The six people were hiding in the security room of the supermarket to monitor what was happening at the entrance. It was pretty safe inside since there were cameras throughout the building, and not just on the outside. Because of this, they had their eyes everywhere even if something unexpected occurred.
"This is ridiculous. Are we really just going to watch one of our students fight for his life out there?!" Kelly complained.
"Should I remind you that most of the zombies who attacked us were also our students when the sun rose this morning?" The larger man in gym clothing replied in a cold tone, "The world isn't the same as it was before. We can't afford to trust any outsider."
"Yes, but we're the adults in this situation... we've lived long enough, can't we all show some empathy and be mature?" Kelly frowned. Although she was annoyed that no one seemed to be backing her, what annoyed her even more, was that the only other teacher with them, the Gym teacher Mr Clark, was the one going against her.
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Zain looked at the security guard, and he was pretty glad he had come across a mutated Zombie randomly. It meant he was closer to achieving one of his objectives for the night.
'I guess it's time for me to test a few new weapons I bought.' Zain thought.
While his friends were getting ready to attack the zombies inside the house, Zain didn't waste his time and entered the shed to look for possible tools that he could use and found something to his liking.
From his behind, he had pulled out a large pair of shears tied to his back. It was a tool that one mainly used to trim hedges and unwanted branches. It wasn't an ideal weapon as it was just a pair of giant scissors, which also needed two hands to operate. And even with a strong force, it was unlikely to cut through matters like bone. Maybe with Zain's strength, it would work, but that wasn't why he had picked this tool.
Zain gripped the two handles and pulled them apart, and after a moment, he heard a snap as the centre of the shear broke and now in his hand, it looked like he had two strangely bent long swords.
'These shears are good quality and usually quite heavy, but I can barely feel any weight with my strength. It feels more like I'm holding a stick.'
In front of him, the mutated Zombie had charged. It ran forward a bit sloppily as if he didn't have complete control over his body but was holding the baton with his hand raised, ready to swing it down.
As soon as the Zombie got close to Zain, it swung down the baton with an almighty force, and Zain did the same swing with the shear in his left hand. As the two weapons clashed, a clang rang out as they both countered each other.
'It seems like all the mutated Zombies have extra strength, and this damn security guard is a bit stronger than Tanisha.'
Moving his weight to the side, forcing the Shear onwards, Zain pushed back the zombie, stumbling. Then, seeing an opening, Zain attacked with the other Shear making a large cut across the guard's back. Blood splattered everywhere, and it looked like it would have been a severe wound, but for a zombie, it was nothing, and even Zain wasn't expecting it to get defeated just like this.
The attack didn't even stagger the guard, and at that moment, the guard spun its body, swinging the baton behind himself. It managed to hit Zain on the shoulder, and he could hear his bones cracking as he fell to the ground.
The Zombie didn't give up as it swung the baton again and tried to hit Zain lying on the floor, but the latter quickly rolled to the side and pushed off the ground. Then, since he was close to the Zombie's feet, he swung his shear, slashing at the Achilles tendon. Then, he swung the other half of the weapon, hitting the back of the knee.
'Even though you don't feel pain, the tendons, your achilles, and everything in your body still work the same!'
At the same time, Zain knew he needed to fight like what he was. He was a zombie, someone who didn't tire quickly and had great strength. So after the first two attacks, he continued swinging, this time aiming for the arm that the security guard was using. This attack cut the arm, and as it fell to the ground, Zain thrusted one of the shear's right through the zombie's head, killing it on the spot.
[You have killed a Mutated Zombie]
[10 exp has been granted]
[Exp: 58/100]
[Energy: 74/100]
[Body functionality: 88 percent]
'The weapons significantly increased my chances, but that fight was still harder than against Tanisha. So I guess not all Mutated zombies are the same, and it also depends on what they were before.
'Or it might be the fact that my body functionality is not the same as it was before. My movements, even if slower, will greatly affect me. I should heal my shoulder.
[Energy: 70/100]
'After I just got my energy up it's back down again. I guess fighting has its risks of injuries, which means I'll have to eat more, the more I fight as well.'
Looking at the Zombie he had just killed, Zain pulled out half a shear from its head and swung off the blood from it. The baton it used was quite sturdy and effective, so Zain thought it would make a good addition to the rest of his weapons.
Bending down to pick it up, Zain noticed a crackling sound coming from the shop.
"There's one behind you!" A voice boomed out from the supermarket's megaphone system.
Heeding the warning, Zian rolled out of the way, and he heard another baton hitting the ground. While slashing out his weapon simultaneously, Zain had managed to get it lodged in the attacker's throat.
It was another Zombie, also dressed as a security guard. Pulling out the shear, Zain put one in his belt and then, gripping both hands on the other, swung it like a baseball bat, slicing through the guard's neck with a clean cut.
[Exp: 68/100]
'Another mutated Zombie, that's a jackpot. So now I'm even closer to levelling up. And thanks to that voice, I could avoid getting a bad injury.'
Looking around, Zain could soon hear several moans. Due to the sound of the megaphone, it seemed like the zombies in the car park were now heading toward the supermarket.
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