1095 DAYS BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE
Chp 34: Rat Hunting Game

CRASHES!

"Egh..."

CRASHES!

"Emgh!"

Zhara continued to cut off the finger of the blue-haired young man who managed to survive by biting his lips so as not to shout until all nine fingers of his hand had been cut off.

Zhara was also a little amazed by the young man for being able to endure the pain of having her finger cut out, to be honest this was beyond Zhara's expectations.

On the other hand, Michael and his other friends were horrified by Zhara's out-of-the-box actions, but they could only swallow their saliva and hope not to obtain the same fate as the blue-haired youth.

CRASHES!

"Emgh!"

The tenth finger had been cut off and the young man was finally able to breathe with relief.

"With this I've won, right?" said the young man with a breath.

"..... Of course you won... So with this you can get into the next game." said Zhara.

"Ha!? What does this mean!? Can't I leave if I win!?" said the young man with great annoyance to Zhara who was acting arbitrarily.

"I never said you could leave after winning, instead you would enter a game more exciting than before" Zhara said cunningly.

"You never said it was a jerk!!" the young man shouted furiously.

Zhara was annoyed at the screams of the young man who cut his ears open and then stuffed his mouth using the pliers he was holding.

"Can you shut your bastard's mouth?" zhara said coldly.

He then moved his pliers and clamped the tongue of the young man who was now so frightened with his eyes filled with terror.

"The second game is easy... If you're alive after I pluck your tongue out then you win and get out of here, not bad, right?" zhara said casually, but not with the half-dead frightened young man.

Can it still live after the tongue is removed? That is the impossible!

He might still be alive after his tongue was plucked, but it was only for a few minutes before he died miserably like a slaughtered chicken.

The young man grew increasingly rebellious and wanted to run away from the demon who tortured him, but Zhara signaled the three women to hold him even tighter.

Zhara then clamped her tongue violently using the pliers she had previously used to cut off the young man's finger, and with a single pull

CRESS!

The miserable young man's tongue was completely plucked out of the young man's oral cavity so much blood splashed in all directions and formed a fountain from within the young man's mouth.

Blood also soaked Zhara's clothes and face along with the three women who were also stained with the deep red blood.

They were actually very shocked by what happened, fire for their safety, they had to always follow Zhara's orders.

"Good end of the broken toy seems to.." muttered Zhara.

He was fed up and tired of the young man's attitude, so he ended it quickly to be able to play with the others.

"Because the toy that was previously broken, so I hope you can cheer me up even better." said Zhara then turned towards Michael and the others with faces filled with bloodstains.

They screamed, cried, begged and did all sorts of things to survive the clutches of Zhara they had taken for granted.

But all that was in vain because no matter how loud they shouted no one would hear them because of his large and soundproofed house.

There was no point in pleading with Zhara either because when Zhara had already decided then no one could refute her.

Zhara then chose a young man for her next torment, the young man she chose was terrified and kept begging Zhara for forgiveness, but Zhara ignored the young man's desperate pleas.

"Do you guys have any good ideas for the next game?" zhara said to the three women who were her secretaries.

They did not know what to give Zhara. It was natural because they were still normal and had no pleasure in one's suffering..

But looking at Zhara who asked them looked serious, and perhaps also this was a test from Zhara to them, so they had no other choice but to give some crazy advice that would make Zhara happy.

"W-What about a game of mouse hunting?" one of the women said nervously and hoped that her suggestion would attract Zhara's attention.

"Oh? Can you explain the game?" zhara was a little interested.

"The participant who will be the rat is released and must hide as soon as you as a hunter will look for the participant, if the participant is found then he must die." said the woman.

The recommended game is indeed good and will definitely make the participant will be very scared when hiding.

Zhara had indeed locked the entire exit door in the house, but because of the size of the house that was too large it would definitely take a long time.

At 23:32 which means it is almost midnight, Zhara can not spend too long until the morning when there are many people who are active.

".... Let's add the participants to 2 people" said Zhara.

The total number of people he wanted to torture was 6 people, 1 had already died miserably so now left 5 people including Michael.

So by choosing 2 young people will definitely save time, Zhara still leaves Michael and 3 young people for her next activity.

"But I also need the three of you to help me." said Zhara who made the three women very surprised.

"A-what do you mean sir? There's no way we're gonna"

"Of course you're going to be in this game as a hunter." Zhara said, cutting off the woman's words.

Zhara then walked to the warehouse to pick up the toolbox that was full of sharp tools such as hammers, saws, drills, and so on.

"Choose your weapons." said Zhara.

The three of them had no other choice but to follow Zhara's orders as their master, if they were not prepared to kill then they would be the ones to be killed.

The first woman chose a hammer and a nail, the second woman a drill and a screwdriver while the third woman chose a rope and a knife.

Zhara smiled looking at those who were quick to adapt to the environment and willing to do anything to live were no exception to kill humans.

They were the perfect people during the Apocalypse. They are not naive and always based on kindness and justice, they will do anything to survive, that kind of attitude is what deserves to survive in the Apocalypse.

It seemed like Zhara had to consider them as her subordinates...

Zhara turned her gaze toward Michael and his increasingly frightened friends and chose one of the young men to join her game of poaching...

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

...𝐽𝑖𝑘𝑎 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑚𝑢𝑘𝑎𝑛 𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑜 𝐴𝑡𝑎𝑢 𝐾𝑒𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑎𝒉𝑎𝑛 𝐷𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑚 𝑃𝑒𝑛𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑛, 𝑇𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑎𝒉𝑢 𝐴𝑢𝑡𝒉𝑜𝑟 𝐿𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑡 𝐾𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑓 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑡 𝐷𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖...