Falling: How to Survive as a Cannon Fodder

HTSCF CH 007 Dealing with a plot hole wasn't in the job description...

Seeing such a gathering of death and decay, rotten body parts, missing body parts, the nauseating smells, and the sounds the zombies made, Jun couldn't help but feel like throwing up. "Ugh..."

"Still not used to it, baby?"

Unlike most people who had become desensitized to zombies even before the apocalypse happened from watching movies or shows or reading novels and manga, it was impossible for Jun.

Quite literally, he couldn't stomach zombies. Like most, he watched the films and tv shows out of a morbid fascination but he only ever lasted five minutes before stopping. There was something good about having to deal with zombies though, a reward.

"I deserve some milk tea after this."

Azel smiled when he heard this and rubbed Jun's hair affectionately. How could he have mistaken Dahlye for Jun. She abhorred milk tea and he had even believed it was a change of tastes that resulted from growing up. Had he been deluding himself after making such a stupid mistake? Or was this another plot hole the creator didn't want to address?

"I'll make this quick, baby, so you can get your milk tea asap."

After saying so, Eli jumped down into the mass of zombies with his dual swords and started a massacre. Azel wouldn't be outdone and held a hand up before clenching his fist into a crushing motion. Jun watched him with admiration as several zombies down below had their brains crushed without being touched.

Being a zombie emperor was pretty nice, not having to worry about turning into a zombie, much less one going on the attack. Wasn't Eli afraid that others would notice how the zombies backed away in fear? A psychic ability was nice too, relatively rare. Depending on the level of the ability user, one could kill zombies from a distance and within a wide range. Ability users also had thicker skin, reinforced by their various abilities, so they could form a layer of a shield to prevent zombie infection.

As for him, alas, he was but a normal person. Jun smiled self-deprecatingly and shot down a zombie with his crossbow. He could only hit one zombie at a time, his range was limited and he was definitely susceptible to being infected.

|System, if I turn into a zombie, does that count as dying?|

|... Uh, that's a very good question, dearest Host! Why didn't you ask before, uwu? Now I have to go check...|

System 00 went on standby to go read his manual. Jun didn't ask before, because he assumed it would count as dying, but with the recent development of the plot hole, he had to be sure. After all, there was a zombie emperor who wasn't a zombie but couldn't die. With all the harems popping up, he was also beginning to question whether he was in a zombie apocalypse world or just a smutty world, having completely forgotten this was an R-18 novel where 65% of it was smut.

|Ahem, dearest Host, I have checked. Turning into a zombie doesn't equate to death, but you will no longer be in control of your actions.|

In Jun's opinion, that was better than nothing. Worst, he could maybe last a few more seconds or minutes before real death.

Within expectations, as the battle raged on, more and more people began to notice the strangeness of Eli and the way he fought. He didn't use any abilities and he seemed to have endless stamina. Even Azel had to absorb some nuclei to replenish his strength.

"What kind of ability does Eli have?" Azel asked. Jun could only laugh awkwardly and pretend to aim. "You don't know?"

"Is it important to know?"

"..."

A distance away from where Azel and Jun stood, Dahlye and her harem had also taken notice of Eli. They were all stunned as they watched the man walk casually through all the zombies and cut them down as if he was slicing butter, a bored expression on his face. Dahlye's face was especially livid, as she seemed to be ascertaining the man's identity.

Where had the plot gone wrong? If the man was who she believed him to be, he shouldn't be here at this time, killing the zombies with them. Just where had the plot gone wrong? From the beginning...

Was it from the beginning? Then it had to be because of him—Jun Taylor. Dahlye bit down on her bottom lip, drawing blood. Gerard saw this and gently raised her chin to lick at her lips. "Darling, don't bite too hard. You're bleeding."

Dahlye pouted and clung onto Gerard's arm. "I've been wronged, Gerard."

"Who has wronged you?"

"Yeah, who has wronged you!?" The male yandere repeated.

"Tell us, baby doll, we'll make sure they pay." Harem member #7 interjected.

"It's..." Dahlye paused and frowned, looking even more pretty and pitiful with her teary eyes.

"Say it, baby." Another harem member insisted, unable to resist that face. If they weren't in the middle of a zombie tide, he would have already tried to jump her bones.

"It's my twin brother..."

"Where is he? I'll kill him!" It was hard to tell amongst the men surrounding Dahlye just who said that, but it was more than likely the male yandere.

"No, he's my brother..." Dahlye shook her head slowly, eyes downcast, showing a defeated look.

"Brother or not, I can't forgive him for wronging you!" A bunch of heads nodded in synchrony. None of them had bothered asking how Dahlye had been wronged.

The people subjected to such a display of flowers, hearts, pink bubbles, and a glittering background felt blinded. Oriana, who had also witnessed the entire thing, shook her head. Though she had her harem of men, there were only three men and she didn't behave this way with them. When she had the chance she would find Jun and give him a warning. Whatever may have caused the change, be it the apocalypse or otherwise, she knew that this Dahlye was no longer her kind-hearted best friend.

Despite the zombie tide arriving 3 days earlier than the original plot, it passed over Silver Base like a breeze and not a tornado with the aid of zombie emperor Eli. Base management was so impressed, they wanted to reward him with some benefits, which included a "home base" that he gladly accepted. His only requirement was that there be only one bedroom with a king-sized bed.

They moved into the house that night and Azel somehow managed to sneak his way in, too. You could say Eli was tolerant, but he just wanted to watch Azel suffer from Jun's indifference, having forgotten that he was only a little better off than Azel.

Jun was just thinking these two shields were very useful. As thanks, he would allow them to take advantage of him a little. But why did it feel like he was selling himself?

|That's because you are, dearest Host.|

|...|

He had a bottom line, though. Some kissing and light touching was fine, but anything more would have to wait until he sorted through his feelings, if he had any. Jun was still an innocent virgin.

|... For now.|

|System, was that evil intent I heard? Aren't you supposed to be on my side?|

|What are you talking about, dearest Host? This system is always on your side!|

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A/N: I quite like Oriana, the misunderstood "love rival."

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