There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions of Starting a Harem

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Since the high level zombie was defeated, the low leveled ones broke their circle formation and ambled aimlessly. The forces pressuring them suddenly broke. Yan Zheng and Liang Ping immediately charged to where Ye Zhizhou was.

In a blink of an eye Liang Ping already reached Ye Zhizhou; one hand took hold of him from behind while another took out his scalpel to launch an attack at the tall thin man. Yan Zheng arrived one second later, his sword plunged in and his flame surged with its scorching heat.

"Quite interesting." The tall man hummed. His hand lightly waved and a strong gust of wind ripped up. There was a sound of metal clashing against metal, and when Ye Zhizhou turned his head he saw Liang Ping's scalpel just as it was blocked by chopsticks the tall man whipped out — Liang Ping's scalpel was also stuck inside the spiral line pattern of the chopsticks — it looked quite comical. On the other side the fire was blown askew by the wind but Yan Zheng's sword unerringly pierced through that thin man's big overcoat. Just when Ye Zhizhou thought Yan Zheng's attack was successful the coat tore and the lower hem was blown up by the wind, forcing Yan Zheng back to the warehouse door.

What a menace!

Ye Zhizhou's heart sank. He hurriedly spread out the spiritual force he gathered and turned it into a layer of silk, condensed them into needle-like shapes, and fiercely stabbed towards the thin man's brain. During all those, his hands never paused, one of his hands tried to blind the man and another hand pushed at the man’s chest. While Liang Ping's grasp on him dragged him away, Ye Zhizhou raised his leg and kicked the man's family jewels!

The thin man went stiff from Ye Zhizhou's sudden offensive. His head raised and his body leaned away to avoid his kick. Ye Zhizhou got him to loosen his hold, but the man's hand swiftly grabbed at his arm and pulled Ye Zhizhou right back to his embrace! That man seemed to sense the sharpened spiritual needles approaching since his yellowish pupils shrank — a somewhat weak spiritual force spread out quickly, forming a thin film of protection. It blocked Ye Zhizhou's needles from his brain!

Two spiritual forces clashed and both groaned in pain at the same time. The harsh wind around the thin man lessened as the tight grip on Ye Zhizhou loosened. Liang Ping quickly withdrew with Ye Zhizhou in hand while Yan Zheng took the chance to attack again and aimed his sword at the thin man!

"Stop, stop!" Ye Zhizhou endured his headache and yelled out in panic. His body moved faster than his thoughts, he threw himself in front of Yan Zheng. "He's on our side! Don’t attack!"

Yan Zheng stopped his offensive and the other man used this opening to retreat. Liang Ping ran to Ye Zhizhou and pulled him back to his side.

It was a strange stand-off.

The spiritual forces merged and twined together after clashing against each other, emitting ecstatic joy in his mind. The other man's force divided into several strands, reaching over as though coming home, and caressed his face.

As he expected…… Caught between laughter and tears he wiped his own face and patted the two men by his side to placate them. Ye Zhizhou gave the thin man gradually slowing down a once over from top to bottom. He couldn't suppress his smile, "Stop fighting for now. These two are my companions, and uh, what's your name?"

The other man looked puzzledly at him, he stepped forward unconsciously and covered his forehead.

"What is my name……." He muttered to himself. He had a moment of frustration before returning into his previous calm, his yellowish pupils only sank deeply for a moment as well before returning into a lighter colour, but his hand continued to clutch his forehead and the force he exerted made the skin there redden. The zombies around him seemed to be affected by his emotions and anxiously issued low growls.

"No! Don’t hurt yourself." Ye Zhizhou frightfully trembled at the sight of this. Recalling what he had found out earlier quickly dispersed the joy of meeting his lover again. "Were you bitten by a zombie? Come here, I'll give you medicine." Though he didn’t have the zombie antivirus, the marrow cleansing pill should be able to clear up the virus in his body. At any rate, he couldn't allow his lover to continue to deteriorate!

"Medicine?" The thin man halted all movements at Ye Zhizhou's words. His expression stayed calm, then, he unhurriedly took out a syringe loaded with fluid, skillfully readied it and injected it into his arm. He contentedly sighed, "That's right, I’m here looking for the machine to make a medicine."

Yan Zheng and Liang Ping gripped their weapon tighter when they saw his strange behaviour.

The light blue substance slowly entered through his arm and his bulging veins turned flat, his pale face regained its colour, his yellowish pupils darkened into a normal person's brown, his purple lips also became rosier. The corners of his lips slightly raised up, making him look extremely pleased.

Ye Zhizhou gaped at his changes. He pushed aside the two men standing in front of him and blurted out, "Wh-what did you inject yourself with? The zombie antivirus?!"

This can't be! That's not what the plot data said!

"No." The thin man threw away his syringe. His cold and harsh tone from before turned warm and gentle, and the look in his eyes were completely doused with harmlessness.

"It's just a half finished thing. Alright, come over here. I like the smell on your body, en, and also," While speaking he reached out his finger to the the spiritual threads rubbing against him, his expression looked intoxicated, "your ability is adorable. I really want to pry open your brain and see what your core stone looks like."

Ye Zhizhou's spiritual force whooshed back to his person. His throat felt dry, and he had to swallow a few times. His lover seemed a bit perverted.. What to do? He kind of want to say he didn't know him. Yan Zheng hurried to pull Ye Zhizhou back behind his body while Liang Ping was more direct, the scalpel in his hand was already flung towards the thin man.

The man accurately caught the incoming scalpel with his hands. He felt it out with interest, "Upgraded. Not bad, I like it." Then he returned it with an even faster speed.

He said to Ye Zhizhou, "My name's Zhong Qiu, what about you? What's your name?"

Zhong Qiu…… Ye Zhizhou felt his vision blackening. How come his lover is a cannon fodder in this life as well? Moreover he's the cannon fodder genius that must be well-protected! Ye Zhizhou held back his two companions who were about to spring into offense and sighed.

His head stretched out, he said helplessly, "I'm Liu Chen. Don’t attack my friends. This is not a place to talk, can we talk inside?"

Out here the zombies surrounded them. Though for some unknown reason they hadn't attacked this bunch of noisy humans, just the sight of these corpses scared him plenty.

Zhong Qiu's gaze swept over his hands that held Liang Ping and Yan Zheng's shoulder back. A yellowish shade emerged in the depth of his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed. He smiled, "Okay, let's go in."

All sorts of equipments were piled up inside the rather small warehouse. Ye Zhizhou set his eyes towards the huge equipment at the corner as soon as he entered and walked over to it without thinking.

A gust of wind blew and his waist was grasped tightly, returning him into Zhong Qiu's embrace. This time Zhong Qiu's grip was much more gentle, but even then, the words coming out of his mouth were nothing pretty, "You're already mine now, so you can't touch things you shouldn't be touching, okay?"

Ye Zhizhou stopped Yan Zheng and Liang Ping with a glance. He raised his hand to stroke Zhong Qiu's hand on his waist, maintaining a gentle expression as he said, "You must have come for this machine, right? Me too. I heard someone who would soon finish a vaccine in B city really needed this thing, I knew there was one here, so I wanted to take it to the B city….. The person needing this machine must be you?"

The grip on his waist tightened. The man's warm breath moved from the back of his head to his ears. "You wanted to give me a gift?"

Ye Zhizhou corrected, "—Wanted to give you 'this machine'……"

"How sweet of you." The slender fingers moved around his neck and stroked there in an ambiguous manner, then his fingers pinched his earlobe, settling then pointing at his temple, "But I want this part of you even more……"

The breath blowing on his face turned from warm to ice cold, the fingers on his temple also quickly became colder. Ye Zhizhou's heart tightened, he quickly grasped his hand and asked again, "Were you bitten? Let me go, I'll get you some medicine."

"Not bitten." His warm and gentle voice started to become cold and harsh again, though he tried to tone it down the flat voice cord gradually made his voice devoid of human emotions. "I just experimented on myself a bit, is all. To get rid of the tricky virus I have to know about it a bit more, don't you think?"

I think you bring bad luck! So he wasn't bitten by a zombie, it was he himself that courted death by using his own body to take in the virus?! Ye Zhizhou didn't know what to say, his hand clasped Zhong Qiu's tightly as if he was strangling the other man and his voice raised, "Let go! I can take the machine for you with my space! We'll go back and you'll hurry up to make that d∧mn vaccine. I don't like this horrible look at all!"

"Like?"

"I don't like it! Let me go!"

Zhong Qiu frowned and slowly released him. He looked down at his own hands, "You hate me like this?"

Ye Zhizhou packed up the machine with difficulty then glared at him. He walked over to Liang Ping and Yan Zheng, "Don't say anything about him being infected outside, I will fix him. You should go out and kill some zombies, take their cores. Don't forget to take your scent-hiding pills and don't go too far, I—"

His waist was gripped tightly again, strong winds blew on the sides of his body and his vision distorted for a moment. When the wind died out the warehouse door had closed shut and there were no traces of Yan Zheng and Liang Ping.

"Where are they?!"

Ice cold breath swept on his neck, moving dangerously, "Outside."

Ye Zhizhou's neck was licked lightly, his scalp slightly tingled, while his body unconsciously tensed, "Zhong Qiu, calm down a bit."

He definitely didn't want to challenge his tolerance of zombies by getting intimate with one! It's too hard to do!

"I like your taste," He tightened his grip and the ice cold breath moved towards Ye Zhizhou's ear, "so you'll also like me."

What sort of logic is this!?

His body was suddenly flipped — Zhong Qiu forced Ye Zhizhou's head up, locking his eyes with his yellowish pupils again. The corner of his clothes were pulled up, ice cold fingers explored underneath and stroked Ye Zhizhou's skin in an ambiguous manner.

"It's warm, feels so good." He leaned his head in like he was going for a kiss…

Even if that face is handsome! This ice cold touch and breath didn't feel good to him!

Ye Zhizhou's mind flooded with curses, he raised his hand when Zhong Qiu's grip loosened and forced the man's face away from himself. He tried hard to ignore the cold sensation on his back and said one word at a time: "Are you sure you can get it up?"

As far as he knew, the infected human's body temperature will always drop to zero. He reckoned that thing down there should be unable to perform.

Zhong Qiu's movement stopped. He slowly withdrew his hand from Ye Zhizhou's back while his eye color deepened and his voice turn cold. His eyes narrowed and he said threateningly, "You suspect that I can't?"

Ye Zhizhou lowered his head, looked at Zhong Qiu's non-responsive lower member, and shrugged. Just now he was only voicing his doubts but now he's sure that zombies can’t get it up.

"Liu Chen." He reached into his pocket again. He pulled out a light blue formula and skillfully injected it into his own arm. "You're screwed."

Strong winds gust up again, gushing around the two men's bodies. There was a loud sound of clothes ripping and Ye Zhizhou felt a light breeze on him, then, he caught sight of strips of familiar cloths. When he glanced down, his body already had nothing protecting it from coming into contact with the air.

"…Zhong! Qiu!"

The warehouse door suddenly burst open and a group of people crashed in. One gentle-looking young man with glasses was the first to come in and to be stunned by the situation inside. The guy couldn't help rubbing his eyes, he asked anxiously, "Le-leader.. Wh-what are you doing?"