My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse

"Yes," the girl nodded her head like a pecking bird.

Justin sat on a couch and sip a tea with his eyes closed. However, he saw everything happening around him.

GrandPa Philip, Sam and Lola stared at Justin every second. Lola pinched Sam and whispered.

"Do you think he's OK? Maybe he's faking it."

Sam shook his head. "I think he has turned into one of those frightened eating people."He shivered, thinking of the zombies.

"Are you sure?" she panicked, clenching Sam's clothes.

"Yes! How could such a man live with that kind of injury? It's only two days. If he's not a zombie, then what? I won't believe it if he said he is not one of them." Sam snorted.

Pa!

Ouch!

"Why did you do that?" Sam looked at Philip with his eyes blinking, feeling wrong.

GrandPa Philip looked at him and scold. "Stop with your nonsense. If you see a zombie, can't you wait and talk all this your nonsense? I bet you will be the first person to cry for your mama."

"That's impossible." Sam had tears in the corner of his eyes. "I-I will take my weapon and cut off their head." He held his tears and cracked his knuckles. His eyes shone with determination.

"Really, I don't think — zombies are here! Zombie," Grandpa Philip cried in panic, jumping back.

En!

Ah!

"Where! Save us, grandpa!"

"Mother!"

The two cried in a high-pitched voice, echoing in the basement. Sam and Lola scrambled after grandpa Philip, hiding behind his back, closing their eyes. A Chuckle escaped from Justin's lips while grandpa Philip couldn't hold his laughter.

Hahahahahah.

"I told you, you are a coward. See you hiding behind a girl."

Sam and Lola opened their eyes slowly and looked at the surroundings with wide eyes. They saw grandpa laughing on the couch with no traces of zombies. Lola looked at Same eyes and held his hand.

"You're not a coward. You're just afraid."

"Hahaha. What is the difference between being a coward and being afraid? Humph!" Grandpa Philip gulps a large bottle of beer without caring about Sam's feelings.

Sam bit his lips tightly, and his eyes reddened. Tears dripped from the corner of his eyes. He wanted to cry for his parents, but he knew it would make grandpa look down on him. He jacked his hand from Lola's hand and sat quietly on the far side of the room.

"L-Lola, don't try… to console him. He should learn to be a man." Grandpa Philip mumbled with a bottle in his mouth.

"But we're kids." Lola pouted.

"Fine. Do you want to die as a kid?"

Lola closed her mouth and looked at the room for a moment and sat beside grandpa and took some biscuit and ate it without raising her head. The room descended in an abrupt silence, everyone in their world.

"Isn't that a bit too much?" Justin whispered, opening his eyes.

"Too much." Grandpa raised his head and looked Justin straight in the eyes. "If they don't learn the cruelty of the world soon, they will follow their parents sooner than expected."

Hmm!

Justin knew what the old man said was true. He looked at the two kids and sighed. He gulped down his tea in one swing and stood up. He looked at Sam and said.

"Do you want to learn how to fight those beasts?"

Sam raised his head slowly and looked at him for a moment, and nodded. "Yes. They took my parents. I want to make them pay."

"Good!" He turned and looked at Lola. "What about you? Do you want to continue hiding behind someone else's back and can't protect yourself until you're eaten by those things? Hmm?"

Lola's eyelashes trembled. She bit her lips and stuttered. "I-I want to. I want to be strong and kill them. But—"

"She fears blood." Sam added.

Grandpa Philip stopped drinking his beer and looked at Justin with a smile. He nodded slightly and resumed his drinking. Justin moves closer to Lola and bends on one knee.

"Don't be scared of blood. You must be scared of those things taking your blood. Not you getting scared of seeing their blood. Do you want to see them take your blood?"

Lola shook her head vehemently.

"Good. Then you must take their blood. Only when you take their blood can you keep your blood." He reached over and touched her hair, and ruffled it slowly.

"With each blood you take. You're avenging your family and friends. Do you want to disappoint your family and friends by not taking enough blood when you see them again?"

Lola shook her head, tears dripping from her eyes. Her eyes reddened. She sniffed. "No. No. I will surely take enough blood to make sure my parents are proud of me."

"Good. That is my beautiful Lola." Justin smiled. He stood and stared at grandpa Philip.

"I think it is time for us to leave. Don't you agree?"

"I know. But don't those things are getting rampant. More beasts are entering the city." Grandpa Philip shivered.

"That's the more reason for us to look for shelter. We can't fight them alone."

"Fine. I guess this old bone will die fighting." He dropped the bottle and looked at Sam and Lola. "What are you waiting for? Get packing. We're moving."

Amid the desolate street, only the whistling of wind echoed in the street. Everywhere was quiet, with burnt vehicles and broken glasses scattered on the ground. Four people were moving while trying to make no sound. One young man, an old man and two kids. A boy and girl.

"When you see those zombies? What did I teach you to do?" Justin whispered.

"Hold our breath, stay where we are and wait for your command." Lola and Sam chorused.

"Good!"

"Are you sure this is a good id—" Grandpa, a loud cry interrupted Philip's words.

Hundreds of zombies rushed out from the buildings with their crude weapons raised in the sky.

Lola and Sam panic. They open their mouths to cry when they hear Justin's stern voice.

"What did I teach you.?"

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