《Those Zombies Again》Chapter 4
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Considering that one level up gives only two stat points, even at the 10th level, if you put everything for example into strength, then theoretically you will be only 3 times stronger than an ordinary person. Perhaps if he could now lift 50 kilograms, will he be able to lift 150?
If so, this is a sad prospect given the difficulty of leveling up, although it is entirely possible that increasing stats will work differently.
Despite all his efforts during the workouts and regular exercise, the status has not changed these days, so most likely, if it is possible to improve the parameters in the traditional way, it is not much easier to do it than before.
The next goal is to kill 1,000 zombies, and then another 10,000 ... Thinking about these numbers, Sam was overcome by depression, this is essentially a hell of a job, he did not have any firearms, and even with firearms, there would not be enough ammunition.
Sam's intelligence was below average, he was unaware of the exact indicator, but he never stood out with his special intelligence and ingenuity, good ideas did not come to his mind.
Even worse was the fact that yesterday the Internet disappeared, he had no idea if this was a global problem, or somewhere the cable was simply cut off. The last information he received was that, as expected, there were reports of humans meeting reinforced zombies.
When he once again lured zombies from the street, something unexpected happened. He always tried to be attentive and at times checked the environment, but after killing another zombie, he looked back and on the stairs a couple of meters from him he saw a woman.
Around 30 years old, short, slender, red hair, quite attractive. But when he saw her, he almost shook himself out of fear, he did not hear her at all, never felt how she approached him, moreover, she had a knife in her hands.
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They looked at each other for a while and no one moved. At first, Sam thought that she wanted to sneak up and kill him, but after a little reflection, he decided that rather she was just afraid to make a noise, and when she saw him, she froze in place.
It makes sense, he had a strange look, a black jacket stained with blood, gloves, an ax in his hand, he even put an impromptu mask on his face, because it would be disgusting and dangerous if drops of blood got into his mouth.
After playing peepers, Sam decided to start a dialogue:
- Hello
- Hello
- Um ... I'm Sam
- Donna
- Okay Donna, what are you doing here?
- I just decided to check the noise, I live on the 1st floor ...
- I see, I think you already know what's going on outside, haven't you watched TV? What do they say there?
Sam did not have a TV at home, and in other apartments he did not try to watch it, the Internet is much more efficient.
- They say the corona-virus has mutated, people are going crazy, so they recommend everyone to stay at home and not go anywhere. Although I already guessed that this is nonsense - she turned her gaze to the heads and hands sticking out of the entrance door - are they a zombie?
- Right, you've already killed at least one?
Sam had a lot of thoughts in his head, he had long become an anti-social personality, left home once a month for groceries, did not keep in touch with either relatives or friends, he hated both himself and the people around him, and was not eager to communicate with them, and he strongly doubted that the zombie apocalypse would somehow improve the situation.
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In addition, although he believed that she did not try to harm him, he was still pretty scared, unlike noisy zombies, people at any moment can quietly sneak up and cut his throat. Those thoughts and fear made him want to kill her, just to be on the safe side, but for now, he pushed those thoughts away.
In any case, he needs to kill a person as soon as possible, he thought about it for a long time, it was necessary to check whether killing a person gives particles of spirit, and if it does, how much.
Of course, the premise is that this person must kill at least a couple of zombies, otherwise the test will not make sense.
- No.
- I see, in the future, do not sneak up on me without a sound, let me know about yourself in advance, otherwise I may misunderstand you. And now if you don't mind, get back to your apartment, I'm not comfortable if someone is standing behind my back.
Donna was clearly surprised for a moment, she was silent as if she wanted to say something else, but in the end she just said:
- Okay - and left.
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