Chapter 67: Waking Up After Thirteen Hours
[Would you like to activate the Dimensional Travel right here?]
Stein asked as the system had noticed that Zhang Qin Feng's physical performance is started to drop to a dangerous level. Although he's currently had no issue firing his gun at the walking dead, other concerns, such as his mental condition and stress level, will have to be constantly monitored to reduce all possible trauma.
And right now, Zhang Qin Feng's stress level is above what he can take, based on Stein's analysis on the few test it runs on Zhang Qin Feng at all times.
'No… Let's make it a little further…' he said after making sure that there's no zombie nearby. Slowly lowering the Phalanx X-02 in his hand, Zhang Qin Feng holstered the pistol back into the makeshift gun pouch he had.
Using his right arm to grab the Centurion S-11 Rifle, Zhang Qin Feng took a fully loaded magazine out from his Spatial Storage. After making sure it was perfectly fitted and loaded, he continues to move forward.
[Detected three targets in our proximity. The system suggests that the user leave the zombies to conserve the user's stamina]
There's not even a hint of persuasion in Stein's words. Perhaps, it's because the system knows that it would be pointless to advise Zhang Qin Feng on what to do and what not to do.
And like what a system should, it can only provide blind faith and support to its user, be it to his ruin or his wealth.
Zhang Qin Feng fired a few shots at the zombies less than fifteen meters away from him. With the sky now can be said to be totally darkened, there's no longer a hint of illumination surrounding him.
Only the sparks from his gunshot accompanied him as Zhang Qin Feng tried to bring the three zombies down with him.
'Stein… Activate the Dimension Travel…' Zhang Qin Feng finally gave his order. There's not even a hint of energy is left in him as the sight around him changed from one darkened surrounding to another. All Zhang Qin Feng can notice is that the ground has changed from asphalt to cement flooring.
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Zzz…
Zzz… Zzz…
Zzz… Zzz… Zzz…
[How do you feel, my user?]
Stein's greeting came first by the time consciousness returned to this physical body. His muscle is still feeling sore from all the running around and shooting in the post-apocalypse.
'How long I fall asleep for?' Zhang Qin Feng asked. The smartphone in his pocket was out of battery a long time ago.
[Thirteen hours. It is currently 12 PM in the afternoon in the modern world]
Stein faithfully reported as Zhang Qin Feng struggled to open his eyes. The first thing he managed to see was the rifle that was left on the floor. Looking at the condition of the Centurion S-11 Rifle, he had an urge to laugh.
'Is it possible to repair the rifle, Stein?' he asked the system. Because it was used as a wooden club back in the post-apocalypse, the handle and protective cover near the muzzle were in a complete wreck.
[Repair is possible. As for the cost, that would be 5 Duranium Shards]
Stein immediately reported.
'Then… Go ahead and repair it for me. Repair the three Processing Units as well.' Zhang Qin Feng remembered that there are some equipment and scrap metals in his bag.
[Noted. Repairing will begin right now. Eleven Duranium Shards will be deducted from the inventory to assist in the repairing process]
After he's finished instructing what Stein has to do, Zhang Qin Feng jumped into the shower to freshen up himself before he switches the smartphone on again.
"Gosh!" Zhang Qin Feng gasped as he looks at the hundred and something over missed calls popping up on the screen. Almost all of them came from Wang Yufei, and there are only two calls from Captain Hu.
"Hello?" Zhang Qin Feng immediately returned Wang Yufei's call with the smartphone is at 40% battery capacity. It only rings once before the call was answered from the other side.
"Feng? Where have you been? Do you know I tried to call you over a hundred times yesterday?" Wang Yufei's voice was groggy. If Zhang Qin Feng has to guess, it's likely because she did not have a proper sleep for the entire night.
"I just found out about it now… Sorry, Yufei…" Zhang Qin Feng wanted to come up with a reason, but he had no idea why the reasoning he had in mind couldn't come out when he wants to speak.
"As long you're fine… I know you have your own thing to do, but try to not make me worry too much, alright? Just… Just don't go missing and leave me here without knowing if I should move on or stay here waiting…" Wang Yufei said.
"Wait… Yufei, where did our topic is leading to? I'm not leaving. I'm busy. I won't leave a woman that treated me just like her prince charming, alright?" Zhang Qin Feng interrupted before Wang Yufei can continue.
"Oh?" Wang Yufei was shocked by Zhang Qin Feng's reply as she was interrupted by him in the middle. She didn't know why, but the moment she heard what Zhang Qin Feng said, a piece of ice in her heart melted.
It caused her heart to palpitates faster, just she was anticipating more surprises from this man speaking to her across the phone call.
"I know… I won't overthink next time." Wang Yufei smiled as she played with her hair.
"Then… When will you be coming back? Do you want me to come to the workshop to get you home?" Wang Yufei asked. She suddenly feels eager to see Zhang Qin Feng.
"I wanted to stay here for two more days, but if you want, we can grab something to eat nearby and do some shopping. Three of the hardware I ordered just arrives, and I'll be setting them up for tomorrow to see how it goes." Zhang Qin Feng answered.
"Oh, by the way… Are you interested to see how we do some transactions? It seems one of the miners is interested in a meetup, and I'll be buying the coins he has along with his used equipment." he added.
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