Seven Days Before the Apocalypse Chapter 12

"Bring back more supplies—as much as possible. Otherwise... I can't guarantee Grace Garcia will stay human."

Chelsea's threatening words echoed in my ears.

I felt momentarily dazed.

Though Phoebe didn't kill me, she and other students beat me badly. I was covered in injuries.

Now the space wouldn't open, Grace was imprisoned, and Chelsea was forcing me to kill zombies. I might die to the zombie horde again.

Reborn once...

Was I still unable to change the outcome?

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Compared to before, at least now I could easily kill so many zombies.

Getting supplies? I could do it.

I gripped my nearly destroyed hammer, dragging my exhausted body downstairs.

Without Grace's help, killing zombies was much harder.

Fortunately, the floors had been cleared. Zombies were scattered, plus they moved slowly, so I barely made it downstairs.

Across the way was the convenience store.

Unfortunately, countless zombies stood between us.

I couldn't get through!

If these zombies spotted me, I'd be done for.

[Unknown bug fixed. To compensate Host's loss, randomly issuing one reward.]

[Backpack: All-Seeing Detector +1]

[Current Available Currency: 120]

[Space Level: Level 2]

The system's voice came through at that moment.