After all, no mutant monsters had been spotted in the sky yet. So far, these mutant monsters could only survive on land
and in the water. There hadn't yet been
a single kind that had ventured into the sky.
But... if mutant monsters like that really existed, things would get troublesome.
Just thinking about it made it obvious. At night, zombies were incredibly dangerous, and during the day, there would be flying mutant monsters. That
would practically leave humans unable to move around either by
day or by night. People without much fighting ability would probably have no choice but to lie at home and wait to
die.
From the moment I woke up until now, I'd faced death more than just once or twice, yet each time I'd managed to make it through
safely. That had given me a strange
idea.
Was I a genius?
Of course... that was impossible.
Whenever I encountered zombies, no matter how worked up I got, I couldn't get my blood pumping. That wasn't quite how a normal person was supposed
to react. Of course,
it wasn't how I used to react, either.
I wondered whether this body had given me some sort of advantage.
Something like... adrenaline, maybe? Something that suppressed my panic and let me face danger more
rationally?
But I had no way of knowing right now. This was nothing more than speculation. Still, when I had the chance,
I would definitely get this body
checked out. This body... was absolutely not normal.
Unconsciously, I felt the two mounds on my chest, a pair of weapons you almost never saw, and muttered bitterly...
"Absolutely not normal!!"
Time... passed just like that. Before I knew it, it was already afternoon, but the dark clouds overhead showed no sign of
clearing. Instead, peals of
thunder echoed through the blackened sky, occasionally accompanied by strange roars from far away.
I sat groggily by the head of the bed, absentmindedly fiddling with the pistol, trying to take it apart, put it back together, take it apart again, then
put it back together again.
After repeating that for most of the day, I got a little tired of playing with it. I changed my pad, lay down on the bed, and groggily...
fell asleep.
When sunlight spilled across my face, bringing a gentle warmth, I didn't get up. I simply pulled the covers over
my head. But when the sound of a helicopter
came through the window, I jolted awake!!
The airdrop was here!
"They're here!!"
I hurriedly sat up and looked out the window. In the distance, two helicopters were making repeated broadcasts over the city center and the outlying areas,
flying back and forth across
the entire city.
"To all survivors, this is the military support unit. We will be making an airdrop shortly. Please prepare yourselves,
do not rush blindly to grab supplies, and whenever possible,
carry weapons suited to you and stay away from groups of zombies!"
The helicopter gradually flew over my head, hovering right above my building at roughly the height of the sixth or seventh floor!
"All survivors, please remain alert and make the necessary preparations. We will be airdropping supplies shortly. We repeat, all
survivors..."
The broadcast played over and over. For some reason, the helicopter didn't leave the area above me, but simply
circled nearby.
I hurriedly put on my bra. In my haste, it pinched my breast, making me bare my teeth in pain. But this wasn't the time to
check it.
I quickly finished getting dressed, slipped on a pair of flip-flops, grabbed my military knife, and rushed upstairs!
Except... by the time I reached the roof, the helicopter was already far away...
"Tch!! I almost thought I'd catch that helicopter!"
Watching it recede into the distance, I gritted my teeth and reluctantly went back downstairs to get everything ready. Before the airdrop, though,
I should probably get myself a pair of
shoes—or so I thought as I looked at the flip-flops on my feet.
I should probably make a list and write down everything I needed to do next. That way, I'd have an orderly plan to follow.
For now... I'd get shoes first.
If I remembered right... that 38-yuan shoe store was downtown, near the north side. Could I... pick up some
gasoline along the way, too?
Even without an external power supply, regular gas stations seemed to have their own emergency generators. Hopefully—
they would work.
After all... I had no idea what things were like over there right now. I'd just have to take things one step at a time. As for why I wanted to get shoes first,
rather than
wait for the airdrop...
That was probably my fear getting the better of me a little...
After all, I looked like this now, and survivors from all over the city would definitely be going after the airdropped supplies. That meant... there was a very
good chance
I'd run into other survivors.
If they were nice people, that would be one thing. But if I ran into bad people... in the most literal sense, people who had completely lost their grip... under those
circumstances,
if something went wrong, how was I supposed to run in a pair of flip-flops?
The conclusion was that it was too dangerous!
It was just like on the eleventh. I'd been in a hurry to get to the city hospital, but instead I'd headed in the opposite direction—to the villa district—to find a
car.
I'd woken up in the city hospital myself. The zombies downstairs, and those in the neighboring streets, had already been packed as thick as they could
possibly be. Several entire streets
had been crawling with zombies.
I'd seen all that with my own eyes. So I'd wondered: if something went wrong, could I really escape being surrounded by that many zombies
on nothing but my own two feet?
The answer was...
It was too dangerous. Those streets full of zombies could easily block every way out. Once I was trapped, if I was lucky,
I'd find somewhere safe to
hide and wait for the zombies outside to disperse, or starve to death.
If I wasn't so lucky, I would very likely die at their hands.
Although my "extraordinary state" let me easily kill a dozen or even several dozen zombies, the downside was that it
drained far too much of my energy.
At that level of consumption, twice a day was my limit. A third activation was simply impossible.
And there weren't just a few hundred zombies... there might even be thousands or tens of thousands.
If I went to the city hospital without a vehicle, I wasn't confident I could make it back alive and in one piece.
So... for safety's sake, I'd gone to the villa district to find a car.
And now, for that same reason, I had to get shoes first—at least two or three pairs, so I could alternate between them.
Thinking all this over, I walked downstairs. But... when I reached the third floor, a low breathing sound suddenly
drifted up from below!!
Zombies!!
I immediately thought back to the helicopter circling above my roof. Could its noise have drawn
the attention of nearby zombies?
"Damn it!!"
Cursing under my breath, I lowered my body, fastened the military knife's strap around myself, drew the blade, and slowly
made my way down...
Sunlight streamed through the stairwell window, and a figure... with no scalp slowly came into view.
It... was coming upstairs?!
Yes, this zombie was heading upstairs. Slowly, but it was definitely making its way up!!
This was bad! Its eyes were fixed on the steps. If... it spotted me and
let out a scream, the zombies that had gathered
here over the past few days would definitely hear it and come running!!
I couldn't face this zombie head-on right now. I wasn't fast enough to stop it before it opened its mouth, unless I activated my "extraordinary
mode."
But... the supplies were being airdropped today. Once I activated that extraordinary state, the physical drain would leave me unable
to finish what I wanted to do today. It
might even put me in danger!
Gritting my teeth... I had no other choice but to back away, step by step. Before the zombie rounded the turn in the stairwell,
I made it back to the fourth floor,
but...
"Tap... tap..."
The footsteps were still getting closer!!!
Why had this zombie suddenly decided to come my way?!!
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