《Stuck in a zombie world with an OP shop》Chapter 13
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In the morning, Ryan climbs down to the bottom of the manhole to take care of his business. Unbuttoning his pants and pulling everything down is easy enough, and a roll of toilet paper only costs 10 credits. However, when Ryan hears a person shouting when he'd mid-way through a push, things become difficult.
'Oh shit,' Ryan thinks and hastily finishes his business. The sewer is bound to be filled with shards of glass and dirty toilet paper at the rate Ryan has been dropping them, but he doesn't regard it as important. Whatever monster killed his friend on the first day, Ryan sees no reason to impose on its territory.
"Is anyone down there?" A voice says from the top of the manhole, and Ryan looks up like a deer in headlights. The unknown man and Ryan's eyes meet.
"Just a moment and I'll be up," Ryan says, half way though pulling squares from the roll of toilet paper.
"Excuse me..." The man at the top says and backs away.
Ryan finishes his business and climbs to the top of the ladder, leaving his spear in the plastic bag at the bottom. Once at the top, Ryan sees the feet of several people walking around the van and his car. Deciding against pulling the gun and killing the people, Ryan crawls out from under the van.
The four people who were circling the van now stand and look at Ryan. Of the four, two of them have pistols and two of them have baseball bats with nails stuck through them. All of them are wearing hearing protection, but they have the earmuffs around their necks.
"We come from a large settlement just a few blocks away. If you're willing, we'd be glad to have you as a member," The closest man with a baseball bat says to Ryan.
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"What do you mean 'settlement'?" Ryan asks. Though he asks, he is almost entirely sure he doesn't want to join their settlement. The only thing which could change his mind is if his parents were with them.
"We have secured a highrise on 4th street. All zombies on the inside have been cleared, and we have food stored to last of for several weeks," The man replies.
"I'm sorry, but I'm actually waiting for my parents. Eric and Cathy Stone, have you heard anything about them?" Ryan asks.
"No, have any of you?" The man asks his teammates.
"No," Is the resounding response.
"It doesn't sound it like," The man says to Ryan.
"Then, I'll have to stay here," Ryan says and goes back under the van. If a fight were to break out, he'd want to be inside the manhole where he could shoot the four men without fear of them having too high of a chance of hitting him.
"That's unfortunate but fair," The man says and crouches so he can still talk to Ryan. "We'll be sending men every few days to keep the streets clean. If you want to join us, just ask one of them,"
The four men walk away from Ryan, further in the direction of the car dealership. Ryan sighs and descends to the bottom of the manhole, resuming his collecting of credits.
>Name: Ryan Stone
>Class: Tycoon
>Credits: 9958 ₵
>Str: 16
>Dex: 14
>Vit: 12
>Int: 11
>Wis: 10
>Luc: 11
>Skills: Ice Picks 1, Spears 5, Swords 1, Shooting 10, Sleep Resistance 1, Hunger Resistance 1, Thirst Resistance 1, Sharp Hearing 1, Climbing 1, Bullet Resistance 4, Fire Resistance 1,
>Current Equipment: Ice Pick, Hammer, Flashlight, Sword, Spear, Pistol, Belt Scabbard, Safety Helmet, Heavy Work Gloves, Textile Motorcycle Jacket, Electronic Earplugs
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>Current Injuries: Cuts along legs, calloused hands, bullet stuck in back, bruised back
>Weapons
>>Iron Dagger, 100 ₵
>>Steel Sword, 300 ₵
>>Steel Ice Pick, 100 ₵
>>Steel Spear, 300 ₵
>>9mm Semi-Auto Pistol, 14000 ₵
>>Pistol Ammo: .22 LR, 1 ₵
>>Molotov Cocktail, 200 ₵
>Armor
>>Heavy Work Gloves, 150 ₵
>>Textile Motorcycle Jacket, 2000 ₵
>>Ballistic Helmet, 2400 ₵
>>Electronic Earplug, 3200 ₵
>Skills
>>Ice Picks 1, 300 ₵
>>Spears 1, 300 ₵
>>Swords 1, 300 ₵
>>Shooting 1, 300 ₵
>>Sleep Resistance 1, 500 ₵
>>Hunger Resistance 1, 500 ₵
>>Thirst Resistance 1, 500 ₵
>>Bullet Resistance 1, 500 ₵
>>Fire Resistance 1, 500 ₵
>>Sharp Hearing 1, 500 ₵
>>Climbing 1, 300 ₵
>Items
>>Plastic Bag, 1 ₵
>>Concrete Block, 15 ₵
>>High End-Table, 400 ₵
>>Roll of Toilet Paper, 10 ₵
>>Steel Dinner Fork, 20 ₵
>>Steel Dinner Knife, 25 ₵
>>Porcelain Dinner Plate, 30 ₵
>>Glass of Water, 10 ₵
>>Cheap Cheeseburger, 10 ₵
>>Cheeseburger, 50 ₵
>>Box of Wheat Flakes, 35 ₵
>>Box of Corn Wheels, 35 ₵
>>Filet Mignon, 140 ₵
>>Belt Scabbard, 120 ₵
>>Pillow, 400 ₵
>>Lighter, 50 ₵
>>Battery: Size 10, 40 ₵
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