Chapter 81
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 81
Chapter Title: Experimenting with Zombie Transformation on Test Subjects
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“Huh? ‘Me?’ What? ...Why? Don't tell me you're starting to like me...?”
“Eut♡ ...You rapist. You bastard.... Hnng....,
sob. Heut...♡ Don't toy with my heart too....
sob, sob.... That's too cruel.... Hauut♡
...P-Please. Don't say those lies.... Heut...♡”
Tears streamed down Park Si-eun's cheeks in two thin lines as she pleaded with me, sobbing pitifully.
After being threatened, beaten, and raped by me, now hearing whispers of love while getting fucked senseless—it must be tearing her apart inside.
Feelings she shouldn't have for me were starting to creep in, bit by bit.
In other words, my plan was working.
“It's not a lie. I really love you, you know?”
I toyed with her even more.
I could practically see her mind and spirit plunging into chaos and breaking down right before my eyes.
“...And then you play with me and toss me aside, eut, I'll...,
really.... I won't be able to take it.... Hieut♡ Just treat me like a sex slave...,
don't do that to me..., eut, make me feel pathetic...,
heut, don't deceive me.... Hieeuuut...♡”
'Ah, what a whiny bitch with a pussy, just like you'd expect.'
“Why would I toss you aside?
I'm gonna knock you up nonstop, no breaks, make you pop out kids left and right.
You're my pussy slave now, got it?
I'll keep impregnating you until you can't anymore.”
“Heut, ...Th-that. Hauut. Hnng...♡
Seeing me, just as an, heuuut..., impregnation factory..., hauut...♡”
I couldn't stand her whining anymore and let a bit of my true thoughts slip.
But instead, Park Si-eun's pussy clenched down hard around me.
A relieved expression crossed her face.
Even as she protested against being seen as a baby factory, deep down she must believe I won't discard her easily?
'She was really worried about me using her for a bit then dumping her...
But I'm the opposite.
I'm gonna squeeze her dry to the end.
...Your eggs are all mine, you slut.'
“From now on, I'm gonna fuck you senseless,
what the hell have you been saying?
Until your pussy and womb are wrecked,
I'm gonna keep pounding you raw.”
“Eut..., heut. Heeuuung...♡”
“And you're gonna raise the kids too.
I'll just keep getting you pregnant like crazy,
you handle the brats yourself.”
“Heuuut...♡ Hnng...♡”
“Why would you think I'd lie about that?
I really like you and love you.
And Si-eun, I told you to speak politely to your Master, remember?”
“...This is weird♡ ...Th-this is all so weird....
Heuuut...♡ I don't even know what's what anymore.... Hnngut....”
“Just keep it simple: I like you, I love you,
and you're my pussy slave.”
Park Si-eun's expression crumbled in confusion.
I turned her body around to face me and kissed her deeply.
Her pussy was still getting pistoned by my thrusting hips.
I kept whispering sweet words of love.
At some point, Park Si-eun wrapped her arms around my neck
and her legs around my waist, shifting into a full mating press.
Her petite frame made it easy to lift and hold her like this.
Her breasts rubbed against my chest,
and with both hands gripping her soft, squishy ass, I stood there slamming my cock up into her pussy.
“Hauuuk♡ Hauuut♡”
'It's almost time.'
I could feel it. Park Si-eun was about to go full ahegao, pass out from climax.
A bit more. A little more intensely.
As I slammed her pussy down, I thrust my hips up.
My cock thudded right into the deepest part of her womb entrance.
“Hauk...! Cumming alrea—...!”
Just a little more now.
The finale.
Almost there.
That's the feeling.
“Hauuut...! Heuk♡ Igguuuuut...♡ Haaang...! Oooook...!”
The moment she was about to break,
I timed it perfectly and unleashed a massive creampie straight into her womb.
In hentai manga or porn anime, they say cumming inside turns sex slaves mindless...
Who knows if it's true. Guess I'll experiment gradually.
All the strength drained from Park Si-eun's body, and she passed out.
Pathetically sticking her tongue out, she squirted urine all over me in orgasmic blackout.
Since we were in the shower with water running, her clear, pale piss washed right away.
Both Jeong Su-bin and Park Si-eun had blacked out.
I considered waking them to finish washing up, but changed my mind.
I rinsed myself off quick and left the shower, heading down via the secret passage to where the male prisoners were held.
First stop: Junchang's cell.
Chained spread-eagled in an X-pose, Junchang glared at me with rage, grinding his teeth.
“Kuhk..., you fucker. What do you plan to do with me?”
“Junchang. Hang tight a sec. I'll bring something that'll shock you.”
From Tower Floor 1—Project Zombie World—I'd killed a zombie, collected its blood.
Back in reality, I'd loaded 1ml into the smallest syringe from a pack I'd bought.
Of course, on the way back, I'd also pumped plenty of cum into Hye-jeong, Seo-yeon, and Hye-yeon's pussies, pampering them plenty.
It felt like almost two days since I'd seen them, so I was thrilled,
but my three pussy slaves whined about having just fucked and now again, it being exhausting.
Time hadn't passed on their floor,
so they thought I was pounding them nonstop without rest.
Come to think of it, I'd come to Floor 4 for new pussy slaves because my Floor 1 ones were worn out.
Anyway, after spoiling Hye-jeong, Seo-yeon, and Hye-yeon's pussies and grabbing the zombie blood, I returned to the Tower Floor 4 escape Tsukuru game world.
'Hmm, I initially thought of using Junchang, the super-genius character..., but this guy's completely untrustworthy. And dangerous.'
Per the story setting, Junchang was a once-in-a-generation genius developer and programmer—super useful as a subordinate or slave.
But I couldn't trust him at all.
With his skills, the moment he saw an opening, he'd try to kill me for sure.
'Can't use someone I can't control. Especially with all that hostility toward me.'
What if he snuck off to get revenge and built an Iron Man suit or something?
I'd get utterly wrecked and die.
Or he could fake research results and screw me over...
Too risky all around. Better as a zombie test subject.
In the holding cell, with all limbs secured by sturdy chains, I injected 1ml of zombie blood into Junchang's wrist.
The underworld ropes that had bound him were already stored in my Subspace Storage.
“...Wh-what? What did you inject into me? Poison?”
“Junchang. You're sacrificing for humanity.
Your sacrifice might be the first step to curing zombies in another world... or not?
I don't have the brains to make a cure,
so maybe it'll just make wiping them out easier.
Anyway, this'll be valuable research data.”
I was in the underground facility's Floor 4 lab, dressed in a white researcher coat and safety goggles.
Before coming, I'd checked myself in the mirror—
white coat and glasses made me look super intellectual, and I loved it.
From now on, zombie experiments in the cells: this outfit mandatory.
Junchang's transformation was being recorded on the lab's research camcorder.
I remembered movie scenes like this and figured it'd be good reference.
From Junchang's wrist, dark red veins began spreading like blotches.
“...Kuhk, ...Wh-what is this?
...What the hell did you inject into me?”
“Well..., too late to turn back now, so I'll tell you.
Know about the zombie virus?
Whether it's spores, parasites, or space bacteria—who knows.
Nothing confirmed yet....
The devs dropped some lore bait, but I wasn't that interested.
Probably a virus though.
Spreads through bodily fluids..., and whatever else.
Internet folks speculate virus too.
Nothing definite.
But we'll figure it out bit by bit—using you, right here.”
“...Wh-what bullshit is this?”
“Not like me to go all erudite and ramble, huh?
...Yeah, truth is, this is all straight from some internet blog post...,
I just read it aloud.
Figured since this is our last chat—you as this world's Junchang—
might as well talk a bit longer.
But the more I chat with you...”
“...Kuuuhk, cut the crap and untie me, you fuck...”
“...It really hits home that this world's inside the Tower.
Floor 1 felt pretty immersive, like reality,
but here, every time I see you and your friends' faces, it breaks immersion a bit.
Especially you. Hits hard.
The others aren't close, so it's kinda okay.”
“...Kuhhek, ...Untie me. Hurry...”
“I wondered if watching my 'friend' turn zombie would prick my conscience...
Nope. Not even a twinge.
The real-world Junchang's probably fine.
Still fielding calls from alumni about Kim Min-woo's funeral?
Or done with that, playing PC games?”