Apocalypse: King of Zombies

Chapter 203 - 203: Professor, are you okay?

"Huh? What's that noise?" The old man furrowed his brows, his face darkening slightly as if he'd overheard someone muttering something about not letting him continue his re

If she became food, it would be excruciatingly painful.

But if she turned into a zombie, she might at least have a chance to bite the Awakener who had brought her here.

Her decision came quickly.

She pulled the medical tubes off her body and climbed out of bed. Slowly, she walked over to a sink and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Her face was gaunt, her skin dark and sallow, her hair brittle and yellowed. She looked malnourished, barely clinging to life.

How was this any different from being a zombie already?

With a resigned expression, she turned on the faucet.

...

Genesis Biotech's experiments had been disturbingly precise: humans infected with the virus would undergo zombification within five minutes.

It didn't take long for the blood-soaked feast to begin.

The outbreak started inside the lab.

An elderly professor had just taken a sip of tea and was in the middle of lecturing his students about zombies.

"Zombies can generally be categorized into five main types," he explained. "Body-enhancement types, strength types, agility types, psychic types, and special types. The first three are relatively straightforward. But if it's a psychic type, there's a high chance it could evolve into a Zombie King with strange and formidable abilities."

"Oh..." The students nodded attentively.

"And what about the special types?" one of them asked.

"Special types... well, those are even more extraordinary. They—" The professor suddenly broke off, coughing violently.

"Professor, are you okay?" one of the students asked, concern etched on their face. "You've been working too hard. Maybe you should rest."

"I'm... I'm fine," the professor wheezed, though his breathing had grown labored. The blood vessels in his eyes were visibly swelling, turning an alarming shade of red.

"Professor! Professor!" The students began to panic, their voices rising in alarm.

But the professor seemed dazed, his body swaying unsteadily as if he might collapse at any moment. He couldn't hear their words anymore.

"Quick! Get him to the infirmary!" one of the students shouted.

Two male students rushed forward to support the professor, each grabbing an arm.

"Raaagh—!"

A guttural roar erupted from the professor as he suddenly lunged forward, sinking his teeth into one of the students' necks.

Blood sprayed everywhere...