As soon as time kicks back in. The first thing in my mind was.
The hell, Im not wearing any shoes let alone any foot wear.
Seeing all the people running from a few group of zombies my heart beats quicker as I started to panic but was quickly douse with a cool feeling, which envelopes me, giving me a sense of comfort. Slowing not only my heart rate but also the things I see. Everything I see seems to be in slowmotion.
A ding like notification sounded from my own conciousness. The cold metallic female like voice sounded again. A gamers heart has been enabled.
Snapping back again, everything seems to be back to normal. As I quickly run through what seems to be a motorcycle gear shop. Ignoring the people inside, I grab the biker boots on display and quickly wore it. Surprisingly it fits me well. Even if it seems to be on a bigger size than what I usually wore. Then I quickly remember the changes in my body. I shake myhead and just mumbled. I still cant believe everything that is happening here, I must be dreaming. Its no longer what it use to be. I in a freaking Zombie world!!! I must.... I need to do anything to survive.
Urging my self and boosting my self-esteem saying I can do this. Lightly Slapping my face with my two hands, I said.
You crack who claims to be God, I will surely survive this and show you a thing or two.
I quickly compose my thoughts. What to do this is a start of a Zombie apocalyptic world. What to do. Thoughts quickly flooded me. All the movies and games I use to play and watch everything seems to click. I need basic protection and fast! Anything that can easy eard of zombie bites. Also a sturdy weapon which can take severe punishment if I could get firearms, that's even better. After that is to secure enough food and rations, it will be best if I could get medical supplies as well. Running on foot is to slow I need a vehicle too. Crap there is just to many things I need to secure... I need to calm down...
But man what's up with the new me. The speed I run was so quick almost as quick as Usain Bolt and I'm not even panting after that short sprint. Heck even with the zombies closing in, I dont feel any tension at all.
Seeing the hored closing in. I quickly look around and saw a manikin wearing full motorcycle body gear from display window of the shop. From body armor, to knee and leg guards with full length arm guards with metal plates. I quickly tore it off the manikin and wear them. Seeing the salesman and staff of the shop quickly running away and how they ignore me. Some even gave me odd looks, like I was a crazy person. Well I can't blame them, who on their right mind would have time to get the things here and try them on. I took off the boots and my jeans and begun to wear the padded compression pants as well as the dark grey cargo looking pants on a shelf, this one seems better than the one Im wearing since it say trar resistant clothes. Then I proceed to equip all the other gears. Even pick a black and brown leather jacket hangin on the side.
The full motorcycle body armor seems to be light even with how it looks like a black tactical gear. I can still move around with ease and not feeling much of its weight.
Pulling the half finger gloves making sure its secure. I muttered to my self while tearing off all the tag price. Damn this are some expensive stuff. The top alone cost 19,250 pesos or around 350$. At least they got couple choices for the half finger gloves. I know it expose the fingers to danger, but it just feels so unnatural with full gloves on. Cant help the need to feel the things I touch.
As soon as I stand off the stool, I hear the sounds of hurried steps rushing to me.
Its a Zombie! I can't help but fidget not due to being frightened, but more of a shock to seeing an actual Zombie! As one of the zombies running closing in on me. I grab the metal stool that I was sitting on. Making an attempt to smack the head of the Zombie, I suddenly froze.
The Zombie seems to be a female clerk from the supermarket seeing her blue uniform which is what the staff on the counter usually wore. Its body is a bit disfigured, but the head looks normal.
Not like the rotting corpses you usually see when you think of Zombies. It was drewling and stares at me with its blood shot red eyes, seemingly hungry. I hesitated whether should I hit her since she still seems human despite knowing she is no longer one. I hesitated in hitting her not just because she still looks human, but because my body is frozen in fear from hitting somebody.
My heart beats fast, I can loudly hear the dokun dokun sound coming out of me. A trickle of sweat rolls down my face due to nervousness. I know for certain if I dont hit her she will most likely kill and eat me, but my body just wont listen. All of sudden the same cooling sensation envelopes me again. Everything seems to slow down, I could see every movement and details the zombie is making while rushing at me. It feels like I could poke her forehead a couple of times before she could come near me.
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No longer hesitating, I shouted with all I got and use all my strength to hit her head with the stool. Bam!!! I heard a bone crackling sound. The zombies head caves in and brain matter flew. Like a bat hitting a watermelon. I stare at the body dumbstruck for a while as it fly off due to the strong impact. I can't believe my own strength and I cant believe I just hit someone, but for some with reason im not feeling any remorse at all it feels really weird. It feels like something is changing in me. And its not just physically but emotionally.
Not having enough time to deduce the changes in me. In just shrugged it off. Right now my survival is more important.
Feeling my hands numb and still cant believe this is happening. I suddenly heard a ding sound. Zombie killed 1 out of 10. Then I saw a counter on the upper right corner of my eye (1/10 Zombies). I was surprise that I unknowingly shouted, What the hell is that? The Game System then prompted me. In order for host to increase in strength you need to kill a number of zombies.
I tried asking a couple more questions like is there other ways to increase my strength faster or if there are any tips she could give me, heck i even ask if it got a name but sadly got no reply.
Hearing huried foot steps, I could see 2 more zombies running my way. One of them seems to have a broken leg, you could see the broken bone and red and what seems to be black blood flowing from it. The other one is running like a normal person with arms spread. Albeit a little clumsy but its fast as a normal human.
I look at the Zombie that i just killed and said
Hey, more of your dead buddies are comming.
Smiling helplessly, I grip the metal chair tightly and smack the head of the zombies that is running towards me and sent it flying again.
I cant help but give a wyr smile. What can I say my body is awesome, I think I'm turning to a narcissist. I walk towards the zombie that got blown away and smash its head beating it to a pulp. As they say in the movies, cant be to sure specially around zombies so be sure that they are really dead.
After that, I heard the dinging sound again about (2/10 z's).
The one with the broken leg seems to have gotten too excited as it have fallen and is now crawling towards me. I take a quick look at my surroundings before hitting the head of the last zombie a couple of times.
Before going out I tried to look for anything that can be useful but there is nothing that I can use here as a weapon. Thinking of the things the one who called himself the God of Entertainment Iklo. I tried to remember the ability about storing items.
I tried the game box ability that he gave me. I tried to imagine and think, then wham! Infront of me I could see a familiar game like window interface for storing items. There are about 10 box which supposed to be the place where i can place about 10 different items. Right on top of the window it has a caption ITEM. The inventory looks very simple like those old rpg games.
I tried to think about putting in the stool i was holding. Surprisingly it went in. I tried taking it out and back a couple of times till I was satisfied, I was even able to put in 5 stool in one box. I gave out a smirk thinking this is not the time to be doing this. I tried to put in a helmet that is on a corner of a shelf which is a couple steps away from me, but the robotic female voice in my head said. Error item needs to be touch in order to store it. I tried touching it It gave me another error saying cannot store, item is categorize as equipment. I wanted to retort that shouldn't you have said that from the beginning.
Base on this it seems I can store anything as long as it does not conflict with the limitation that has been set, like clothes which is treated as equipments.
So I just took the most sturdy looking bag. It looks like a square shaped urban camo colored militarily back pack. I pack a few more tearing resistant clothes and pants in the bag, since i cant seem to put them in the inventory game box. Surprisingly the bag still got more space to spare and there's still a lot of places where you could put small items.
I tried to do a quick stretch to feel the changes on my body. One thing I notice is that even with all the things happening around me, my mind is actually compose and calm. I did not feel tired at all.
Taking a quick glimpse at my self through a mirror. I look at my self damn my body is so fit it feels weird looking at it. The most weirdest part is, even with this big of a change in physique, It did not feel awkward at all and I can move normally. Like this has been my body all along and nothing has been changed. Looking at my self in the mirror damn! I look good. Cant believe that just a few simple tweeks in the face can make someone more handsome. It then dawn on me. I'm abit thankful that the edit option for the face did not give me a full overhaul that will be like some weird surgery shit.
Looking at my clothes seems tight but it actually feels comfortable and easy to move. Guess wearing very pricy tear resistant clothes really has its perks. Way different from the cheap ones I have in home.
I quickly run out of the store while carrying the stool. The corridor is wide where 4 cars can pass through side by side with enough space not to hit each other. Looking towards the running horde. I noticed most of them came from the supermarket.
Checking out my surroundings only thing that I could see is utter chaos. Whether I look left or right all I could see in front of me are people doing their best screaming while running away from the Zombies. Dead bodies and scattered limbs and body parts lay all over the floor. Blood which seems to have been use to mop are all over the floors and walls. I could even see a few people just sitting there and crying while others seem to have gone crazy shouting or mumbling about their religion and the end of the world shaking like they are having a seizure.
There are not that many zombies chasing humans on this floor and most of them seems to be busy munching on dead bodies and ignoring most of the people running.
I started thinking, should I gamble and race towards where the food are or should I high tail it out of hear like the rest. If I really have the ability to store basic items like food and necessities. It will greatly help me in the days to come.