Toward evening, Sam found a suitable apartment for the night and settled down to rest, he had never hunted at night, he hoped to bargain night vision goggles from the government, but now it is not destiny, although sooner or later he will find them one way or another.

To begin with, Sam again began to examine the Reaper's sword, he tried to shaman over it in various ways, even tried the power of thought and dripped blood, but he did not notice any effect. He also tried to do the same machinations with the core, but again to no avail.

The sword did not react to the core either, but Sam still decided to put the core on top of the Reaper's sword before going to bed for testing.

In the morning, Sam checked the core, and as it turned out, the core became even smaller, the sword slowly but surely absorbed it, of course Sam did not know whether this was the Reaper's feature or it would be so with any objects, or even himself, he would check it later.

Sam did not have the keys to the door, so yesterday he just broke down the doors and barricaded them, somehow from the inside, clearing the rubble and going outside, Sam was going to go down, but the doors of another apartment opened and a woman came out, apparently in the area of ​​25 years old.

In her hands she held a katana and a kind of shield, she had black hair, light blue eyes, her face was quite attractive. The picture was spoiled by the fact that she obviously had more than one layer of clothing for protection, so he could not clearly see her figure, and in general her form was rather shabby, she gave the impression of a warrior. Her calm and firm gaze, even slightly hooked Sam, he did not know her strength, but he did not want to check.

Sam himself, after receiving the armor, stopped wearing extra clothes, gloves or anything else, if he loses his armor, then a layer of clothing will obviously not help him in any way.

If it were just another old woman or some kind of man, Sam would probably just not pay attention to them, but the appearance of this woman was quite pleasant to him, so he was in no hurry. They played staring for a minute after which Sam said:

- Hi, if you are interested in the camp, then we are not on the way, I am moving to the outskirts of the city, to the area of ​​country houses.

- This area is already occupied, there is a so-called gang of axes. I ran away from there, it's not that far from here.

- This is great news, do they have a firearm? And how many fighters do they have?

- No firearms, at least not a week ago. They mainly use axes. Fighters somewhere with twenty. And why is this great news?

- Well, I suspect you already know that for killing people they give a lot of soul particles, so I'm ready to share, as payment for information, take me there, those whom I don't have time to kill will be yours to get, what do you think?

Of course, in spite of the idle conversation, there could be no question of any trust between them, Sam had met attractive women, children of different ages before, but he stubbornly ignored them, and was not going to get in touch with anyone, let alone help. no matter how tearfully they asked him.

However, now everything was easier, the situation with Morris was rather an exception to the rule, as long as he was not opposed by a firearm, everything would be fine. Sam was sure that in the near future, it would not be easy to run into a level 10 person, after all, he plowed like a damn to get his advantage.

"I'm not alone here, so I can't leave, but if you can handle it, then tell the locals that Jane sent you, at least it might calm them down a bit.

Jane did not look like a person who needs help, so it is quite logical that she refused to go somewhere with a stranger, she explained the direction to him, after which they parted, Sam was not going to show excessive hospitality either.

Sam followed the directions and found a spot on a hill, after which he climbed a tree and took out binoculars, which was one of those useful things that Sam found during his wanderings around the city.

Of course, he believed that he could burst into a brazen and just tear everyone apart, but Sam was by nature a cowardly person, hated taking risks and experiencing pain unless absolutely necessary, and he had enough time, so he looked around the neighborhood in the hope that sooner or later this gang will go hunting.

After all this time, the city looked lifeless for the most part, apart from the zombies of course. People, for the most part, by this time got to the camp, well, or arranged something like their own. In general, it was difficult to meet a random passer-by.

Sam saw an airplane flying by in the sky. He wondered what the situation was at sea. By sailing out to sea in a ship, can the danger be avoided? In theory, yes, but, of course, he was not going to check.