Level up Zombie

While inside Skittle's body, Zain regretted picking him compared to one of the others. Even Jam would have been a better choice. As a small dog, there were a number of places he could get to, and his agility could easily throw them off.

'These guys, I'm sure, after hitting that guy and seeing those knives, they have to be superhuman. Like Cobra, like that guy from the supermarket, but their powers might even be more advanced.'

There was one choice that Zain had made that was the right one, and that was to not attempt to engage with these guys with the full group because he was sure it would have ended up with a loss for at least some members of his team, and there were still others in their group of whom he had no clue what their power was.

Sharp had run into the apartment room with a smile on his face and a small knife in his hand again, only to be greeted with a flying chair that had hit him and broken on impact.

"Argh!" Sharp shouted as he stumbled back and fell to the ground.

"My word, you really are stupid, aren't you?" Hazel couldn't help but chuckle, seeing Sharp hurt and up against the wall. "We already know this is a zombie with intelligence, and you just ran through that door?"

Following up after Sharp though, was Farris, and the strange long-haired man, who still had his hands in his pockets.

"Step to the right the second you go in." The long-haired man said.

Farris followed, doing just that, and another chair was thrown through the doorway, but this time it had missed its target and went on to hit the wall. Seeing this, Zain continued to throw objects he could find in the living room.

He threw a lamp, a side table, books and more at the two men who had entered the room. The long-haired man seemed to be able to avoid most of them, and Zain could hear that he was informing the larger man where to step to avoid his attack.

'What is this? Some type of foresight ability? But then that guy should have been able to warn about my punch that was coming that time. It can't be simple foresight...'

Either way, it was dangerous because now the two women were in the room. Zain wasn't hopeful with his odds against the two guys, and it wouldn't be long until Sharp was back on his feet.

"You can't take us all on. Just give up, and let us take you. You can understand us, right?" Wendy asked.

When stepping back, Zain could feel his back touch the apartment wall. His head was racing as to what to do. Should he send for the others to come to the room to have an all-out battle? Should he bite one of them during a fight, maybe there was a good chance he could turn them?

Then he remembered that superhumans were more resistant to a zombie's bite, so it was a risky move.

'Is this a game-over situation…while in Skittle's body?'

Thinking back to his games as he did in the past, it really would be game over in this type of situation. He had ventured into unknown territory and wasn't at a high enough level to deal with it.

"It's game over for you." Wendy continued to say as the group surrounded him and closed in slowly, still knowing he was dangerous after his scuffle with Farris.

Hearing those words match ups with his own thoughts, he couldn't help but smile.

"You're right," Zain replied.

The surprise use of somewhat clear speech had stunned them all to a halt. They thought that maybe the zombie could understand them, but to now even be able to speak, was beyond their imagination which was why they had stopped moving forward as well.

"What am I right about?" Wendy asked.

The smirk on Zain's face grew wider.

"That if this was a game it certainly would be game over, but this isn't one, and I'm not bound by the limitation."

After saying these words, Zain made a bolt for it toward the window that was at the back wall not too far from him and jumped up, covering himself, as he pulled his knees into his chest, making him deliver somewhat of a cannonball jump.

When he smashed through the glass, the impact sent shards everywhere.

Right now, they were on the second floor.

'From this height, I should be okay.' Zain thought. 'But just in case, I have a bit of a theory, but I'm not sure if it will work.';

Just as Zain said those words, landing on his two feet, he had landed on his leg oddly, causing him to twist his ankle, and the whole impact of his weight and the jump's momentum had caused it to snap.

'As I thought, when it rains, it pours, luck is not on my side, but I counted on that.' Zain thought, and the system message that had come up several times whenever a severe injury would take place had also come up.

Asking Zain if he would like to use his energy to heal his body, Immediately Zain had chosen to do so, and his ankle was healing on the spot. When talking to the others, it spread that all zombies had a healing factor.

As long as they ate flesh, it would allow them to heal. The thing was, they couldn't activate like Zain could and exchange his energy to heal on the spot. There was a guess that they were all the same; it was just that Zain's system allowed him to skip this option, and it seemed to be the case.

'I don't think those guys would risk coming down here like I did.' Zain thought as he looked behind him, but his eyes opened wide to see that although most of them hadn't continued the chase, there was one somehow on the ground, and that was none other than the leader Wendy.

Immediately, Zain sprinted, running through the wide streets as fast as he could. Up ahead, there was a small convenient shop. Heading inside, there were several aisles, but they weren't filled with food like they used to be, there was rubbish, blood and everything else all over the place.

"If it's just one of them, then maybe I can do something," Zain mumbled under his breath.

He started to walk slower as he silenced his footsteps and continued to move between the aisles.

Soon, he heard Wendy enter after him.

"I don't have time to play hide-and-seek games," Wendy said as she walked down the aisle and looked left and right, trying to spot anyone. That's when she could see it, she could see a figure on the other side.

When she kicked the aisle, the shelves had banged into Skittle's body, causing him to be stable, but raising his hand, Zain was able to push the shelf back with amazing strength and slid it across the shop floor. He continued to push it, for the two aisles to crash against each other and sandwich the intruder.

The aisle slammed into the other so hard that the shelves broke and snapped. However, the feeling wasn't quite right. There was no residence or extra force needed. When looking, Zain could see no one there.

A foot suddenly appeared in front of Zain's face before he could react and slammed into the face. Taking the shot, since he could feel no pain, he threw out a fist of his own, but it had hit nothing but the air, but he could feel someone had grabbed it.

Before he knew it, he was being lifted in the air, and his back slammed on the floor.

"I'm taking you back with me," Wendy said, and while huffing and panting to catch her breath, she opened up the palm of her hand as a mystical see-through orb of energy appeared in her palm, and the next second, a large sword was in her hand and the energy was gone.

The time looked to have spread out of thin air, making Zain realise that she had been going easy during the fight because she didn't want to hurt her precious test subject.

"I'll die if I go back with you. I would never not fight for my life!" Zain got up off the ground and charged in for a tackle, and that's when Wendy instinctively swung her sword as well, and with the trajectory it was going, it would slice the zombie vertically right between the neck and head, killing it.

'No! We needed this!'

Just when it was about to Skittle, another sword suddenly clashed against hers, sending her sword back up in the air as she felt a great force.

"Don't touch him," Zain's real body had finally arrived.

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