After Kisha ignited the fire of resolve and dreams for the future in everyone’s hearts, their enthusiasm to become warriors burned even brighter. The atmosphere was electric with determination and hope.
Before leaving, Kisha made a special request to the personnel overseeing the registration. She asked them to keep an eye out for individuals with strong computer skills—those capable of handling security system. She intended to find someone who could take charge of the lab’s digital defenses and ensure the safety of both the facility and its workers.
Although Kisha didn’t specify why she needed IT personnel, the registration staff were happy to be entrusted with such an important task. They began meticulously interviewing each registrant—asking about their practical capabilities, previous occupations, and relevant skills. What was initially a simple registration process quickly turned into a thorough screening, designed to gather all the essential information.
Since the number of applicants was overwhelming, Kisha couldn’t possibly stay and check each person’s status window herself to assess their Gifts, Talents, or specialties. After delegating the task to the staff, she excused herself and headed toward the outer wall to check on the situation beyond the base.
So far, no new survivors had arrived since Rakan and his group. Kisha suspected that the previous zombie migration had either forced the remaining survivors to lie low or relocate their bases elsewhere. What she needed to focus on now was mapping out the locations of other survivor settlements to better prepare for any future conflict—or potential threats they might bring to her base.
While the warrior registration continued in the square, several warriors were outside the wall undergoing practical training by engaging with incoming zombies drawn to the area. Among them were Rose, Fred, Clyde, Reeve, Levi, Rakan and his men—and Evelyn.
Even the large Alabai dog that had once brought the baby to Evelyn was now fighting alongside her. With its powerful build, the dog would charge into the zombies, knocking them off balance and giving Evelyn the perfect opening to reposition and strike, slicing through their necks with her blade-like hands.
Each team was led by one of the senior warriors, and Kisha felt this approach was quite effective. After all, they couldn’t remain safely hidden behind the walls forever and expect peace to last without constant vigilance.
Regular training ensured the warriors continued to sharpen their skills and didn’t grow complacent. More importantly, it served as a reminder of the horrors of the last zombie wave—something they couldn’t afford to forget.
From her vantage point atop the wall, Kisha gazed into the distance, scanning the horizon. Overhead, she spotted several drones hovering in the sky, silently sweeping the area as they provided surveillance. She smiled, recognizing the aerial support team’s efforts to assist the warriors below. With the drones in place, the teams had real-time protection against surprise attacks—whether from an evolved zombie or a flanking horde.
Kisha’s inventory interface appeared before her, and she quickly navigated to the miscellaneous items tab. Her eyes landed on a thin rope, about three to four meters long. With a quick flick of her hand, she pulled it out and tied each end securely to a dagger. Perched atop the lamp post, she tested the makeshift weapon by hurling one dagger down into a zombie below, then yanked the rope, retrieving the blade with a satisfying pull. freewebnoveℓ.com
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