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The zombie girl put the dagger on Jim’s throat and slightly grinned, “Goodbye, Zero.”“Let go of him,” the little girl stepped out of the bathroom with the grenade in her hand.“Heh,” the zombie girl snickered. “Do you even know how to use it?”The little girl pulled the pin and rolled it toward them, shocking everyone. The zombie girl immediately ran, and Jim also tried to run away, but the two zombies still tried to drag him from behind. They didn’t seem to care about the grenade at all. The little girl ran back into the bathroom.Jim also desperately tried to get the hell away from the grenade, but with the two zombies restricting his movements and not letting go of him even when he kept stabbing their arm with the dagger, there wasn’t much he could do.BOOM~~!!The grenade exploded with Jim only eight feet away from him. The two zombies shielded the impact. Nevertheless, Jim felt the shockwave hit him harder than anything had ever hit him in his life. He was sent into a state of s
“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
Jim kept walking down the corridor until he reached rooms starting with Z. He kept going, wanting to see what would come after Z, but to his disappointed rooms started with AA, BB, and so on. “Just how far does this thing go?” Jim could only wonder at this moment. He was about to use the master key to open room number AA1. [Are you sure you want to do that?] Joe’s voice rang in his mind, stopping him. [What if the difficulty level of A1 and AA1 are much different? Will you be able to handle the person inside this room? What if they chose to attack you regardless of what you say?] “If I keep thinking about all those things, then I’ll never be able to open a door,” Jim put the key in the hole and twisted it. He opened the door but didn’t enter. There was a giant man sitting on the floor by the wall. He was so big, Jim remembered Stanley for a second. This man had a thick beard and many scars on his face. He was bulky and muscular like a war horse. “I’ve been so lonely because they w
Jim was sitting by a wall inside his new room and was staring at the wall opposite to him. There were four options available for him as per the items fixed the wall suggested. One item was robotic arms. If he were to choose them, his real arms would be fortified by the mechanical power of cyborgs. Another item was robotic legs. This would replace real legs with mechanical ones but would grant a lot of strength in return. The third item was gut strings, where a person’s gut would be alerted so that they would be able to shoot strings out of their belly and use them to travel around and kill people like a spider would. The fourth one was a book titled Ancient Martial Art. “So, I can select one out of those four, huh…” Jim uttered. “Yes,” a robotic female voice spoke through a mic in the wall. “You can think of it as a gift because you’ll need to get stronger if you want to keep winning.” “I don’t want to mess with my body, so I will choose the book,” Jim said. “Ancient Martial Ar
Jim got up to his feet despite the unbearable pain in his chest. Though the old man realized that, he didn’t stop or turn his head back. He kept walking.Jim took a couple of steps forward. The pain proved too much to bear, and he gasped for air and then lost consciousness and collapsed forward.The old man stopped by the door and shut it from the inside. He turned around and observed Jim. “Mm…he’s at least got the determination to not give up. You need that much if you want to reach a high level in the realm of martial arts.” He used his foot to turn Jim’s body to the other side. And then he poked Jim’s chest at multiple spots. “Now that I’ve released his energy channels… he should feel a lot better when he wakes up.”He then picked up the martial art book, went to the side, sat down, and began to read it upside down.A few hours later.Jim opened his eyes, only to see the old man coming out of the bathroom.Jim’s heartbeat raced at once, which made him touch his chest because he was
As night fell, three young men who had their eyes on Bob’s house for hours finally began to approach it.“Bob Shriner… his paintings were sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars in the past. Some of his best paintings were sold for millions, too.”“Yeah. If we can get our hands on at least three of his paintings, then our lives are settled.”“Why only three? Let’s take everything he has.”“Haha.”The three of them used some kind of electronic device to unlock the electronic lock system and opened the main door of Bob’s house. They quickly entered and locked the door.Straight away, they could see many paintings on the walls, and it lit up their faces.“He’s fucking hanging all these on the walls. What a waste.”“Let’s pack them all and leave before he returns.”They had a large van stationed outside the building, so they were confident about leaving after loading all these paintings in the cover of darkness.They used machinery to efficiently cut the frames and take the paintings ou
Jim was done with practicing because he had been at it for so long he wasn’t able to move anymore. Every part of his body was hurting now, even his brain, because he had to keep his focus high for a very long time during the whole practice session that lasted for hours. The old man also kept hitting him with the stick, so that only added to the pain that Jim was already feeling from the sheer physical exertion, which was very different compared to exercising in the gym. Jim didn’t hate this change. In fact, he liked how tired he was. Usually, his pants wouldn’t get completely soaked after exercise, but now, his shorts were soaking wet. A layer of sweat covered every inch of his body, even the soles of his feet. The humanoid robot brought food. “You should eat so that you’ll recover your strength quickly,” the old man said. “Then you can get back to practice.” Jim was quite hungry, so he hurriedly sat up to eat what looked like meat fry. [You don’t want to eat it.] Joe said, makin
Jim kept punching the wooden posts that the robot had supplied in abundance.. Instead of rushing, he kept giving the punches everything, even though striking the wood hurt like hell.Whenever Jim stopped from pain, Demon Dwarf told him to continue hitting. “If you stop, you won’t be able to win at all. Use the breathing technique as well as the mental technique together with the punch. Only then, your body will be able to bring out the miracle.”Jim understood that, which was exactly why he was giving it everything with every single punch even though his bones were being bruised and fractured. Though the robot helped Jim by healing his injuries by commanding the nanobots, the nanobots in his body still used part of his energy to heal him, so he felt tired as a result. Bearing the pain of punching wooden posts when he felt tired and hungry was not at all easy. Most people would have probably given up and picked a less tougher route, but Jim didn’t settle for anything less than what he