2 Increased intimacy

Howard's hanging heart finally settled down. The system indeed did not deceive him, the female zombie did not eat him after all. The stewardess zombie licked one side of his neck, then with both hands supported Howard's chin, making him tilt his head back, and then began to slowly lick his chin, Adam's apple, all the way down... not missing a single patch of skin. His head was almost burrowing into his own collar.

If anyone saw this scene, they would surely think it was some enchanting little demon seducing Howard.

"Could it be... sweat?"

Howard then realized, the licking was not the female zombie's way of expressing friendship, but rather, it seemed she required Howard's sweat.

At this moment, a line of text appeared beside the stewardess zombie:

[Name]: Miranda

[Level]: Ordinary Low-Level Zombie

[Cultivation Potential]: S-grade

[Intimacy]: 0 (Increasing intimacy allows for new skills to be obtained)

[Hunger]: 83% (At 0% hunger, it indicates satisfaction, at 100%, it indicates extreme hunger)

As Miranda licked the sweat from his neck, her hunger decreased bit by bit. Now, she had finished licking the middle and began licking the other side. Watching Miranda lick him like a little cat, Howard, with uncertain hands, mustered the courage to gently support her waist.

Such a thin, soft waist, it felt like his hands could close around it if he applied a bit more force. Seeing Miranda did not resist, Howard grew a bit bolder. His hand slowly caressed Miranda's smooth back, from the curve of her shoulders, down her back, and then all the way down to her tight skirt.

Hisss... that sensation! So perky and bouncy! If he were to smack it hard, he wondered what wonderful sounds Miranda would make?!

Seeing Miranda had no reaction to his excessive behavior, Howard, with a hint of wickedness, slid his hands further down along the tight skirt, touching her white, smooth thighs. They were cool to the touch and very smooth, making it very comfortable to stroke.

Just as his hands were about to explore inside the tight skirt along her thighs, Miranda suddenly looked at Howard, her hands pinching his face, and their eyes met. It was then that Howard really had the chance to carefully observe the zombie girl straddling him.

A pair of gray-white eyes, slightly curved eyebrows, and a delicate face with fine features. Her pink lips slightly parted, revealing a pink tongue, as if ready to lick every inch of sweat from Howard's skin clean. She wore no makeup, but even bare-faced, and despite the negative aspects of being a zombie, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman Howard had ever seen.

After the licking just now, the purple, tree-like veins spreading across her neck had faded significantly, hard to distinguish without close inspection. Even if someone said she was a living person, it would be believable—except for her eyes, which had not fully recovered.

"Why... are you looking at me like that? What... what's wrong?" Howard felt a shiver down his spine under Miranda's intense gaze.

While he asked this, his hands guiltily withdrew from underneath Miranda's tight skirt. "Uh..." Gulp! Slurp! Miranda's eyes were fixed on Howard's mouth, his words cut off. As he was still speaking, Miranda immediately seized the opportunity to press her lips against his, her slippery tongue fiercely exploring and greedily sucking.

"Hm? Saliva works too?!" Miranda was too strong, Howard couldn't break free at all. Moreover, to be kissed forcefully by such a stunning beauty... no matter how you look at it, it was a win, right?!

From the moment Miranda was bound to the system, she ceased to attack Howard and instead began to lick his sweat. She was no longer a zombie in the strictest sense. Instead, she became a being somewhere between humans and zombies—a subhuman, if you will. It just appeared that her zombie traits outnumbered her human ones, that's all.

"Slow down, I can barely breathe!" Howard gasped for air, caught in a mix of discomfort and pleasure, wanting to step out of the closet for a breath of fresh air. However, his vision was completely filled by Miranda's pretty face, leaving him unable to see his feet. He stumbled and fell backward to the ground. Even then, Miranda showed no signs of letting him go after taking advantage of him.

Miranda, straddling Howard, suddenly lifted her head. By then, the purple veins on her body were completely invisible, and her gray-white eyes seemed to reveal faint black pupils. "Let me drink some water, and then we can continue, okay?!" Howard tried to get up.

"Roar!" Miranda bared her snow-white, neat teeth at him with a growl. Then, pouting, she firmly grasped Howard's wrists with her little hands, forcefully pinning them to the floor. A slight smirk of triumph appeared on her face. She then bit Howard's shirt collar and pulled it up to his chest.

Miranda began to lick the sweat from his collarbone as if she were savoring a delicacy, moving from the chest, to the belly button, the abdomen, and downwards...

At this point, Miranda and Howard's intimacy was at zero, coupled with a high level of hunger.

So, her primary demand now was to have a full meal. Clearly, the amount of sweat was too little, and the substances she needed within it were pitifully scarce. Saliva was somewhat more abundant, but still far from sufficient.

Due to the intimacy level of 100, Miranda would not do anything to harm Howard, such as cutting his fingers or biting through his skin—all of that was off the table. However, if Howard were to interfere with her feeding, it seemed unlikely he would be successful.

"Hey, you're not going to... Damn it! Hiss..." Quickly, Howard realized Miranda's ultimate goal, and he couldn't help but tense up nervously.

"Roar!" Miranda growled at Howard again. Like a dog guarding its food, she lowered her head and took him in her mouth, her expression as if to say: This food I found on my own merit, why shouldn't I eat it?! She indeed knew where to look; the most abundant source aside from blood was right there. It could even be said that its purity was billions of times higher than that of blood.

Now, with his hands firmly pinned down by Miranda, Howard watched as she did as she pleased with him. Half an hour later, after eating twice, Miranda's pupils had completely returned to black. She sat emotionless and dazed next to Howard.

Howard looked at Miranda again, and the data beside her reappeared:

[Name]: Miranda

[Level]: Ordinary Low-Level Zombie

[Cultivation Potential]: S-grade

[Intimacy]: 5 (Increasing intimacy allows for new skills to be obtained)

[Hunger]: 0 (At 0% hunger, it indicates satisfaction; at 100%, it indicates extreme hunger)

Intimacy increased by 5 points! Hiss... Was it her getting full that increased the intimacy, or was it because of those billions? Howard thought he needed to find an opportunity to test this out. Not for anything else, just for pure scientific research!