Staring at the door, Donald took a deep breath. This was it. He was really going to set out on his own. It was really nerve wracking. After all this time, he hadn't really traveled alone since the zombie apocalypse started. What happened in the company building at the start didn't really count. Sure, there were moments where he was alone, but moving alone in a building wasn't the same as traveling the city alone.Donald took a moment to glance back at everyone who had gathered behind him. The group had helped him pack as much as he could carry. It was surprisingly generous of them. Since a lot of the supplies were lost in his stunt and there were still so many people left, he would have thought they would hoard as many supplies as they could. Instead, they had tried to give the majority of their supplies to him.Of course, he refused for several reasons. While he would have gladly taken

Donald shuddered at the words. Those were cringy lines only spoken in a romance novel. How did he know this? Was it because he read romance novels? Not exactly. He had stumbled upon a meme about it and looked it up to learn more about it. Hopefully, things weren't going to go in the same direction as in those novels, but it seemed like his plan worked.There was no way he stood a chance against these guys. He was outnumbered and outgunned, literally. Donald also didn't know what their powers were, except for maybe Larry's. Right now, the only way for him to avoid any bad endings was to grovel and appear as weak as possible. He couldn't let them think for a second that he might be a threat."Walter?" one of the men asked with a confused tone.With his head still bowed to continue his submissive act, Donald couldn't tell who was speaking, but at least he

"Boss, what should we do?" one of the men asked.They were observing the fight in front of them. It was clear that Donald was going to die at this rate. While it was impressive that he got rid of two zombies in such a flashy display, it didn't mean anything if he was going to be trapped beneath the remaining ones and killed. It was really too bad. His power had seemed interesting, but the weak were trampled on.Walter was silent for a few moments before he said, "Henry, Thomas, go.""Boss?" Henry said as their faces warped into confusion."You heard what I said. Go," Walter ordered as he motioned with his head in Donald's direction.Instead of protesting, they hurried over while shooting at the zombies. They were careful to shoot as far away from Donald as possible to avoid accidental

Seeing the hesitation in Donald's eyes, Walter said, "You don't have to make your decision now. You should take a look around before you make your decision."Donald was again caught off guard. Why would this man be willing to show him around if he wasn't certain that Donald would accept his offer? It would be foolish to show a stranger all their secrets unless Walter was certain Donald would join. Did he intend to eliminate him if Donald still didn't agree to join them? It was so hard to read the man.However, he still said, "Thank you for your hospitality."Walter held a hand up and said, "There's no need for thanks. The strong should help the strong."Was the phrase the strong should help the weak? Well, Donald wasn't going to point it out to him. Instead, he was startled when he heard the door open and saw a woman standing at the door. Where had she come from? Okay, that was a stupid question, but he was currently on edge. She coldly glanced at Donald before turning her attention t

No one seemed satisfied with his answer, but Donald had told the truth. He fought the zombies, only to need Walter's group to save him. Of course, Donald didn't miss how the atmosphere had changed the moment he reaffirmed that there was nothing special about him. The friendly atmosphere had become more suffocating as their expressions sharpened."Is that so?" the woman still leaning on him said.There was a hardness in her voice that warned him that things could get ugly very fast if he wasn't careful. He had an inkling that they wouldn't be as friendly if they thought he was weak, but wasn't this a bit too quick? They only shared a few words before they decided to shun him. Shouldn't they at least get to know him first since he was Walter's 'guest'?No, perhaps that was the reason why they were hostile. They expected more from him since he was brought here personally by Walter, and he didn't live up to their expectations. If he wasn't strong, then he must have used underhanded tricks