Became A Necromancer In a Zombie World

"Haang…! Mister…!♥"

Yoo Ha-yeon, drunk on alcohol, was more aggressive than usual, making it even hotter than I imagined.

As she absorbed the alcohol, her body heated up, pulling me into an embrace, her hips moving sensually on top of me.

"I love it…! I love your cock, mister…!"

Her voice, muffled against my neck as she hugged me, tickled my ears.

I kneaded her ass, sucking on her breasts under her lifted shirt, enjoying her hip movements.

And when I felt like I was about to cum, I just shot my load into her womb without warning.

"Haah♥"

Gulp, gulp.

As I came without warning, my cock spurted out cum, and Ha-yeon's pussy tightened around it in response, as if it knew I was unloading my seed.

She convulsed to climax in sync with my timing, her third orgasm.

'This never gets old.'

Fresh top-grade Korean beef, fresh vegetables, paired with fine wine – a satisfying meal.

And then, to hold a sexy, beautiful woman in my arms and freely release my cum.

"Ha, ha, …mister. Mmm, chup. Churup."

After her third climax, Ha-yeon, still in the throes of ecstasy, hugged my neck, rubbing her breasts against me and kissing me deeply.

Her pussy still twitched, squeezing out the last drops of cum from my cock.

I sat comfortably on the sofa, enjoying her movements, our tongues intertwined.

Today felt like I was being served.

Usually, I'm the one doing the hip work, but today, after dinner, Ha-yeon took the initiative, inserting my cock into her hole, promising to make me feel good.

'Maybe she's decided on something, given how she even organized the furniture.'

Either way, the result was splendid.

It's great to move my hips, but being served like this is just as amazing.

Feeling like I'm ravaging a beauty with my cock is thrilling, but being served like a king is just as euphoric.

—Ding.

As I shot my load into Ha-yeon's pussy, a scheduled message popped up.

I immediately pressed to enhance.

[ Name: Yoo Ha-yeon

Traits: Body Enhancement (S)

Servant Progress: 12%

Affection towards Master Lee Seo-ho: 84%

Current State: Climax, Anxiety, Dependency, Sleepiness. ]

I had already cum in her womb nearly ten times, but her servant progress was still at 12%.

'Maybe it needs to reach 100%. What happens then?'

Curious, but to find out, I'd need to fuck her more.

"Ha, …mister, did it feel good?"

As I checked her servant stats, Ha-yeon, kissing my cheek, asked me, her face flushed from either arousal or alcohol.

"It was the best, but you were really proactive today."

"Well, you fed me such delicious food and kept me safe… this is all I can do for you."

So that's why she took the lead today.

"I'm glad you think so highly of me."

"Hehe…"

Ha-yeon smiled shyly, snuggling into my embrace.

The moment after intense sex, feeling her soft, warm body, was incredibly addictive.

"But where did you get such fresh food?"

Suddenly, Ha-yeon asked.

I figured she'd be curious.

In this zombie apocalypse, with no electricity, there's no way to keep food fresh.

To explain, I'd have to reveal my abilities.

"There's a way."

I decided not to explain fully.

"…Is it hard to tell me?"

Ha-yeon looked up at me cautiously.

Her pretty face almost made me spill the beans, but I had just shot my load.

Right now, I was more rational than ever.

"You just need to trust me. I'll take care of you."

I just smiled kindly and said that.

"…Take care of me."

At the word 'take care,' Ha-yeon's eyes sparkled, and her cheeks turned red.

She smiled happily and snuggled deeper into my embrace.

"Yes…"

It seemed too soon to reveal my abilities to her.

Ha-yeon wouldn't betray me, but in this zombie world, a space where food replenishes daily would be coveted by all.

Even if Ha-yeon didn't want to tell, there are countless ways to find out.

So, it's better not to disclose it.

After all, I'm the only one who can move freely among the zombies, so most of the actions will be mine.

I won't reveal my abilities to her yet.

"Then, after a little rest, shall we go for round four?"

"Eek♥"

I squeezed her breasts, initiating our fourth round.

. . .

'Maybe it's a base skill…'

After sending Ha-yeon to sleep after our fifth round, I went back downstairs.

It was past midnight.

Back downstairs, I saw the food we had eaten, including the high-quality Korean beef, was replenished.

'With just the two of us, we won't have to worry about food for life.'

Of course, for something new to appear, something had to be consumed.

For example, untouched canned food didn't replenish; only the food we consumed was replaced after midnight.

But with such a variety, there was more than enough for two.

Plus, if fresh food showed any signs of spoilage, it would be considered consumed and replaced.

Like melted ice cream in the freezer.

'Melted stuff disappears.'

And the disposal of spoiled food was handled perfectly.

I didn't even need to throw away the melted ice cream; some unknown force would make it disappear.

It was like a game system.

"This could definitely be useful…"

Consumable items that replenish.

Meaning, no matter how much we eat, the food will be back the next day.

We could eat freely without affecting our food supply.

"Good, let's use this as bait."

Honestly, I've been thinking about how to screw over those military bastards and the dorm guys.

Especially since I saw from my pigeon scouting that their food situation was getting dire.

I couldn't let them starve before I could deal with them.

Then, I had an idea combining my skills.

A strategy to have my cake and eat it too.

'Originally, I planned to do something after growing stronger.'

But if they die or disappear before then, it's problematic.

So, I planned to approach them with this as a pre-game strategy.

"Ha… my cock's getting hard just thinking about it."

Even after five rounds with Ha-yeon, the thought of my plan excited me.

—Ding.

Suddenly, the system notification sounded.

And a message popped up.

[ A new main quest has been generated. ]

. . .

Grrr.

Even if you're too weak from hunger, your stomach still demands food.

Han Young-hoon sighed, rubbing his empty stomach.

"Food rations have been cut lately."

His girlfriend, Oh Na-yeon, leaning on Han Ji-ho's shoulder, muttered in agreement.

They had been dating for nearly 200 days.

But their youthful romance was interrupted by the zombie outbreak, trapping them in the university dorm.

Things seemed to improve when the military joined, but now, even they struggled to find food, leading to shortages.

"Those bastards take more under the guise of protecting us."

Han Ji-ho thought of the soldiers who took more than their fair share.

Sure, the military had more manpower for food searches, but civilians weren't idle either.

While the military handled food procurement, they found tasks for civilians.

Fetching water from the nearby river, cleaning, facility maintenance, and even vehicle and weapon upkeep were all civilian jobs.

They were tasked with every miscellaneous job imaginable.

True, the military made food gathering easier.

But it felt unfair for them to take more food.

After all, civilians worked too.

"Ha… it was easier when Lee Seo-ho was here."

Oh Na-yeon's murmur resonated with Han Ji-ho.

Before Lee Seo-ho disappeared, most of the grunt work was dumped on him.

Sometimes, even Ji-ho's tasks were passed to Seo-ho.

It was as if he was meant for such treatment.

He was the idiot who punched a soldier, after all.

Soldiers often gave him extra work, rewarding him with more food.

This allowed the rest to conserve their energy.

But after Seo-ho was taken away, his workload fell back on the civilians.

There was an unspoken threat: 'Disobey, and you'll end up like Lee Seo-ho.'

This silenced any protests from the civilian group.

'…Are we going to starve to death like this?'

The thought chilled Han Ji-ho.

Would they work themselves to death on an empty stomach?

The grim thought made him shiver.

"…Are you okay?"

Oh Na-yeon, feeling his shiver, looked up at him with concern.

"Na-yeon…"

In life-threatening situations, survival instincts kick in, often leading to increased sexual activity.

Seeing his girlfriend's worried face, Han Ji-ho felt his cock harden.

He placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Why, why are you doing this… stop it."

She pushed his hand away, looking at him coldly.

"This is a dangerous situation…"

'Damn, again…'

This was always how it went.

Since dating Oh Na-yeon, Han Ji-ho had never had sex with her.

He tried several times, but she always avoided it, being new to relationships.

Then the zombie apocalypse hit.

He thought she might open up in such a dire situation, but instead, she bundled up even tighter.

"Do you have the energy for that when we can't even eat properly? If you can't hold back, go to that woman."

That woman.

She meant Shin Joo-ha, the only prostitute in the dorm.

'Is that what you say to your boyfriend?'

Han Ji-ho was pissed but held back.

Getting angry wouldn't get him laid.

'Even if I wanted to, I couldn't.'

Initially, he had used Shin Joo-ha's services.

But a prostitute demands payment – food, in this case.

Food was currency in this crisis.

And with barely enough for himself, there was no way he could pay for sex.

'Those military bastards get it for free!'

The soldiers sometimes got her services without payment, likely for power plays.

In contrast, she was cold to powerless civilian men like him.

'Fuck, do I have to jerk off in this situation with a girlfriend?'

His natural urge was for sex, not masturbation.

Especially with his girlfriend right there, but unable to do anything.

Frustrated, Han Ji-ho buried his face in his knees.

"…—It's a vehicle!"

A shout from outside.

It was Private Yoo Jae-wook, who was on watch.

His voice came from the second-floor lounge.

Han Ji-ho and Oh Na-yeon left their room and joined others heading to the central staircase towards the lounge.

Soldiers were gathered, looking out the window.

"…It's a van?"

"Who could it be?"

"Not one of our search teams?"

"They came back early morning, and everyone's asleep. It's not ours."

"Report to the captain."

At their words, Han Ji-ho and Oh Na-yeon approached the large window to look outside.

There, a van was parked in front of the dorm, engine running.