Zombies

41: Material Collection 1

As a leader, the tall man with sunburned tan skin had made sure everything was according to plan. He made sure that no one was left behind, had instructed some subordinates to be moved, also communicated with Ganesha with a change of plan.

Everything went well. Not for an hour, everyone returned to their cars and continued their journey. Large groups, carrying more than one car with one truck are groups that attract the interest of zombies. The number of humans, especially with the noise of four-wheeled vehicles, more and more zombies stepped closer.

Ganesha did not order his kind to stay away. He just kept quiet, closed his eyes and pretended not to see when many zombies slowly approached and tried to block. Whenever Ganeshan wants to control it, he only has to control it. It was not difficult to organize the zombies whose levels were below. It is the same as when someone wants to move their hand or foot. It is very easy and does not need to command twice.

"You don't like Luna?" on the way, when Nanda was humming while driving, Ganesha suddenly asked. Making the humming Nanda and eating the beans almost choke. He coughed a bit, quickly spewed beans out the window, then drank the water that Ganesha had provided.

"Darling, you almost got us in an accident" Nanda grumbled. Luckily the car did not run at all because he was the one who choked. "Why suddenly ask?"

"Did you hate Luna?" Ganesha asked again, as if the choking incident had never existed. It's not his fault if he becomes a little curious. Luna, the tiny woman, came back to their hummer when she found out that Nanda was going to follow Ganesha. He persuaded, as if worried. But clearly not effective. The woman eventually gave up and returned to the caravan. Gathering with non-combat groups.

Nanda's eyebrows were adrift with her husband's question. "No hate" he answered honestly. "I just ... how do I explain it? Somewhat wary of him? That's why I don't want to get too close to him. Well .... it's been years anyway, but .. well, I still don't want to get too close."

"Hmm?"

Nanda sighed, looked forward and leaned back against the chair. A pair of irises seemed to be focused on the road in front of her, but the woman's mind was clearly out of place. "Well, baby, back then, when we were in high school, we were in school. You and me, as well as Luna and the King."

"School?"

"Um," Nanda nodded. Starting to tell the beginning he began to be uncomfortable with the existence of Luna. "I, Luna and the King were one class-separated. Honey, you know what I mean by school?"

Ganesha. Since he was diligent in sucking Nanda's blood, his wits got better. Some things, inexplicably he was able to understand. Especially the social interactions that he often noticed from the human race. Therefore, within the span of a few months, from an innocent Zombie that did not even understand speaking, Ganesha slowly began to understand things at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nanda merass is proud, oh, her husband is a genius! But she also felt affection because she could not see her husband who was innocent and cute anymore.

"Well, the four of us, one school. At that time, you and I were dating. We were friends at that time quite familiar. Then there was an incident involving Luna and Raja," Nanda's eyebrows were adrift. It is a bit confusing how to explain this part. "The essence of the incident, Luna was humiliated. The king of the time had a crush on Luna, so she was really angry-"

"Humiliated?"

"Yes," Nanda hesitated. He stared at the rocky road. "Darling, you want me to tell you this in brief or detail? We'll be at the edge of the village soon."

Ganesha looked ahead, realizing that the speed of the entourage was beginning to slow down. "Tonight, when we're hunting for treasure?"

Nanda giggled at the word treasure. Without hesitation agree. Just as their voices fell, the walkie-talkie rang. Voicing that the group will be separated. Eventually two groups of cars formed. One truck with several cars stopped, parked close to each other while the rest parked themselves outside.

People who park the inside out. Kill the zombies while the land ability users directly create a wall of land to form a shelter zone. An hour later, a 3-meter-high wall was formed. Sturdy enough to withstand from the outside environment full of zombies.

When they felt safe enough, the group outside the wall went back into their cars. Start a journey to collect food in the village on the edge of the city. The roar of the car rang out, the dust flying along the spinning wheels treading the dry ground. The atmosphere of the village entered by a group of 5 cars looks like a dead city.

Every house is damaged, worn out, with many parts exposed. The corpses lived with decomposing bodies and organs that were even incomplete, creeping out closer to the source of sound and life. If anyone still can't stand a horror movie or triller, Nanda is sure the person will die of fear even from the first day the virus spreads.

The people in the car did not stay idle as their car began to be blocked by the swarm of zombies that ran over. They took out their weapons and abilities, smashed the zombie head and even without hesitation got out of the car just to harvest the nucleus from the head that had been crushed and splattered on the ground ...

Nanda pursed her lips. He and some logistics people did not get out of the car. A swarm of zombies was the task of the stronger people to deal with it, those who were not very good at fighting were still self-conscious enough to not trouble those who were harvesting zombie heads.

Ganesha, of course get out of the car. Also helps with his lightning abilities that have been exposed. Oh, everyone thought these high-level zombies had lightning abilities. This made Nanda feel very bored. He watched from inside the car, looking around where their car was almost surrounded by more than 50 zombies.

This amount is considerable, but it is nothing to Ganesha and the King. They brought in about 20 people, with 5 people who were inactive and as logistics plus Nanda who was unemployed and did nothing. The zombies that attacked them, mostly were level 1 zombies and two, their movements were not as agile as level 3 zombies, that was why they dared to come out and face the zombies head-on.

All low-level zombies, better to harvest money. When it gets to the base, the nucleus is already a currency globally. So, avoiding these zombies was really a loss.

Very poor.

Nanda looked concernedly at the group of kings. Seeing the performance of this group, he now understood why the King and his group would gladly promise to take Nanda and Ganesha. Well ... does not mean this group is weak, but they are all still stages of self-development. For the average person, this group is strong.

How not? 14 People, facing more than 50 zombies is an amazing thing. Although he knew most of it was thanks to the contributions of Ganesha and the King, but still this team was very strong. However not all zombies encountered were level 1 and 2, levelless zombies were still more domineering. So, more than 50 zombies were resolved and everything ..well, not all of them had nuclei.

After this, the nucleus, which does not even reach 30 grains, still has to be subdivided again for 14 people ...

Oh, really poor.

After more than two hours of back and forth facing a horde of zombies, the people on the logistics section were running around digging for crystals that were in the zombie brain. They all did so skillfully, clearly used to it and no longer resented the disgust. Their movements were fast, so it didn't take long until the five person logistics section returned and the car resumed its journey.

"Darling, aren't you heartbroken to see your comrades killed and you even killed them?" Nada asked, while driving. After all, since knowing her husband was a zombie, Nanda no longer killed zombies. Instead, he simply trained by killing the zombie beasts and digging out their nuclei.

"No," Ganesha replied without hesitation, according to what Nanda had predicted.

Zombies do not have sentimental feelings for their neighbors. They move like robots, well programmed to obey the stronger ones. Yet, still. Nanda would feel sad and somewhat uneasy when he saw the many human zombies that had their heads slashed.

After all, her husband is a zombie, if until the zombie whose head is destroyed it is Ganesha . really, imagine it makes Nanda scared not play. Therefore, he desperately wanted to raise Ganesha's level. She will make her husband as strong as possible so that no one can hurt this lover. He will also become stronger, so that not a single human, who can touch or even dare to take Ganesha from his side.

"The building is ahead, get ready," a walkie-talkie suddenly sounded. Tell them that their goal is near. Therefore, everyone started to be vigilant. Really, no one was afraid of the zombies that were roaming around them, what they were afraid of were the high level zombies that were secretly hiding.

The large one-story building was visible in their eyes. The large concrete-walled building is more like a warehouse, rather than a small Mall. With a large parking lot, there are many damaged and dusty cars scattered on the cement floor. Some zombies sneak out. One by one, gather close to 5 cars that have just arrived. But not until a few meters approached, their heads would all be destroyed. Shot by the bullets released.

Everyone got out of the parked car, including Nanda who was holding a gun. Before leaving, a man with a face full of smiles handed a gun with many bullets to Nanda. This is just in case, they don't lack bullets anyway. The King's ability is to make any bullet from the weapon he holds. That was why, all the members of the King's group, had never lacked bullets in their pockets.

"Sir, don't stay away from us, okay?" Dwi approaches Nanda. Reflexes stood in front of Nanda and tried to be protective of this weak and gentle-looking female figure. "Your husband is ahead, we can't always protect you."

No one said they had to protect Nanda, but everyone secretly knew that she was the wife of the powerful masked man. It will be a problem when the mission takes place, Nanda why-why. It's not good until the masked man thinks that their group deliberately didn't protect Nanda while the masked man was doing his job, right?

Really troublesome. They even still had to guard their lives, now they had to protect this extremely weak-looking person. Oh, everyone complains silently inwardly. It's impossible to leave Nanda in the car. What if some zombie attacked this girl while they were inside the Mall? That's why no one protested when Nanda came down and joined them. Although some eyes were staring in annoyance and sneering at this weak-looking woman, their mouths were not open to ridicule.

Enough to insult in the heart, there is no need to say it if you do not want to find trouble.

20 People slowly entered the Mall. The formation that was formed, was still the same as Nanda's recollection. The strongest people are in the outermost circle while the weakest are in the innermost circle. As long as there were zombies, the outer circle would move protecting the weakest people. Especially, Dwi who is a user of space capabilities.

The entrance of the Mall is an automatic door made of glass, but now, the glass is broken, scattered into crystal grains on the dusty floor. Some corpses and dark stains were visible. The messy and dark atmosphere on the inside of the Mall is enough to tell that they are not the first group who want to loot the Mall.

Dor's! Dor's!

Gunshots began to sound, deafening the ears and breaking the silence. The number of zombies targeting them was not as many as outside. Clearly, these zombies did not seem to be crowding the Mall but in the village. This makes it easier for looters to get in. However, even though only a few zombies were approaching, they still remained vigilant and did not change the formation.

The inside of the Mall is dark, messy and rotten. A user of the fire ability begins to make fire as a light source. After all, there was no electricity, how could this windowless Mall be bright? The only source of light was only the broken door and the fire created by the fire ability user.

However, Nanda and Ganesha looked at all things very clearly. Their eyes could see in the darkness. The darker, the better. The dimly lit situation actually feels not too pleasant.

As soon as they entered, many ranks of vaults were well arranged, behind the ranks of the cash register that was dusty and damaged. 20 people walked slowly and vigilantly on the inside of the Mall. The ceiling of the Mall is very high, the walls are gray and dusty. A few items scattered in disarray beside the vault that lined up formed a long small passageway.

The sound of a big shot, bouncing on a large concrete wall, gives a much greater sound effect. Especially with lighting that tends to be minimal, sparks from the muzzle of the gun are easily visible to the naked eye. After somehow minutes of people spitting out their bullets, there was no more movement of zombies visible to the eyes.

Everyone was silent on the spot, no longer moving and started to seriously stare at his surroundings. No one spoke, no one made a sound. Everyone sharpens their senses. Make sure there is no movement outside the group, try to listen to whether there is a growling sound ...

The king looked back and nodded. These small movements are cues that they can already be spread out, but still, everyone does not loosen vigilance. Dwi and the 4 logistic members instantly split up together a few strongmen to gather the materials, while the rest spread out on their own with flashlights in their hands.

Nanda, of course, walks with Ganesha. They are not interested in the items that are in this small Mall. All the better things were already inside their dimensional space, so the two were purely just walking through the hallways formed from huge cabinets towering 2 meters high.

No one spoke between the two, but with both hands joined together, Nanda did not stop to smile. The dark, dusty and smelly environment, does not affect Nanda's good mood. To be honest, he could sense that there were level 4 zombies here through the air, but he chose to pretend not to know. Her husband also just kept quiet, looked around under the demon mask and acted very casually as if they were walking in an ordinary Mall, not a messy Mall.

Turning from left to right, whether intentional or unintentional, Ganesha led Nanda to a place where they avoided people. The quiet atmosphere between the two felt warm and comfortable. With both hands grasping each other gently, the feeling of a less obvious temperature difference made them reluctant to let go of each other.

When it felt like it was far enough away from the people and impossible to find, the two pairs of legs both stopped their footsteps. Simultaneously, faces full of smiles looked at each other. A pair of irises of different colors stared at, emitting a gentle radiance of warmth and filled with longing. Without saying a word, without giving a warning, the two of them both approached each other. Dividing the intimacy of different bodies with each other. Kissing with heat, touching each other with passionate excitement.

When Nanda finally pushed Ganesha away and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, they stopped from insanity. The hot atmosphere shattered, both breathing gasping for breath. However, the disturbance this time did not feel annoying. The two looked at each other, then without being able to contain themselves, laughing at each other.

Dor's!

The sound of gunfire faded the smiles of the two. Within seconds, Nanda and Ganesha realized the atmosphere had changed. One shot broke the silence and then another shot. Both did not remain silent again. Run close to the source of the sound with the fastest speed.

The level 4 zombies that were in this room had already started moving and their numbers.