[DAY 9 OF APOCALYPSE]“I need to check that out,” Rachael said as she touched the bullet wound on Drake’s shoulder.Drake grunted in pain as she gave him a small piece of wood to bite on.She retrieved a blade, a tiny dagger that Austin had dropped, and buried it in Drake’s shoulder.“Ahhh!” Drake screamed as she washed it with a hot alcoholic drink.“Take a sip!” she suggested, and Drake obliged, collecting the bottle and taking a sip.The drink quenched his thirst a little, though there was just a small amount left at the bottom of the bottle.“Now, bite on it again,” she said, giving him back the wood.Drake clenched the wood between his teeth as she dragged out the first bullet, sweat forming on Drake’s head.She was nervous too, her hands were shaky, causing Drake more pain.“Where do we go from here?” she said as she tried to locate the second bullet.“MTC, of course, I need to stop Luke as soon as possible,” Drake said.He didn’t need to tell her exactly how urgent it was due to

Drake's eyes burned with rage as he observed Luke preparing to shoot at him.[You can let him kill you. This body is considerably weak now.][Die, Resurrect stronger!][Physical body is too damaged, you will heal up after you take up your new lifepack.]The system’s voice echoed in Drake’s head, and with that, Drake complied.Drake didn’t make it obvious to Luke that he had a plan B or that he was surrendering; he made it seem like he was still trying to fight back.“Drake!” Rachael shouted his name, wondering why Drake was foolish enough to run towards someone with a gun set to shoot.Bam!Bam!Bam!“Noooo!” Rachael screamed, witnessing Drake take two bullets to his chest and one to his head.Luke laughed out loud. He knew that Drake possessed something that made him difficult to damage or injure, but he thought that after successfully killing him, Drake would stay dead.[One Life Pack Depleted, Host Terminated.][Death Cheat Activated.]Drake heard the system’s voice in his head as

Drake’s heart throbbed when he saw that the carton's contents were about to spill. But just as he lost hope, it seemed the wave also hit Racheal, and she was thrown through the gate just like him. Catch! Racheal caught the carton in her hands as she fell on her chest, preventing it from hitting the ground. Drake’s eyes widened at the save; it was a near-death experience for them both. They could have turned into one of those things. “Phew!” Drake exhaled as he got back on his feet and helped Rachael up. “I owe you,” he said to Racheal as he took the carton from her hand and stacked it up. Drake climbed up the elevation in front of the gate and he saw it all... Thousands of zombies shredded into heaps of decayed matter, filling the entire compound. It was a gut-wrenching sight. “You did it, you stopped Luke,” Rachael said, and he nodded. “Not without your help,” Drake murmured as he focused on the view from the top of the elevation. BEEP! He then heard the system’s voice c

"Don’t go yet; I need to know more about this so-called upgrader who can conjure things, and why he sabotaged me. I am not sure I have had any problem with anyone of that sort," Drake said. He called back to his system, and then the voice of his system came up in his head again. "The conjurer is your next big enemy." "What, enemy?!" Drake’s eyes widened in shock as he heard this. What did the system mean? Could someone just choose him as an enemy without him doing anything? "I don’t understand; I have never encountered this person before. In what way did I become an enemy to her?" Drake asked. [CORRECTION: The conjurer is of the opposite gender to the host.] Drake’s eyes lit up after hearing this, anger and shock mixed. “This person is a she?” he said, wondering. “Most enemies I have come across are male; this makes it even more impossible that I got into trouble with this person, as you have said,” Drake said, unsure of what was happening. [I never mentioned the host got into

Drake panicked as he hurried around the restaurant."They won't let go!" Drake screamed."Their grips are too strong," Drake said to Rachael.All of his attempts to dislodge the zombies failed."Try using your strength to push them with the shelves!" Rachael suggested.With that idea, Drake quickly moved to the metal shelves that held pastries and baked goods.Scratch!!Drake pulled the shelves closer using his strength.He then lifted them and placed them on the ends of the zombies attached to his legs.Grooo!!The zombies emitted a disgusting groan as the shelves pinned them down.But, being undead, they still struggled to reach Drake with their grasping hands."Phew!"Drake sighed after checking his legs and finding no bites or scratches."We managed to get away from them," Drake said, and Rachael nodded.Thud!Thud!While they tried to catch their breath, they continued to watch through the glass.The zombies outside were still struggling to break in."Oh my God, food!" Rachael ex