The two-hour-long drive felt like a decade for the people following behind Kisha's car. This hellish place is eating away at their mentality, every roar that resounded sent fear onto their soul that would hunt them every time they closed their eyes.
Kisha knew that everyone's reached their limit, they were hungry, and on constant high alert. She was like them the first time she had to travel outside. It wasn't as easy as they thought it would to adapt, they had to constantly fight the thought of whether to run away and hide or follow the group. They had yet to adapt to the changes and were mentally exhausted from the continuous drive so she was prepared to stop for lunch.
However, no matter how unwilling they are to accept reality now, they don't have the luxury to slowly adjust, only those who have a great mentality to accept and adjust to their new reality would be able to live.
Seeing that there was only a small number of zombies around, Kisha pulled over to a gasoline station. Eric and Ethan also pulled over behind them, a little later, Eagle pulled over too, and was followed by the remaining car.
Before she unbuckles her seatbelt she signals to Duke. "Fill the tank. We'll just take a little stroll."
Keith who was stretching his back immediately perked up. "Stroll?! To where?!"
Kisha looked back and pointed her index finger on the window. Keith followed her finger as it pointed to the zombie that was crawling on the ground, dragging its almost severed body towards them.
"I'll watch you practice your moves."
"Sweet!" He pulled the tomahawk axe that was hanging on his waist. "I'll be able to use this cool baby!"
Kisha shook her head in resignation. She thought that he would be afraid because this would be their first time facing and killing zombies but it seemed her worries were for naught.
"Hold your horses, young man! Let me get off first before you swing that around. Tsk!" His grandfather grumbled.
Keith rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he didn't want to be a burden to his sister, and that's why he was so excited when he heard her say they were going to practice.
This is a valuable experience, he wanted to be as cool as his sister. He could still remember when she killed the zombie in the gasoline station yesterday. Her precise and swift attack was beautiful.
She has quick reflexes and keen senses, he at least can see and understand that, even though he is not a fighter himself. He had seen many such OP cases in Manhua and anime, he had dreamed of being one and now an opportunity was laid in front of him.
Kisha could understand what's running in his head right now. "This brother of mine is really still a kid at heart." She chuckled.
"Alright! Grandpa, Grandma, and Keith, please don't leave my side, and don't try to go on your own."
The people are stepping out of their vehicles one by one, curious about what Kisha and the others are doing.
But of course, Melody didn't care about it, she jogged straight towards Duke who was filling the tank on the side.
"Sister, can I deal with that zombie?" Keith used his tomahawk axe to point at the crawling zombie from earlier.
"Don't be complacent just because it is immobile, it still poses danger. Be always vigilant, understand?!"
"Don't worry sister, I understand."
Only then did Kisha nod to give her consent.
Keith walked slowly behind the zombie, even before the zombie had the chance to crawl around, Keith had already swung his axe down without fear and hit the target, the round head split open like a watermelon. Thick black blood splatter a little on his hands and face. His lashes quiver a little as he smells the stench of decay.
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