, unused for weeks.
Among the various official alerts was a message from Xu Ningyu, sent just this morning!
From that day onward, I received messages from Xu Ningyu almost daily.
They ranged from insults and taunts to pleas and feigned concern. I ignored them all.
He was testing to see if I was still alive.
As long as I didn’t respond, he shouldn’t come looking for me.
The complex was swarming with zombies. Xu Ningyu, being the selfish coward he was, would never risk his life just for revenge.