Zombies

37: Meeting Back

Hustle and bustle in a tent buzzing like the sound of swarming bees. Everyone chatted, spitting out their respective thoughts and forming a group. The wooden tables and chairs were all occupied. Dishes containing leftovers were taken by some thin people who acted as servants.

This is a canteen. The only canteen providing food at the base. But the crowded atmosphere filled by men with stout stature and women with minimal clothes makes the atmosphere of the cafeteria more look like a gathering place for the mafia. Most people, will choose to buy food and not eat it on the spot. Too dangerous, the canteen was where the strong people gathered. Those who are weak, just because they are unsightly, will be beaten or even killed.

Really arrogant, no humanity. But the current situation has dropped morale. Those who are strong in power, weak figures can only submit and obey if they want to stay alive.

"Udah denger yet? He said at base H, they managed to make a water neutralizer," the man who had only one voice in his eyes, started the topic at a table full of nuts. This is arguably very luxurious considering the amount of food is scarce, especially for nuts that are considered by this group as snacks.

"Udah," his friend responded. "According to you, the base will make a mission to Base H?"

Laughter is heard. A large hand grabbed one of the women, making him sit on the lap of the creepy-faced man. "Yes! Must be a base for a mission. We'll take it!" he then began to grope the body of the skinny woman sitting on his lap.

"Base H, she said she was a pretty girl," one of the men grinned, licking his own lips as soon as he imagined the plump body to be touched.

"It's not the girl that's beautiful Boss! The food there is also better!"

Nanda grunting. He glanced briefly at the canteen before finally looking back ahead. The chatter of the people in the cafeteria is not very important, but some things are very useful even though they tend to be confusing. Such as the H base that successfully makes water purifiers, or the 1 AD base that welcomes users of the ability of water, soil and plants as a shortcut to prosperity.

Walking in tandem with Ganesha, several men stared hungryly at Nanda. With a body that is not too high and not short, the proportion of the fitting body is immersed in a clean and neat t-shirt. Also the face with cheeks slightly softer to give the impression of childish and young, Nanda is very striking. Some ambiguous and vulgar words alternated, mentioning frontally their fantasies about a white body behind clothes.

Nanda heard it clearly, but her expression did not change. The two little hands hugged next to Ganesha's arms, confirming that she was with her husband. The tall male figure, with a well-built body and clearly having a difficult atmosphere nearby was the best shield. Many people do not dare to mess around. It is not an ordinary person to stay clean and look very healthy on days like this. They are not only rich, but strong.

Getting into the hummer, in the end Nanda could only survive in this Base overnight. They returned the keys, drove a four-wheeled vehicle and decisively left the pitiful little Base.

"Honey, you really can't summon zombies from a distance?" Nanda sighed, drove and looked at both sides of the road filled with trees.

"Little zombies only" replied Ganesha. "The zombies above level 3 are only about 100 meters away."

The last time he met his Uncle, his Uncle was a level 4 zombie, now maybe ... has already entered level 5? It's been months. He wasn't even sure what date this was. Could it have been a year after the virus spread? I don't know, the concept of time is no longer visible in his eyes.

However given Ganesha's undetectable abilities and Ganesha himself does not know his level, Nanda can only hope that his Uncle will have the same consciousness as Ganesha and meet Erica ...

Oh, will Erica accept her uncle who is no longer human? Nanda's eyebrows are adrift. Realizing that Erica was more focused on the children, she no longer showed any sadness, clearly accepting that her Tantenya would never be with her uncle again. But if there is still a chance .. will Erica take it?

He may have left Base 1 AD for several months, Nanda is also unsure of the exact situation there now. But the Wijaya family must have treated Erica well, especially Tantenya is a strong fire ability user. The tantenum will interact with many people. Although it is difficult to fall back in love, but that does not mean it is impossible.

Unknowingly, Nanda's brows frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ganesha turned his head, realizing that his wife was in a different mood. When he was thinking about something, Nanda would definitely be more silent.

"NesNes," Nanda stared focused forward, riding a hummer at moderate speed. "Do you like me that much?"

"Yes," Ganesha unhesitatingly replied.

"You think ... ," Nanda hesitated. He glanced at Ganesha, then looked back to the front. "Does Uncle still like Auntie? He's been a zombie ... Aunty is also a human being, I see she has slowly started a new life ... ," so, is her action right? To bring together Aunt and her Uncle? But how many years does it take for them to 'meet normally' and look 'equivalent'? Now, he even always feels misgivings that others will find that Ganesha is a zombie.

"I don't know," the pale zombie replied honestly. He realized the female human uneasiness beside him. "When my consciousness appeared, I did not remember anything. Just ... ," the man's eyebrows were adrift. "It's just instinct to look for you."

Nanda speechless. A pair of hazel cheered when she remembered that her husband had formed a team to look for her. This man was obviously worried, impatient to find him. The last thing to think about before becoming a zombie is definitely meeting Nanda ...

Then the last thing his uncle thought? When it powerfully escaped to turn into a zombie .. was it to meet with Erica? When his zombie-turned-uncle meets Erica at Base ... Nanda still remembers when the man wanted to attack his Tantenya. True loss of consciousness, not knowing the Tantenya at all ...

"When we had consciousness, we didn't have any memories when we were human," Ganesha suddenly opened his voice, breaking the silence in the car. Nanda glanced, looking at her husband before looking back to the front. "Don't hesitate. We'll find your uncle, bring him in, then when he's conscious, there's no need to mention his past."

Nanda swallowed the forced saliva. "What if ... she meets Auntie?"

"That's a problem later, will they meet directly?"

No ...

"Bring him up. Just one, no problem. After all, I need a strong subordinate when the situation is urgent," he said casually as he leaned back on the chair.

Nanda blinked. Sometimes Ganesha does not speak at all, but when he has spoken a lot, the things he worries about will sound like nonsense ...

Nanda chuckles. "Honey, the longer, the more I love you!" he said he was happy and then added hummer speed. Ganesha did not say anything, but his pale thin lips curved slightly. Form a small smile with a pair of beautiful shiny black jewel irises.

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Auman and a bang were heard. The foul scent of air suffocates breathing. Everyone who tries to approach a mini market looks aggressive, attacking mercilessly at the approaching zombie figure. Mutual shots rang out, along with three abilities that continued to attack living corpses smelling of carrion.

"Revelation!"

DOR'S!

Shots pounding, zombie heads smashed up disgusting white and black residue. But no one commented, they only glanced at a glance and then came back to attack the others. The formation is made up of 3 structured layers. The most powerful figure stood as a shield, attacking the most aggressively and eyeing the strongest zombies, the middle position protected the back of the front position, while attacking the remaining zombies that escaped and the last position, the middle position, this ensures that the back of both positions remain safe.

The rest of the troops who could not join the fight, hid inside the cars parked outside. The safe distance created by several meters made them likely to just watch. Others held weapons and protected the people in the car.

The king, with the ability to make bullets according to the weapon he was wielding, never ran out of bullets at all. In a matter of seconds an empty shell will fill up. With precise shot accuracy, the tall figure with his hair cut short continued shooting towards the zombie head. When he faced off against a level zombie, the shot would turn into many folds in a split second. Breaking a hard zombie shell like steel.

Wush!

The king reflexively lowered his head when he heard the gusts of wind and strong killing intent. His heart slipped, only a few centimeters, his head would be cut off by a sharp hand that was sturdy and gray. The tall man immediately stepped back, keeping his distance and showering with gunfire at the gray-skinned, whole figure.

"Amghhh!" the roar of anger echoed. The zombies that were originally scattered, denied the anger of their leader. The actions of all the leveled zombies underneath became even more aggressive. Attacking blindly as if venting anger.

The king had to shoot within a certain range in order for the firepower to increase. But the agile movement of zombies made him really have to be vigilant. Heart rate, adrenaline increases. He knew, the longer a level 4 zombie was not completed, the more depleted the stamina he had. The tall man clenched his teeth, without hesitating to make a decision. He ran over and then without hesitation, pointed the two pistols in hand in the same direction and opened fire.

DOR'S!

Deg.

The King's heart is breaking. The distance with the level 4 zombies was at the range of the attack and the head being targeted ...

Not perforated at all.

"Review Boss!" everyone is screaming. Horror is not playing to see their leaders will take their lives. But just as they thought they were going to lose a leader, a light blocked the vision, along with a bang that made the dust fly.

Aware of the shock, in the conspiracy of seconds the man who almost claimed his life, immediately took a distance. The roar of level 4 zombie rage sounded. The figure of a tall man in an army suit suddenly appeared in the midst of battle. Without any hesitation at all, attacking a level 4 zombie with a dazzling and powerful lightning strike.

The zombie, which was originally so agile and invincible, could now only roar in pain, being electrocuted by the powerful electric momentum of over 1000Volt. The iron-thick grey skin, with the naked eye, blackened and became charred, accompanied by a voice that was no longer heard and a body that fell on the ground.

Silent.

Everyone was stunned by this too powerful momentum. A level 4 zombie was no easy matter, defeating it in just seconds, the figure of the demon masked man who suddenly appeared completely made everyone freeze syock. Not believing what they see.

This man ... this man is too strong.

"Don't let your guard down!" The king suddenly shouted out his mind-bending comrades. "Clean the remaining zombies!"

Everyone, without a doubt, was back on guard. The leader of the zombies has died, now all the zombies are only moving through instinct and not as strong as before. The assailants, need not take long, managed to kill all the zombies after 3 hours of relentless assault.

"Who is that guy?"

"He ... he's too strong."

"Are the men from the military?"

"Isn't it clear from the uniform?"

"Saturday! Be quiet! Boss approached!"

Everyone who was originally noisy, suddenly kept quiet as they looked at the tall man who was the Boss of this group, walking closer to the masked figure. When the two men stood facing each other, the height of the two looked different. The masked figure looked slightly taller, with a mysterious aura as he just stood still without the slightest sound.

"Thank you for helping us" said the King sincerely. This man not only saved his life, but also helped their group to deal with the level 4 zombies. He could not carelessly face a stronger figure. A little offending him, it was not something good.

"Together!"

Out of nowhere, a shorter figure suddenly came out from behind the masked man. The one-pointed female, with a petite face and a pair of round brown irises was smiling widely, looking cheerful and cute, in stark contrast to the red demon masked man beside her.

The king knitted his eyebrows. Staring at Nanda who was out of nowhere, just appeared. Oh, is it because everyone is too focused on the masked man, this little girl is so invisible? Nanda actually has a standard height although it does not reach 160cm, but standing next to Ganesha who has a height of 190cm, he only looks very tiny.

"Hello Brother! Since we've helped, the crops are divided equally, how?" nanda said bluntly. The tone was plain, with a pair of round eyes twinkling childishly. Especially with a black white rabbit shirt and knee-length shorts, Nanda really looks like a teenager.

The king looked towards the masked man, then looked at the woman who was spoiled, hugging next to him. Both are clearly intimate and rather than a masked man, this woman looks easier to talk to even though it is too.

"OK," the king unreservedly agreed. After all, no really good person would be willing to help selflessly, especially at a time like this. "How much do you want?"

Nanda's eyes brightened. "We want half!"

"No," the King reflexively refused. His brows frowned at the word half-part should be given to two people ...

"Pelit," Nanda pursed her lips, then clucked. "What about 1/3? Agreed? Okay?"

"1/4" The king tried to negotiate.

Nanda glaring. "Cock offered again?!"

Sighing, the tall man glanced at the masked man who made no sound at all. "We have a group with many people, the amount of supplies in the minimarket also does not know how much," he explained patiently. "You two, while we are many, it would be unfair if you get too much."

Trying to persuade and give a reasonable reason, the King spoke a lot. Oh, this is no excuse, this is reality. They were made up of several tens of heads that wanted to be fed, while they were obviously just the two of them. After all, obviously they didn't ask for help. Who would have thought that these two people were so greedy?

"Sister, you ask yourself, how much? It was my turn to answer honestly, Brother bid and in the end decided the outcome? Jeez .. Your life is only worth 1/4 of the total amount of inventory in this mini market?! Very cheap! If we knew the price of your life was that cheap, we wouldn't help you!"

" ... ."

Where did this little devil come from ...

Everyone was smirking with that very sharp little mouth. His tone was childish, but his speech was very bold. Really, no one dared to talk like that about Boss, especially in front of him directly .. If not for the strong figure beside him, they were all convinced that Boss would instantly kill the child on the spot.

Seeing the silent King with frowning brows and tightly clenched lips forming a straight line, Nanda was about to open her mouth again. However, when he felt a touch in his head, he looked up. Staring at the masked figure who gently rubbed his head.

A pair of round eyes flickered, before finally chuckling and instantly scattering into the arms of the larger man.

"Okay, forget. I'm just kidding," he said - success makes some people who hear him glare. Serious negotiations like this, considered joking?! Really, they wanted to strangle this little devil! "Take it all, we don't need it. But instead, Big Brother, we want to ask you some information."

King's upset. This kid was obviously playing around with him, making the leader's hand itch wanting to hole that head with a bullet. But upon hearing the last words, the King did not immediately promise. "What information?"

Puckered his lips, the pigtailed figure glared. "Should we talk here? Brother, it's hot in here and I'm tired!"

The king remained silent for a few seconds. Staring at the figure of the woman who was sticky and spoiled, then looking at the masked figure. In the end, he nodded. "Okay, come with me."