Apocalypse: The Little Tree Spirit Just Wants to Cuddle

My name is Lin Jiuyao, and I’m a tree spirit who has cultivated for twelve hundred years.

I was just about to ascend and become an immortal when that damned Heavenly Dao struck me with lightning and sent me into the apocalypse.

Zombies are everywhere, spiritual energy is as polluted as gutter oil, and I’ve got just one-tenth of my demonic power left.

The Heavenly Dao says I have to purify the evil energy before I can go back? Fine, but I want extra pay.

Then it tied a marriage thread around me. My match is a human military officer glowing with golden merit.

My eyes lit up on the spot: Isn’t this a walking power bank?

So I wrapped my arms around his waist and refused to let go. “You’re my boyfriend now.”

His face turned red all the way to his neck. “Y-you... calm down.”

What’s there to calm down about? Dating in the apocalypse is all about efficiency.

Later, his teammates asked what I saw in him.

I smiled. “His golden glow, how nice he is to kiss and cuddle, and how I can level up while lying down.”

Got a problem with that? Go find one of your own.

Content warning: This is a new story by an amateur author. I’m doing my best to make the logic hold together, so just enjoy reading. I’ll be revising it often.