The big one-eyed guy would easily weigh over 300 pounds; the spiked club in his hand was dyed with blood. And he looked like he couldn’t wait to kill Jim. Clearly, this guy had killed people before. “If I make a soup out of your facial skin, I’m sure I’ll become a bit more handsome,” he confidently and arrogantly walked toward Jim, as if he could destroy his opponent without much of a problem even though Jim was wielding two daggers. “Do we really have to fight each other?” Jim asked. “Fighting wouldn’t do it,” he replied. “Killing is the only way we’ll survive, of course unless the watchers explicitly want us to fight without killing each other, but I doubt they’d care for trash like you.” “How many people did you kill?” Jim asked without hesitation. The bulky man grinned. “You’ll be my fifteenth. If I win a hundred matches, I’ll be able to get out of this dark place, they said, and I plan to get out of here at any cost. So, why don’t you just give up on your life, and I’ll make

Jim was about to vomit, but Joe stopped it by contracting his throat muscles and said, [It’s useless. Those things have already spread out and been absorbed by your gut.]“This fast?” Jim shook his head. “I don’t believe you.” He poked his finger deep into his nose and tried to forcibly vomit. Still, nothing but saliva produced in his mouth. “What the hell? Why don’t you even let me vomit out bad stuff?”[If you vomit, then I think they’ll make you drink that bad stuff again.] Joe said, startling Jim. [Don’t forget that this room has four cameras on four corners. They will be watching your every move. Puking the stuff out after seeing its effects would only attract unnecessary attention. In times like these, you should be smart. The nanobots, worms, and parasites might harm an ordinary person, but I’m with you, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.]“Bullshit. If you were really that dependable, I wouldn’t be here in the first place,” Jim gnashed his teeth. “I wouldn’t have watched my w

Jim mentally prepared himself to fight, and his body was ready to move toward the door that just opened, but his body automatically stopped when his eyes saw an eight-year-old girl step out of the room, holding what looked like two grenades in her hands. And she was trembling in fear. “I want to see my mommy,” she cried and shed tears as she looked at Jim. “Will you help me, uncle?” Jim frowned. “What sort of joke is this? Am I supposed to kill this little girl now? You call this a challenge? Will you get horny by watching me kill this girl, you damn watchers?” [Hey, I don’t think it’s a good idea to scold them.] Joe said. [Instead, you should focus on your opponent. She may be a kid, but if she hits you with those bombs, you’ll die a dog’s death.] The little girl suddenly froze in her steps midway. “What the…” Jim didn’t get what was happening. “D-Did she just freeze?” [I think they controlled her body and froze her through frequency waves.] Joe said. “T-They can do that?” Jim

“I don’t plan on dying in this place, so don’t worry,” Jim told her and then shoulder-bashed the door with all his strength, breaking his way through and pushing the two opponents on the other side of the door down to the floor. The red-colored smoke of the grenade was still very much floating in the air in that closed space, but the zombified opponents didn’t seem to be affected by it at all as two more of them came rushing into the room. Jim rolled over the door and kept his center of mass low as he sliced the dagger and cut through the ankle of one opponent, making him roughly crash forward on his face. The second zombie jumped onto him and clawed at him and tried to bite him. Despite getting saliva spilled in his face, Jim stabbed the opponent multiple times, but to his shock, the opponent seemed unaffected by it, and he managed to bite on the ear that was previously shot by Stanley. Though Joe had helped him recover the lost part of the ear, the pain from back then was felt aga

“Who are you? Why did you try to kill me?” Jim asked the eight-year-old a straight question as he didn’t feel safe around her. After all, she had thrown a grenade at him, and he could have easily died back then.By God’s grace, he managed to survive. And so, he didn’t want to trust this girl anymore.“You’re doubting me after I saved you?” the little girl said.“Saved me? You call that saving?” Jim’s jaw hardened. “Are you fucking with me right now?”Seeing the anger rising into his eyes, the little girl’s heart shook for a second. “I-I’m Natalie. I’m a fourth grade student in Saint Charles high school. It’s been at least a couple of weeks since I came here. I’m not an adult, so they allowed me to take the survivor path even though I haven’t won 30 fights yet. And they gave me the bombs. I won two fights till now with the help of the bombs.”Jim frowned. “That still doesn’t explain how you were able to easily pull the grenade pin. Where did you get that strength?”“AFter they made me