Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The turbid hunger rushes like waves, and the endless desire to eat is tearing, burning, and wailing deep in the body.

I'm hungry.

Every cell in the body was about to move, teeth and stomach pouches were aching, eager to taste the taste of fresh blood.

Ge Xiu sniffed the enticing scent at the end of his nose, his saliva was secreting constantly, and there was only one thought in his mind whirling.

...So hungry.

Want to eat...

I really want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat...

Xie Shili gritted his teeth and pressed the elbow joint ring against the zombie's lower jaw. The bones of his shoulder and arm made a gurgling sound caused by excessive pressure.

He barely supported it with skill, but the distance between each other was still shortening inch by inch.

Under the amazing power of zombies, humans have almost no power to fight back.

The young man’s gray eyes were half-open, staring at the man in front of him unfocused, his throat let out a depressed roar, no trace of reason remained in the depth of the inorganic eyes, only primitive greed and appetite were left. .

This look is so familiar.

Since the end of the world, zombies have swept across the planet, Xie Shili has been seeing this kind of eyes appearing in the eyes of human beings who were laughing, breathing, and crying hours ago. That kind of almost crazy hunger overwhelmed reason and emotion. Existence, only the deserted and primitive desire to eat—children, young girls, old people, pregnant women, who are bitten, all become such monsters.

Driven endlessly by appetite, he rushes madly at his own kind.

Regardless of whether they are their relatives, friends, or lovers, in their eyes, there is only one identity left: food.

Xie Shili has seen it too many times.

From the panic and fear at the beginning, to the habit and indifference later on.

Xie Shili didn't know why he would repeat the same mistakes.

Every time, his reason is admonishing himself.

It is a zombie.

It is a monster that feeds on humans.

However, every time Xie Shili saw that pale, young, and ignorant face, a small piece of his heart would collapse unknowingly.

He forced himself not to think, not to imagine that the other party was once a human being. He forced himself to examine the other party's clothes covered with dried blood, the appearance of brutally crushing the head of a zombie, and the inhuman gray pupils.

But even so, there is always a slight voice in the ear, whispering quietly:

This time...maybe...

Xie Shili admitted-throbbing has always existed, he just deliberately didn't think deeply.

So every time this voice appeared, he would be forced to press it with cold reason.

But next time, this voice will come up quietly again, like endless distracting thoughts, endless weeds.

However, some truths are unbreakable.

Some instincts cannot be overcome.

Xie Shili could hear the overwhelming rubbing sound of his shoulder bones, the distance between the other's hungry lips and his neck was shortened a little bit, and the zombie's joy in eating became more fierce.

The sharp cone of ice slowly solidified in mid-air, and its tip touched the fragile temple of the zombie.

After the young man lost his reason and became a low-level creature dominated by appetite, he also lost his instinctive sense of defense. Instead, he was full of food, not caring about his own safety.

His toughness is vulnerable at this moment.

As long as Xie Shili's thoughts move, it can instantly pierce the skin and crush the skull, and its own crisis will be solved.

He will learn a lesson that he will never make a second mistake in his hunting career after that, and he will never have naive and ridiculous expectations, thinking that the monster has the possibility of turning back into a human being.

Xie Shili stared at the face that was close at hand.

The skin was pale and bleeding, the cold and out-of-focus gray eyes were half-dangling, and the dark eyelashes were dense and long, forming a haze for the eyes, covering the crazy, unreasonable brutality under them.

He can smell the blood coming from the opponent.

Zombies are zombies, and humans are humans.

This point will not be changed.

Any extravagant hopes that go against instinct and nature are destined to be nothing but illusion.

The tip of the ice cone was close to the opponent's skin, and the cold sharp edge flickered under the light, waiting for an order.

Xie Shili bit his teeth fiercely, and he could almost taste the rust spreading in his mouth.

However, without knowing why, he just couldn't...make up his mind.

Obviously... very simple things are right.

It seems that there is a string loosely wound around his hand, it looks fragile, as if it breaks when it is stretched, but at the critical moment, he can't do anything, forcing his fingers to press down, really pulling the trigger, and going past the end. The point of no return.

Aching and tingling pain came from the arm, and the loss of physical strength and tremor gradually increased.

The naive and faint voice in his brain is still noisy, even though his rebuttal voice is louder, it still cannot completely suppress that voice.

That's it.

Just treat it as if he's eating bad luck.

The ice cone dissipated in the air without a trace.

Xie Shili closed his eyes, his arm finally lost the strength of support, and fell freely-at that moment, every second seemed to be stretched into a century, and he finally began to let himself indulge in fantasy.

What if... did not meet in the last days?

Is he a college student? Or an office worker? Does he also have a few friends who have known each other for a long time? Or a close lover?

Is it introverted or extroverted? what do you like? What do you dislike?

In any case, Xie Shili knew that he would never have a chance to figure it out again.

A sigh squeezed from his throat.

In the next second, his cold lips fell on the warm neck, like a silent kiss from death.

Ge Xiu's movements involuntarily paused, and his drooping eyelashes flicked slightly, as if he had sensed something.

In the chaos, he vaguely heard a sigh.

It's like an illusion, fleeting.

It was not very clear, as if it could be covered by a louder voice in an instant, but it clearly passed through the thick and fuzzy membrane and successfully passed to the depths of his consciousness.

He can feel the soft and warm skin on his lips. He knows that with a gentle tap with his teeth, he can tear the fragile layer and taste the sweet and juicy muscles and blood under it.

How delicious.

Ge Xiu opened his mouth and held the opponent's shoulder, but he didn't bite it for a long time.

He felt something clamoring in his brain.

Several vague faces appeared in front of him one by one. Ge Xiu couldn't see the other's facial features, but he knew clearly-they are all the same person-including this person who was pushed to the ground by himself, they are all-

Ge Xiu began to think hard, hard, and dull.

……what is it then?

The pain as expected does not come in the future.

Xie Shili opened his eyes in astonishment.

The young man’s head was lying on his neck and biting his shoulder loosely with his teeth. His skin could feel the cold teeth, lips, and tongue tip of the other party-but he stopped at that moment, sinking. The ground pressed on Xie Shili's body, motionless like a stone, as if thinking, and as if sleeping.

How can this...

Xie Shili's brain went blank for an instant, and he suddenly didn't know what he should think.

The instinctive appetite in the body was still burning fiercely, but Ge Xiu finally found a trace of reason.

He propped up his body with his arms, condescendingly, carefully looking at the human being pressed under his body.

After a few long seconds, Ge Xiu finally recognized the opponent's face.

——It is the top-quality reserve grain that I have caught.

Moreover, his head still doesn't shine.

So... if you eat it now, there will be no more. Not only will he not be able to eat the opponent’s spar, but he will also never find an ability that smells so delicious, even the one who lures high-level zombies. The bait is gone!

——Can't eat yet, can't eat, can't eat.

Ge Xiu persuaded himself over and over again in his heart.

But still hungry.

Since eating the spar of the mutant zombie, the anxious feeling of hunger has tortured him all the time, like a dark flame, rolling and spreading in his body, bringing up the instinct that makes the zombie crazy. Impulsively, silently urged him to hunt and eat.

Ge Xiu swallowed.

He looked at Xie Shili, the warm and lively tempting smell lingered on the other party's body, and a vague idea gradually emerged in his mind.

Since I can't eat...

Is it okay to lick it?