Nicole huffed as she set the box down on top of another box. She wiped some of the sweat off her face with her sleeve as she took a moment to observe the boxes in front of her. All the boxes were filled with food and water that had been deposited by other people during their searches away from the base. With this amount, they wouldn't have to worry about food for a long time."Nicole, someone's looking for you," a person called out to her.Turning around, she said, "I'm coming."It must be the boss or someone high up. She really hoped it wasn't Evelyn. Nicole couldn't stand the woman. It always felt like the other woman was looking down on her for no reason other than that she was in a higher position. She would have liked to sock her in the face, but she couldn't. Nicole sighed before she spotted who it was exactly looking for her."Donald?" she said, as she couldn't believe her eyes.Donald raised a hand to wave as he said, "Hi, Nicole."They stared at each other for several moments
Donald's face hardened as he asked, "What about it?"Before she could say anything further, Walter called out, "Donald, Nicole, there are several matters that need to be dealt with."The duo shared a glance. It seemed that their time was up. Catching up on what happened while they were separated had taken too much of their time. Well, it was mostly Donald telling Nicole about what happened. He barely learned much about her experience living in this place. Donld promsied himself to get the answers out of her later.As they returned back to where Walter and Evelyn were, Walter asked, "Did you have a successful talk? I noticed that there was a bit of scuffle at the beginning.""It's a personal thing. It's nothing," Nicole said for the both of them.Waving a hand, Donald said, "She does that, so don't be surprised if she does something like that again. It's her way of showing affection."Walter raised an eyebrow. "If you say so. Unfortunately, I will have to take your boyfriend away, Nico
The next couple of days spent at the base passed relatively peacefully for Donald. Like Walter promised, he had been assigned a chaperone named Juan Jenkins. The man was quite lively and excitable. It was almost like he was dealing with a dog instead of a person. He would follow Donald around with a skip in his step. Apparently, the reason was because he had heard about what Donald could do.Donald was only able to get the man to stop bugging him about it by saying that he was uncomfortable talking about it because it was a failure on Donald's part. It was embarrassing that he couldn't fight the zombies on his own without help. The man had apologized repeatedly before dropping the matter entirely. That had been a huge relief on Donald's part, as they were stuck as roommates.If he had to listen to him nag about Donald's power nonstop, he would have snapped. He also ended up being assigned the same task as Nicole. However, he rarely saw her. Donald wasn't sure if it was because they ha
"Donald, please head to the boss's office," the announcement declared.Everyone stared at Donald, as he was wondering why he was being called on. They couldn't be seriously thinking about having him use his power to help defend the base, right? Unfortunately, he had no doubt that was the reason. There could be no other explanation. With a resigned expression, he left his work to the others to meet up with Walter and the others.As soon as he arrived, Evelyn said, "You're late.""I was caught off guard and had to give my work to the others," Donald said."It's fine." Walter intervened before Eveylen could say more. "You were probably not expecting to be asked to fight, but I think this will be a good experience for you."The implied 'when Donald became an official member' was clear. However, Donald had no intention of doing that. There was no reason for him to learn when he was going to leave, but he couldn't exactly say it to everyone's faces. With no choice, he joined the rest of the
Donald wondered if Walter had done this on purpose by purposely putting him and Eveyln in the same group. No, it definitely had to be on purpose, because why else would she be stuck with him? She certainly didn't want to be with him, and it made no sense for someone of her status to be lumped with a group of nobodies. No offense was intended.He was sure they were capable people, but he didn't know any of them, so he couldn't exactly judge whether they were any good. They had to be since they didn't look the least bit afraid about the upcoming fight, especially considering where they were posted. The group was basically at the forefront. That or they were just good at hiding their emotions."So you're the guy everyone's been talking about. I'm Charles," the man said as he held out his hand to him."I'm Donald," he said as he accepted the handshake.After the handshake, the other man shoved his hand forward and said, "The name's Jesse. It's nice to meet you.""It's nice to meet you too
[The user has earned four points for defeating the zombie.][The user has earned four points for defeating the zombie.][The user has earned four points for defeating the zombie.]Donald spared the messages a brief glance, choosing to focus on taking care of as many zombies as possible. After failing to kill any zombies, he had gotten fed up and just caved in. He had upgraded his range so he could reach farther. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the smartest decision to suddenly upgrade it in front of someone like Eveyln.She was certain to report back to Walter and tell him about Donald's newfound capabilities, but he hadn't been making any progress with his current abilities. Of course, now he needed to obtain six hundred twenty five points if he wanted to upgrade his power or range. Whenever he saw the numbers, he wanted to faint. How was anyone supposed to get those kinds of numbers early on?Even with the current zombies handing out four points each, it would still take killing mo
"Thank you for submitting your form. We will inform you if there are any changes," the woman said as she took the paper from him.Donald nodded as he got out of the line and watched as she moved on to the next person. The whole place was so busy trying to collect all the paperwork. Seeing how chaotic everything was and how the papers were slowly stacking, he wondered why Walter even bothered. Was it really worth going through so much effort just to evaluate everyone's efforts?There had to be other, better ways to go about it. This just seemed to be wasting a lot of time and effort, but it wasn't like he would be the one looking over all the forms. Also, how could they be so sure no one would lie? It didn't have to be malicious. Someone could honestly want to impress Walter and write that they killed more zombies than they actually did.He had thought about lying on the form. No one would know if he was telling the truth. However, after thinking about it for a long time, he ended up w
Fuming over who could be interrupting him now, Donald glanced back to see it was Charles and Jesse. What were they doing there, and what did they want? It wasn't like they were friends. They barely knew each other. The duo had mostly talked to each other during the zombie attack, rather than with Donald and Evelyn, who had kept mostly to themselves."There you are," Jesse said as they got closer. "We were looking for you. You really ran off right after you turned in your form."Before Donald could speak, Charles added, "It was almost like you were avoiding us."Donald stared at them in disbelief. Avoiding them implied that he cared about them enough to stay away from them. Where were they getting all these ideas? Did they suddenly think that they were friends just because they sort of fought together? As he stared, he realized that was probably what it was. He wasn't sure what to make of this revelation."Who's she? Your girlfriend?" Jesse asked as he pointed at Nicole, who hadn't run
Hello everyone. I just want to thank all my readers who have been following along for so long. Donald's story has ended unless readers are interested in a sequel.I didn't expect to finish this story so quickly. Compared to my other two books, this one was completed in no time flat which I'm both proud and sad.Anyway, there are several things that I want to let you know.I'm hoping to wrap Rise of the Demon King: Caleb Gonzales's Rat Race up before the end of the year, but we'll have to see.I also intend to start a new story on Meganovel either in the same setting as Rise of the Demon King, but with no connections to the other two books or a different setting entirely. Maybe I'll do another zombie story.On another note, I've been debating whether I should publish a book not on Meganovel, but as an eBook like on A****n. It'll be under a different name since it'll be different than what I post here. It's something I'm considering.The last thing to note is that I'm still on the fence
"I didn't realize he had his own group," Walter said as he looked at Donald.Donald's father nodded. "My son is a very capable man, so if you may excuse us, we need to get going. The rest of our group is waiting for us.""Hold it," Arthur said. "I find it suspicious that Donald has his own group but was going around joining other groups. Was he trying to sabotage other groups?"Even though Donald wanted to speak up, his father spoke over him and said, "I'm afraid that was because we had gotten separated. He didn't intend to do anything to your groups. He was simply trying to stick with a group until we could meet back up."Listening to everyone talk, Donald found himself wondering if something had happened while he wasn't aware. Why were his family and the others acting like he was the leader of a group? That wasn't true unless they had secretly made him the leader without him noticing. They hadn't, right? He really hoped they didn't because he wasn't leader material."I would still l
Walter frowned as he observed his surroundings. All the zombies collapsed after the news that the zombie user was dead was announced. It was hard to accept that the threat hanging over their heads was really gone, but the proof was right in front of him. Well, until he saw the body, it couldn't really be called proof. However, there was a reason why he hadn't gone in.Whoever had killed the zombie user was still inside. Instead of rushing and possibly offending such a powerful person, he would rather wait outside to meet them. He needed to make a favorable impression on them if he was going to get them on his side. Now that they were free from the shakles of the zombie apocalypse, they were free to do whatever they wanted.If he got the person who killed the zombie user on his side, people would flock towards them. He just needed to raise up the hero, and his group would be the one people looked to. However, the hero hadn't made his appearance yet. Walter wondered what was taking them
"Are you alright?" Nicole asked as she stared at Donald, who was staring at Amanda's lifeless body.Snapping out of it, Donald said, "Yeah, I'm good."Nicole frowned as Elizabeth said, "You don't have to lie. It can't be easy to kill someone."That was right. He was a murderer now. The thought felt strange. When he was strangling Amanda, it didn't feel real. It was like watching a stranger kill with his hands. She was unexpectedly sturdy, so he ended up relying on his power to finish her, and he wasn't talking about his electrical power. He ended up using his fire power for the first time.He wasn't sure what possessed him to do it, but he called up his fire to burn her body to a crisp. His hands still stung from the flames he had unleashed. Since it was still weak, he wasn't invulnerable to fire. Fortunately, his father was able to heal them, though he couldn't meet Donald's eyes. That was fine. He understood why his father was acting that way.Despite knowing this, it still hurt tha
After several moments of silence, Donald asked, "What just happened?""I'm not sure," Nicole admitted as she lowered her arms.The group was still trying to process what had just happened. They had been fighting for their lives against Amanda, who decided to call for backup, which was a giant hand. However, the giant hand had turned against her and crushed her instead. It was actually quite anti climatic. The one person who had been terrorizing everyone had been finished off just like that.That's when Donald noticed that the zombies were still moving. "Guys, I think she's still alive."Everyone stared at him in disbelief as Donna said, "You can't be serious. You saw what happened, didn't you?"Of course he had. His eyes had been wide open since he wasn't one of them who flinched. However, how would it explain why the zombies were still moving? If she were dead, they would have surely stopped since her power would no longer be moving them. The system also hadn't made any announcements
Donald flinched when he heard Amanda's scream of rage. Looking back, he met her bloodshot eyes with his own. She was practically seething with rage. It was fortunate that he was able to take the hostages while she was distracted, or else she might have killed them right then and there. What was even better was that his mother and Elizabeth were waking up."How dare you," she snapped."Is that all you have to say?" Donna taunted. "I suppose you don't have the brains to think of anything else."He was relieved that Donna drew Amanda's attention away, but he was now worried that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. Now that she had Amanda's undivided attention, she was in serious trouble. Donna had only managed to kill one zombie so far. The others were only slightly injured, as they were more powerful than before."What's going on?" his mother muttered, drawing Donald's attention.Bending down, he looked her in the face as he said, "Mom, I know you're confused, but we rea
Amanda cackled. "I thought so. There's no way you would pick your family."Donald could only grit his teeth and glare as she dared to touch them with her dirty hands. It was disgusting watching her get all handsy with them, especially when they weren't awake. If he could, he would rip her hands off so she couldn't touch any of them again. Unfortunately, all he could do was watch as her hands trailed from his family members to Donna."You know I considered purposely letting the person you choose be the last one just to see the look on your face," she said, causing his heart to lurch. "However, I'll be nice this time and listen to you this time."As she said this, she suddenly shoved Donna forward. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud. As if breaking free from a spell, Donna snapped her eyes open. She blinked several times with a groan. Then she took a good look at her surroundings. Seeing the glazed look in her eyes, Donald could tell she was still out of it from whatever Amanda di
The dark look on Amanda's face sent shivers down Donald's spine. "Is that so? Then I'll take responsibility."Donald immediately realized he had gone too far, but it wasn't entirely his fault. Trying to reason with an insane person was difficult, especially when she wasn't willing to listen to logic. What was more worrying was that she was now bending over the hostages as if deciding what to do with them. He didn't like where this was going. However, there was nothing he could do as she laid a hand on his sister."How about I feed one of them to my zombies? How does that sound?" she asked with a sinister smile."Don't!" he shouted as he took a step forward.The zombies around them immediately reacted and stepped forward, making him stop in his tracks as Amanda said, "You shouldn't make any sudden movements. You don't want to make things worse, do you?"He scowled. "Don't lay a hand on them."She only smirked. "I think I like this new plan better. What better way to get revenge than to
Donald gasped as he opened his eyes. Sitting up, he immediately checked himself over. There didn't appear to be any bitemarks anywhere. In fact, he didn't appear to be injured in the slightest. Any scrapes or bruises he had could be chalked up to being pushed to the ground by the zombies, which didn't make sense now that he thought about it.Why hadn't the zombies tried to bite or kill him? If the zombie user was out to get him, it would make sense for the zombies to hurt him. However, it seemed that they had been careful with him, which wasn't something he thought was possible. How were zombies capable of moving him with their stiff and awkward bodies? Finally taking the time to check his surroundings, he saw that he was in the company building."Why am I here?" he muttered to himself."You're awake," someone said.He spun around to see who spoke, but he couldn't see anyone except zombies. Donald was immediately struck by the memory of what happened before he blacked out and flinched