Chapter 29: Chase.

[Boomer

Unlocking Condition: STR 20 or higher, CON 20 or higher.

Spews vomit containing potent infectious material at the opponent, extremely dangerous to living organisms.

Special Ability: Vomit Attack

Unlockable Higher-Tier Entities: Impaler or Bloater]

Do you think you could avoid a stream of vomit pouring out the moment you open a door?

Perhaps someone with exceptional athleticism could instinctively dodge it before their brain even registers it.

But I was pretty sure I wasn’t one of those people.

“Ugh! Grueeeack, uwaaack! Puurueeeack!….”

And so, I was completely covered from head to toe in that sticky, dirty, warm vomit.

“Ah… Ah…

Grrrrowl?….”

They say that sometimes, when a person receives a shock beyond what they can handle, they might lose their mind, right?

” of…. ”fofofofofofofofot!!!!! “

Kuaooooh!!!

Honestly, I don’t really remember how things proceeded after that.

Grrrrowl?!!’

Kuaoowaah!!!

‘Thump!! Kwakwakwang!!’

By the time my dazed mind returned, I had already stripped off all the vomit-covered clothes and was reflexively shaking off the remaining ‘foreign substances’ from my body.

Unit 2 was still rampaging in the present progressive tense.

The mutated zombie that spewed the vomit was lying in a pulp somewhere in the corner.

And in between them were numerous zombies…

Grrr….”

Uwooo….”

“Urrrooo….”

“Ah…

Wasn’t I naked right now?”

Grrr…

Similarly, Unit 1, who was also beaten to a pulp, was staring intently at me.

As my mind came back, I could feel the shame I had forgotten filling my head.

Ah… f*ck…”

Should I just kill them all?

I never want to remember again the dark history of squatting naked among the zombies I unintentionally summoned, sniffling and rummaging through my bag for spare clothes and tissues.

The only reason I didn’t pull the pin on the grenade in my bag and throw it was because my last remaining bit of reason barely managed to suppress it.

Of course, zombies who can’t even think normally and only know how to devour survivors wouldn’t react to me even if they saw me…

Grrr.

Even though I’ve become half-dead while being dragged around by Unit 2, it’s annoying that I’m more bothered by Unit 1, who keeps staring at me.

“Kuaooooh!!’

‘Kuwang! Kujik!’

Wouldn’t it be less embarrassing if it was rampaging like Unit 2…?

F*ck… what am I even doing…”

I’d like to change right away if I could, but if I did, it might become even more terrible because of the vomit residue remaining on my body, so I’m wiping every corner of my body with tissues.

Still, just when I thought I was slowly getting used to it, seeing this body again without preparation makes me feel like I’ve returned to the time when I first opened my eyes… it’s seriously f*cking awful.

The best way to describe my current appearance is a middle school girl, my height is probably less than 150cm, and my weight is under 40kg? My chest is A… Ah, f*ck….

I wiped as hard as I could, thinking that if I wiped roughly, this terrible smell might come back.

Of course, no matter how meticulously I wipe, there’s a clear limit with tissues, so I’ll have to wash it properly with water later…

Let’s grasp the reality.

This is a ruined zombie world, where electricity and water are cut off. Modern civilization’s luxury?

Let alone warm water, it would be fortunate if I could wash in a river not stained with blood.

As I kept cursing while looking at my body, it felt like my voice now matched this body, so I can’t even talk to myself.

Even though it’s shabby, I feel much better after changing into new clothes.

I don’t want to touch the vomit-stained clothes anymore, I just want to get out of here quickly.

” Grroo….”

It seems like you’re the only one on my side among the zombies here, Unit 2.

‘Thump!… Thump!…’

Goodbye to this f*cking hospital.

Kuaoo….”

Unit 2 carries me on its back again,

I felt strangely displeased because it felt like it was treating me like a child, but I let it go because of what happened earlier.

I was half out of my mind with anger earlier, but it personally turned the other mutated zombie that dared to vomit on me into a pulp, achieving justice,

And it wasn’t intentional, but it was also helpful that it was rampaging alone and drawing attention…

‘Thump!… Thump!…’

‘Well, it’s getting easier to get used to.

It’s a bit shaky, but it’s not too bad to ride.

It’s also because my senses have dulled because I’m a zombie, and I don’t really get motion sickness.

Next is the research lab…”

The original plan was to go straight to a research institute like the Centers for Disease Control, but it wasn’t a fixed goal, and I think it’s okay to go with a little leeway.

I feel uneasy.

I need to stop by a department store or a large mart on the way to pick up a few more spare clothes and find a place to wash.

Grroo?….”

‘I’m not talking to you, just keep going.’ “

Of course, there’s another reason too.

Hospitals were bound to fail naturally due to the influx of patients, but what about research institutes like government-funded organizations?

Especially in the case of a zombie outbreak, I don’t know what the situation is like now that the research institute, which would have been the top priority for protection, is in.

Emergency broadcasts are all cut off, there’s no power, and it’s a global disaster, not just a national one, so the probability that it has self-destructed is probably high,

But what if there are surviving researchers or soldiers protecting them left?

They would probably see me as a disaster, but it’s also troublesome from my point of view.

First of all, even if I can communicate, the fact that I’m a zombie remains.

Therefore, my existence itself is a threat to them, and even if we somehow get through, the problem is how I, as an intelligent zombie with some reason left, will be received this time.

Even if I try to hide the fact that I’m a zombie, the sloppy disguises like before will be exposed quickly, and there’s no way to separate Unit 2…

“Haa… I have a lot to worry about.

First, I need to level up and get some useful skills.

Status Window”

[User Stats (LV 50)

Acquire new skills tailored to the user’s tendencies.]

Huh… when did I level up?

My previous level was clearly in the late 48s, and after that… Ah, when I was half out of my mind,

There were a lot of zombies gathered then, which was uncomfortable, but thanks to that, I leveled up.

[User Basic Information

Name: Ha Yeon Gender: Female

Race: Zombie Classification: Screamer

User Stats (LV 50)

STR: 21

DEX: 32

CON: 21 INT:???

LUK: 23 Bonus Stats: +5

Until Next Level… (8/310)

User Skills

Scratch – Swing your arm to attack living creatures.

Bite – Bite the living creature designated as the attack target.

Evasion – Increases the probability of avoiding threats from the attack target.

Aggro – Draw aggro in a wide area to gather nearby zombies. (90%)

Lure – Can move with nearby zombies. (20%)

Language – Speaks a language that ordinary zombies cannot. (INT 70 or higher)

Presence Detection – Detects the presence of moving objects and survivors within a radius of ‘100m’. However, you are defenseless while sensing.]

It’s a better skill than I thought.

It’s not a direct attack skill, but its potential is endless depending on how it’s used.

I’m defenseless while using it, but I can just not use it in dangerous places in the first place,

‘Presence Detection’

‘Stop’

At the same time as using the skill, my body stiffens and my eyes close involuntarily.

Then, the presence of moving beings, like radar, is detected up to about 100m around me.

I don’t know how it’s possible, but information about the surrounding situation begins to come in like it’s conveyed by intuition.

Unit 2, carrying me on its back, Unit 1 being dragged along, a few ordinary zombies following behind, and zombies hiding in the surrounding buildings and… something strange…

Release

I quickly stopped using the skill and turned my head to check the direction where I felt the strange sensation that was different from the zombies.

The protagonist of the strangely felt sensation, a survivor, makes eye contact.

The survivor turns around and heads between the buildings as if embarrassed when our eyes meet.

It would be a problem if my identity was revealed like this.

I quickly jump off Unit 2’s back.

Unit 1, Lure!

I use the Lure skill on Unit 1, whose body is faster, and start chasing the survivor.

The chase that must never be missed begins.