Apocalypse Descends: I’m Going to Build a Safe House

One slash, then another. Even as blood poured from my body, those frenzied eyes and screams left me powerless to do anything but collapse. My name is Ye Ming, but I can no longer move. I watched the people rushing in madly as they dismembered me. Among them were my own father and my half-brother! Among the swaying figures at the doorway, there seemed to be a sweet, delicate voice, so familiar to me. “Ye Ming, what happened to you?” It was Bai Wanting, the woman of my dreams. Had she come to save me? I vomited blood. There was no way I could survive, but the cruelest part was that those crazed people had already hacked through my thighs and arms. They grinned viciously, as if they were looking at food they hadn’t seen in ages. Bai Wanting walked up to me, looking pitiful. “Ye Ming, don’t blame me! I had no choice. One of us had to go, didn’t we?” Thwack!