Chapter 3: Everywhere Is Zombie And The System Of Attributes.

Click!

He locked the main door.

No matter what, in an unclear situation outside, preventing other creatures from entering was the first action to take.

After locking the door, he hurriedly ran back inside. Passing by the water cooler, he conveniently smashed the lock on the first aid box above with the bat, reaching in to grab all the medicine inside.

"Kheeze... Help me... Kheeze..."

When he returned to Jonny's side, his poor colleague was already delirious, his eyes cloudy, his skin dark and bruised, thick, dark red mucus dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Memphis clenched his hand tightly, his eyes reddening.

In less than 30 seconds from being bitten, Jonny had nearly lost consciousness, perhaps only standing through sheer will to survive despite his body's transformation.

"Jonny, Jonny, you have to stay awake, your dad is waiting! Uncle Gaspar is waiting for you at home!"

Jonny seemed to hear Memphis's voice, hearing the name Gaspar Byrne, his father, a miserable widower. He struggled to lift his head, groaning hoarsely:

"Kheeze... Save... Save my dad... Kheeze..."

Memphis clenched his teeth and nodded vigorously:

"I'll do... I'll save your dad, hang in there."

In the life-and-death moment, Memphis felt that Jonny was not so stupid or annoying. He was just a victim in this nightmare.

Jonny could barely maintain his sanity, struggling to speak his final words:

"Apartment... Kheeze... Apartment Cedar Creek... Room 412... Kheeze Kheeze..."

He had completely lost his mind, slowly crawling towards Memphis, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty desire.

Memphis let out a painful cry, raised the stick in his hand high, and after two seconds of hesitation, decisively struck down.

Thud!

Jonny's skull caved in, blood and blackened brains splattered everywhere.

At this point, out of the six people in the office, only Memphis was left, and he was the one who personally sent five of his colleagues to their deaths.

"Why..."

Memphis looked out the window, seeing only a clear blue sky full of sunlight, no dark clouds or strong winds, no sinister skulls, yet the bodies in the room were enough to prove that everything was real.

The apocalypse had truly arrived.

After a minute of silent mourning, Memphis opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting deep hatred. He wanted to find the cause of all these terrible events.

Only then did he notice his own condition, feeling extremely fatigued from the excessive physical exertion.

Rushing to the other side of the desk, Memphis sat down on the chair and reached for the phone.

He immediately dialed Jarred Lawton.

Fortunately, the telecommunications network was still functioning.

Hearing the beeping on the other end, Memphis felt a growing anxiety.

Luckily, after five rings, the other end picked up.

"Hello, Memphis, it's me. Are you okay over there?"

It was the worried yet excited voice of Jarred. Memphis exhaled and quickly said:

"I'm fine. Jarred, I'm at the office. Are you at home or somewhere else? Stay put and wait for me."

He felt a mix of relief and oddity. Relief because Jarred was safe, his voice somewhat calm, likely secure. Odd because of Jarred's excitement.

Jarred quickly responded:

"Memphis, I'm at home, very safe right now. Oh, by the way, I've reached level 2... Beep beep beep!"

The prolonged beeping echoed, and Memphis hastily checked his phone, finding the signal had disappeared.

His heart sank. The telecommunications network had gone down.

"It looks like I need to act quickly. And Jarred mentioned level 2, what does that mean?"

Memphis wasn't worried about his parents, as they had unfortunately passed away two years ago. Now, Jarred was his only family in this city.

Putting the phone in his pocket, thinking it might still be useful, Memphis leaned on the baseball bat, resting while pondering Jarred's words. He rolled his eyes and tried calling out in his mind.

"Level."

Sure enough, as soon as Memphis had the thought, an attribute panel appeared in his mind.

"Host: Memphis Jackman. Purebred Human.

Profession: Commoner.

Level: 2 (Exp 0/20)

Strength: 7/10

Agility: 6/10

Stamina: 4/10

Intelligence: 9/10

Recovery: 7/10

Endurance: 7/10

Burst: 7%

Active skills: None

Passive skills: None

Skill points: 1

Potential points: 4

Bright points: 5

Equipment: Baseball bat."

After careful consideration, Memphis let out a breath, finally understanding a bit of Jarred's astonishment.

He wasn't unfamiliar with this attribute table; it bore some resemblance to the online games he played. At the same time, there were a few peculiarities he couldn't fully grasp for now.

The points in front were likely his current points, and the ones behind might be the highest attainable limits. He could guess the various attribute lines, though the "breakthrough" stat was a mystery for now... In short, this so-called "system" had probably appeared in his mind since that beam of light from the skull shot at him.

Memphis focused on the attribute changes. He had reached level 2, gaining 4 potential points and 1 skill point, which seemed to increase upon leveling up.

Looking over the attribute table, Memphis murmured thoughtfully:

"Just now, after a battle, my stamina dropped from 7 points to 4 points. The consumption is really not small. I definitely need to enhance this attribute. As for the others, maybe I'll increase strength a bit and speed a bit more."

Strength for stronger attacks and carrying more items, speed for escaping quickly in danger and dodging better in fights. As for the rest, he'll research them later.

"Add two points to stamina, one point to strength, and one point to agility."

Memphis silently recited, feeling a gentle stream of water wash over his body, slightly alleviating his fatigue. He lightly grasped the baseball bat, noticing it felt significantly easier to wield than before.

After adjusting, Memphis pulled up the attribute table again.

"Host Memphis Jackman. Purebred Human.

Occupation: Commoner

Level: 2 (Exp 0/20)

Strength: 8/10

Agility: 7/10

Stamina: 6/12

Intelligence: 9/10

Recovery: 7/10

Endurance: 7/10

Breakthrough: 7%

Active Skills: None

Passive Skills: None

Skill Points: 1

Potential Points: 0

Bright Points: 5.

Weapons: Baseball bat."

It was bizarre, skulls suddenly appeared, zombies attacked, and then the attribute panel along with these resources... How was he supposed to restore the world to its former state and destroy the unwanted resources?