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    “You can do it now.”

    I thought I could just eat the last of the food I brought from the officetel for breakfast and then leave.

    Today’s goal was to kill all the zombies on the emergency stairs and look around the first and second floor shopping malls.

    So, after eating breakfast and cleaning up, I put food and bottled water in the bag around my waist like I did yesterday.

    Then I opened the emergency exit, went out, closed the door, and looked around.

    Now I can hold a baseball bat quite well.

    And I guess I can handle at least one of them lightly.

    “Hehe……”

    Just then I saw one.

    And then he found me and was about to open his mouth.

    I had to kill him before he moaned and called his comrades, so I jumped up and swung the bat.

    From top to bottom, as if swinging a sword.

    Even if you are blocked, you can continue the attack.

    But I smashed the zombie’s head in one go.

    “To.”

    It was unexpected.

    I didn’t think I could kill it with one hit, so I thought I would have to hit it multiple times.

    Moreover, the zombie’s arm, which was halfway up, went limp, as if he had been killed before he could raise his guard.

    I pushed the zombie body that had fallen on the ground away with my foot and turned to the right.

    A good thing is a good thing, it’s better to think about it later.

    Thinking about going inside, I took out the broom I had used as a latch and went inside.

    And hung the broom on the handle.

    “It’s safe if you do it like that. Even if someone comes, they won’t be able to come in.”

    I tightened the headset around my neck and attached a self-defense baton to my wrist.

    And I opened the emergency staircase door with one hand.

    Strangely enough, the zombies were not seen right away.

    Now that a few days have passed, I thought everyone would have gone their separate ways, but I was surprised.

    Still, it was better than zombies coming from above, so it didn’t matter.

    “Hey!”

    I adjusted my grip on the baseball bat and stood with my back to the door.

    Soon, zombies started coming up the stairs.

    As I remembered, there were five or six of them. Seven to be exact.

    But there was nothing they could do now.

    Because the entrance here is narrow, only one or two can attack at a time.

    “Haha, come and see!”

    And one to two would be enough for me to deal with.

    I was even more confident because I had just smashed the head of a zombie charging at me from the front.

    But that was my mistake.

    “Huh!?”

    The second and third zombies grabbed my ankles as if they were waiting for me.

    And then the fourth zombie stepped on the two zombies and jumped up.

    I hurriedly raised my bat to block it, but I knew it instinctively.

    These bastards plan to bite me after they put me down.

    I had no intention of being beaten, so I braced my feet and held on.

    “…………Ugh.”

    As soon as I thought I had to get rid of the fourth zombie, I felt a strong shock to my abdomen.

    It felt like the fifth zombie had headbutted me hard in the stomach. When I got to this point, I couldn’t hold on any longer.

    The body slowly tilted and then fell backwards.

    However, if you stay calm, you can win.

    So, I let go of the hand that held the self-defense baton on my wrist, grabbed the self-defense baton, and struck the fourth zombie’s head.

    With a crunching sound, the fourth zombie with its head smashed trembled.

    I gave another hit, and the zombie fell on top of me.

    I twisted my body to push it away, then looked ahead.

    “…….Fuck.”

    I felt like my body was being dragged, and suddenly I felt a series of short pains.

    The three of these bastards were pulling me together inside the stairs, trying to eat me up.

    As soon as I wondered what the other two were doing, a zombie rushed towards me.

    “Fuck!”

    He let go of his self-defense baton, grabbed the baseball bat with both hands, and hit the head of the rushing zombie as hard as he could.

    This time, I was lucky, and the head of the zombie that fell behind was smashed.

    But there were still four left, and three were now biting my leg.

    Maybe they were just trying to make me lose the use of my legs, but it wasn’t a joke for the three of us to hang around.

    Even though I tried to stop him by kicking him, there was nothing I could do because his lower body was already completely grabbed.

    However, if you try to get up halfway and take off, the last zombie that hasn’t attacked yet catches your eye.

    In the end, I had no choice but to give him my leg and keep him in check so he could taste it to his heart’s content.

    “I’m glad I got used to it.”

    Perhaps because I was bitten so many times yesterday, I can now bear the bites.

    So, I tried to break the head of the last zombie and shake off the ones below, but something was strange.

    That bastard. Now he’s running toward me with both arms raised on guard.

    I was momentarily dazed.

    What should I do if they raise their guard and attack me like that? How should I swing it?

    “Hey!”

    I swung the bat as hard as I could, but it didn’t seem to cause any significant damage.

    Instead, the zombie clumsily tripped after stepping on his colleagues and fell onto my arm.

    And the familiar pain. The zombie hanging down, biting its right arm, waved its mouth left and right.

    I broke into a cold sweat, and before I knew it, tears were flowing.

    It was natural. Because I knew it instinctively.

    Now, as each of those zombies shakes their heads, they tear my wounds even more, and eventually they will eat my flesh.

    I felt like I had foolishly entered the tiger’s den, but I had to remain calm.

    Saline solution. Ointment. approximately. gauze. And as long as you have food, you can recover from these wounds quickly.

    So, if you can somehow go back, you won’t die.

    So I threw away the baseball bat, forced my right arm to move, and grabbed the self-defense baton around my wrist with my left hand.

    Then he struck the zombie’s head repeatedly with the end of the handle.

    It must have been biting so hard that every time the zombie’s head shook, it felt like my right arm was being torn apart.

    No, now the wound was dented to the point where the pale bone was exposed.

    “Haa….. Phew… Hey!”

    Still, I was able to deliver the final blow before it was too late, and the next three were hanging around with their legs biting.

    Fortunately, I still had feeling in my legs.

    And there didn’t seem to be any bites.

    Then, all that was left was to kill them one by one.

    First, he smashed the head of the zombie biting his left leg.

    The second was a zombie biting his right leg, and the last was a zombie biting his right ankle.

    “Ha, fuck.”

    He staggered to his feet, then grabbed the baseball bat that had fallen to the ground.

    Although it was a victory that only hurt, it was important that we won.

    Even though dark red and sticky liquid leaks from the bite site and you have to limp.

    Still, it was important to be able to safely move to and from the first floor in the future.

    As I was shaking with joy, I saw someone slowly coming down from the second floor.

    I thought he was a survivor, but looking at his green skin, I was certain he was a zombie.

    “Still, it’s only one……..?”

    I suddenly felt out of breath and couldn’t move my body properly.

    I even remembered that I was trying to swing a bat to kill the zombie just a moment ago.

    But I couldn’t remember why I was holding my breath against the wall.

    And I only found out after seeing the zombie properly.

    That zombie is a mutant. Among the variants, it is the most dangerous because it is most similar to regular zombies.

    “Boxer…..!”

    That doesn’t mean that zombie is boxing.

    However, it was important to have the body of a decent athlete and be able to swing your fists.

    I don’t get tired and I don’t get scared.

    And I was confident that I, who was exhausted from dealing with 7 dogs, would be no match for Boxer.

    escape? It’s already late. If you try to run away while limping, you will quickly catch up and die.

    So, I had to think of the best way possible here.

    “Well……”

    “Hiik….!”

    The boxer just raised his fist, but his body was shaking.

    My body, which had already been hit once, could not move easily.

    I know that if I don’t move now, I might die.

    But I don’t like being sick. Those two thoughts coexisted.

    Of course, I know how to deal with boxers. But I am not the main character.

    If he were the main character, he would have smashed the boxer’s head with a wooden sword a long time ago.

    Not even an agent. I’m just a public servant, and I don’t have any power.

    She’s just a sickly silver-haired, red-eyed girl.

    Nothing special.

    Just a loser in life who ended up in a novel written by an author.

    The trash that society keeps its distance from. So, I didn’t have enough courage to fight against that guy right now.

    “…….Big! Wow…. Ugh….”

    No, it wasn’t there anymore.

    I was even more scared after being hit in the side by the fierce fist of the boxer who silently approached me.

    I thought, why not run away to a PC room like this?

    But suddenly I felt nauseous. It was disgusting.

    I promised myself that I would change, but then I thought about running away like my past life.

    I know the strategy. There is also a body that can do that. If so, just do it.

    “Hey, Mr.!”

    He threw down what he was holding and hurriedly crawled on all fours to grab Boxer’s leg.

    That guy only talks about being a boxer, but in reality he can only punch on the phone.

    And I knew that I was even more vulnerable to these ground techniques.

    Of course, since he is intelligent, he should lower his upper body to block…

    “Ack! Hehehehehehe…….”

    “That’s right.”

    The boxer hit my back with his fist as if to tell me not to do it.

    I knew what it meant.

    It meant that we should not lose our strength and work together to get the best of each other.

    I want to eat it sparingly, but if you keep doing it, it also means that I have no choice but to destroy it.

    But I wanted to live. I wanted to survive, so I used my strength again to hold on and tried to knock down the boxer.

    I grabbed the inside of my knee, desperately putting my weight on it, pulling and shaking it.

    Of course, every time that happened, the boxer hit my back with his fist.

    Then, as if trying to neutralize me, he started repeatedly hitting my back.

    It was incredibly painful, and I thought about giving up.

    But I was so scared of dying that I had no choice but to force myself to hold on.

    And just as the feeling in his back was almost gone, the boxer fell backwards.

    “This….. Ugh… Fuck you, you bastard…!”

    “Guhuh……!”

    Before the boxer could get up, he got on top of him and immediately punched him in the chin.

    Then, I pinned his shoulder by pressing it with my knee, and kept pounding my fist while crying.

    If your left fist hurts, use your right fist. If your right fist hurts, use your left fist.

    Then, since we were both in pain, we just held each other and kept hitting.

    Boxer also beat me desperately.

    Since he can’t get rid of me right now, he taps his side with his fist.

    They continued to exchange fists affectionately with each other.

    And it was I who won.

    “Fuck.”

    With only those words left, I fell on top of my boxers.

    My body felt like it was going to break, and I felt like I needed to catch my breath.

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