RE: The Walking Dead [Zombie LitRPG]

A couple of days later.

Michael eventually winded up in a small town around Birmingham and is currently surrounded by a swarm of walkers trying to take a bite off of him.

x1 [You terminated a Zombie! Gained +1 EXP and +1 Coin.]

Michael lured the walkers in a small corner between a diner and a mechanic shop and left his back against a wall and with no way out until he cleared all the walkers swarming him from the front.

The only good news is that only five walkers can squeeze through the corner, or they would have swarmed Michael in all directions by now.

He raised his mace above him and smashed a walker's head with it and followed it up with a kick towards another walker and sent it tumbling backwards to its compatriots as they fell down and tumbled those behind them.

"Come on!"

Ten minutes into the ordeal, Michael was bloodied and tired, but he bellowed a warcry and erupted with even more strength and continued his onslaught left and right.

Bang!

With no bullets remaining, Michael was now only left with his mace, and it never once stopped swinging for a second, claiming an undead life with every swing from him.

Almost an hour later,

Michael finally took down the last walker, and the scene before him was a sight to behold. He had created a small hill of undead bodies at the mouth of the corner from where he stood his ground.

"Haa~ this is such a mess." Michael let out a long sigh of relief while using the mace to prop up his body. His legs wouldn't stop shaking after he had overexerted his body way beyond its limits.

x317 [You terminated a Zombie! Gained +317 EXP and +317 Coins.]

Ding!

Congratulations! You have achieved your first Milestone !

The First Module has been unlocked as a Reward!

First Module has been integrated into the System!

Michael dragged his weary body on top of the garbage dumpster beside him and lied down.

'A milestone? So, there's this hidden function of this System that tracks everything noteworthy that I do?' He doesn't know what to really feel at the moment while going through the system notifications.

'And an alchemy store? Don't tell me it sells some kind of pills that would make me immortal now?' Michael let out an amused chuckle, but with some anticipation on his face. He opened this so-called Alchemy Store that needed the sacrifice of a thousand walkers to be unlocked.

Alchemy Store

Bandage - 1 Coin

A Box of Antiseptic Tablets - 150 Coins

A Pack of Small Antiseptic Wipes - 80 Coins

1L Disinfectant Alcohol - 30 Coins

200mL Insulin - 100 Coins

1L Water - 50 Coins

"Damn"

Going by its name, Michael was utterly disappointed since he thought it would have legendary immortal pills to sell, but to his disappointment, it was just a portable pharmacy.

Though this initial disappointment disappeared when he kept scrolling down and saw the products being sold further down the line.

Prototype Medical Machine - 150,000 Coins

Type II Medical Machine - 300,000 Coins

Advanced Medical Machine - 1,000,000 Coins

Limb Regeneration Serum - 100,000 Coins

'What the, this is madness.'

This sudden discovery frightened him so much that he immediately sat up straight and looked through the catalogs with stars in his eyes, and most noticeably, greed.

But the thing that really caught his eyes were.

Antiviral Serum - 20,000 Coins

"No..freaking way." Michael mumbled and clicked on the icon of the product.

Antiviral Serum

A technological medicine of the future. It can cure any viral infections not beyond the Year 2100. It must be strictly administered within the first 5 minutes of the infection.

Cost: 20,000 Coins.

"My god." Michael held his forehead and couldn't help but utter in amazement.

'But it's expensive as heck.'

'But worth all the trouble!'

Michael clenched his fists and raised it to the skies in glee.

Smash!

He slowly got down from the dumpster and wobbly made his way to the window of the mechanic shop and smashed it. He crawled through the window since he wouldn't be able to get out of the way he came from because of the hill of undead corpses blocking his way.

"Whoa, that stinks."

The moment he got inside, he was immediately assaulted by the intense smell of something decomposing. When he looked around the small workshop, he eventually found the source of the unpleasant smell in the office. Where a man had taken his life and was decomposing beyond recognition.

He walked over to the desk and carefully took the gun from the corpse and wiped it using a jacket hanging on the jacket stand.

It was a Sig Sauer P320 with three bullets remaining in the magazine.

"I'll use it well."

Michael gave his respects to the deceased before exiting the building and once again stood in the middle of the road.

'I really didn't expect that there'd be a herd passing by here. This would have been a death sentence for anyone if they had encountered this.'

With those thoughts in mind, Michael made his way over to the place where he had left his bike.

Vrooom!

Michael soon left the small town. Now devoid of its former "residents" and for the time being, a safer place for the living, if there are still people in town.

Not long after Michael had left, a group of seven teens not any older than early twenties came out of the small convenience store across the street from where the battle took place.

"Damn, tell me, I wasn't the only one who witnessed that right? That guy..that guy's a monster!" A guy in a ponytail and holding a dented baseball bat came out of the building ahead of his peers and exclaimed.

A teenage girl of average height and covered in tattoos immediately rebuked his actions. "Shhh! Keep your voice down. There might still be some of those man-eaters still around."

"Right, sorry."

"It's fine, but you're right. That dude is a monster. No normal human is capable of taking on that large number of man-eaters alone." A guy who looks like a jock remarked. His face painted with awe and fear.

"Why didn't we go out and meet him? Wouldn't sticking with someone like him be safer?" A girl with glasses brought up a valid argument.

"Are you stupid? What if that guy is a mass murderer and kills us after discovering us?" The jock rebuked her. Even though he's confident in his strength to look after his group, he knows he'd lose all his confidence and bravado if he stood face to face with that man from earlier.

"But..I don't think he's a bad guy though." Another girl with an athletic build, especially on her legs, showed them a crumbled letter she picked up in front of the building they were hiding in.

"What's that?" The jock looked at her and took the paper for everyone to see.

Hide well kids. If you're still alive by the time I ride past this town when I return, then I'll take you with me to our base. It's safe there. So, hide and survive well.

"Why is he calling us kids when he looks just around our age?" The ponytail guy snorted, and the others could only exchange glances in helplessness as he was more concerned about their age difference.

"He actually knew we were hiding here, but we hid well though. How did he discover us?" The jock was obviously concerned since he had repeatedly warned them not to go out while Michael was around.

Then the guy with the ponytail slowly raised his hand with guilt written all over his face. "Uhh..I think that might be my fault. We..our eyes met when he first arrived in town."

The tattooed girl looked at him in exasperation. "Where were you when that happened?"

"At the rooftop?" He looked at them with a silly smile on his face while pointing towards the skies.

"My goodness, how can you not tell us something that important?"

"Sorry."

On the other hand, Michael is cruising along the road with another goal in mind.

'Walkers. They are truly my money bags. I need to thoroughly hunt them down to the last undead from now on. If the First Module already has these absurd things, then wouldn't the Second one even have better things to offer? This cheat is real madness. It makes me really wonder who's behind all this.'

With those thoughts in mind, Michael continued driving on the road unobstructed as he was able to squeeze his bike through roads that had been blocked by vehicles that had been abandoned during the ensuing global chaos.

*****

Somewhere in the country, inside a hospital.

A man and a woman are currently speeding through the hospital hallway while fighting off a swarm of walkers.

The escape would have been easy, but walkers would just suddenly walk out of nowhere from the rooms along the hallway, slowing down their escape.

What's more, these walkers are still fresh and are half as fast as a normal person's running pace. Worst of all, they don't even tire.

"Don't look back and keep running!"

The man yelled as he yanked the collar of one of the bloody bastards that was about to grab the woman and stabbed it from the back of its head.

"Ahh!"

Hearing the screams behind her, the latina woman paused in her tracks and looked back only to witness the man getting bitten on his shoulders, but he gritted his teeth and killed his assailant with a single thrust of its knife to its head.

He turned to look at the woman with determination in his eyes. "GO! Take care of my son! Look after him, got it?"

"No! Just go! Make sure that insulin gets to Jose!"

The woman's face scrunched up and she was on the verge of tears and wanted to go back and help him, but the man quickly yelled at her as he was already determined to die today.

"GO!"

The man killed another walker while the woman no longer hesitated and quickly escaped through the window leading to the emergency staircase.

"Ahhhh!"

The last thing she saw was the man being drowned in his own screams as the walkers slowly devoured him.

Full of rage but helpless, the woman closed her eyes for a moment before they snapped open with determination. "I'm sorry. I promise you; I will look after Jose and won't let him die."

She closed the window after her and quickly fled down the stairs.

On the other hand, Michael had just driven past the city limit of the small city of Tuscaloosa in Alabama.

Vrooom!