After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: New Weapon

Althea didn't dwell too much after letting out the sobs.

But... she couldn't help but look at the dead zombie twins and her heart constricted again, imagining what they could've gone through.

How scared the children must've been to see the adults turn into monsters. How heartbroken they probably were to be attacked by the adults they trusted, filled with intent to kill. _{freewebnøvel.com}

And... how hopeless they must've felt when they turned to monsters themselves.

She couldn't help but sob again.

It took her a good five minutes before she gathered herself, blaming the darned hormones for her outbursts.

When she stood up though, her emerald eyes couldn't help but look at the kids.

It felt uncomfortable just leaving their corpses lying there. So after a moment of thought, she decided to cremate them.

Just as she was looking for some gasoline in the house, she noticed that one of the wall displays had dropped from the scuffle.

From the marks, it should have been just out of her eye level.

From the mess on the floor, her sights fixated on an intricate metallic scabbard just lying there.

She walked to it and pulled out the handle, and a sharp thin blade revealed itself, making her eyes shine.

Good weapon!

She almost missed this!!

Excited, she took it for a few swings, cutting the wood furniture like tofu.

However, just as she was getting carried away, she felt a sharp discomfort in her lower back.

"Ugh," She sniffed, "Pregnancy is so inconvenient."

She forgot that she was pregnant, and that her Spirit was too close to the 50% mark.

Gathering herself, she resumed her quest to find gasoline, which she really did find in such a traditional household.

She poured gasoline inside the house and burned it. Hoping to give the family a cremation, letting them join the soil sooner than wait to rot like all the others.

As she stood tens of meters away, her eyes reflecting the large blaze, she started to analyze what she had encountered so far.

At least 95% of the population had turned into zombies from the initial transformation, while most animals died from the get-go.

As for the few that survived, they turned to zombies that retained their physical advantages while they were still alive.

As for the remaining 5% (at most) of the human population... they seemed to have survived.

It was just that if they transformed into zombies midway, they would end up becoming upgraded versions of these monsters. These monsters were at least thrice as strong and thrice as quick as the normal zombies.

Their sense of smell was also stronger, so her little technique of covering her scent with zombie goo wouldn't work.

She realized that the smoothness of her journey until now made her feel complacent (again) and realized she had a tendency to do so.

She heaved a sigh, thinking it was time to rest and regroup.

She took a peek at her stats, studying it.

[STATS:

Name: Althea Witt

Age: 25

Level: 1 (655/1000)

Life: 200/200

Spirit: 102/200 (-5%)

Physical: 30 (-5%)