“Guys, we're f'cked!” Marcus exclaimed, his eyes wide with alarm.Eggsy rushed to the door, peering through the narrow opening. “What's out there?”A horde of zombies could be seen walking around the corridor, occupying most of the place. Eggsy shut the door back and turned to look at the others. The look on his face affirmed Marcus’s statement.“There’s an army of zombies everywhere. We would have to fight hundreds of them to get out.” Marcus replied, his voice barely above a whisper. “That is if anyone doesn’t get infected.”“And besides, we don’t have any of our weapon with us.” Ryder said, since he basically didn’t have any at all.The group exchanged glances. They were all worried and concerned. How were they meant to save Lena if they had no way of leaving the room. “Your weapons are kept in a room located close to the stairs leading to the second floor. There are other weapons as well that you could use.” The first female worker said. “The problem is how to get there. With no
“Where’s Lena?” Ava asked, her voice laced with concern and urgency.“That pot-bellied guy took her away after locking us up.” Jax replied, his fists clenched in anger.“Then we should go get her.” Eggsy declared.Just as he spoke, the door creaked open, and Eggsy swiftly gestured for everyone to stay behind him. A lady, one of the restaurant workers, entered the room, and Eggsy lunged at her, grabbing her neck to prevent her from escaping. While the door was carefully shut by the others.During the struggle, her gun had fell down, but Jane had immediately picked it up.“Where is your boss?” Eggsy demanded, his grip tightening as he pressed his sword against her throat. The woman's eyes widened in fear, causing her to surrender.“Please, don't kill me.” she begged, her voice trembling. “We were forced to do it. The manager is not what you think he is.”“We all know he’s a cold hearted bastard who‘s got us all locked up in here.” Jax snarled disgustingly. “So don’t get all pity so we c
[Tactical Analysis Skill Activated]The system message flashed above Eggsy's face, illuminating his determined expression.[Tactical Options][1. Immediate Escape: Summon a weapon from the weaponry, loosen your bindings, and escape to the other room through the opening on the ceiling. - Pros: Quick escape, minimize risk of detection. - Cons: Unknown dangers on the other room, there might be no way of escape.][2. Wait and Ambush: Summon a weapon from the weaponry, loosen your bindings. Then wait for the rightful moment when Hank or the workers would unlock the door. Fight your way through and have the enemy in bindings. - Pros: Gather information, potentially take out enemies quietly. - Cons: Uncertainty of timing, risk of allies being harmed.]Eggsy weighed the options, his mind racing with the implications. Though both options seems great, yet the first option seems more approachable than the second. If they were to wait till someone unlocks the door, who knows when t
As they turned onto Bengals street, the restaurant came into view. The peace Haven Restaurant was a large, fortified building with sealed off windows. But what caught Eggsy's attention was the horde of zombies banging against the walls and door, trying to get in. “Looks like we're not the only ones interested in this place,” Marcus said, eyeing the zombies. Ava nodded. “We need to clear them out before we can even think of getting inside.” The group charged into battle, Eggsy's twin blades slicing through the zombies with ease. Jax's cutlass and Ryder's iron poles crushed skulls, while Marcus’ precision shots took out zombies from a distance. Jane's agility allowed her to dodge zombie attacks with ease, her long wavy hair swinging to the side as she did this. Lena had also killed some, but most of the zombies were killed by Ava, Marcus and Eggsy. After what felt like an eternity, they finally cleared the horde of zombies. [Nine Zombies killed] [+90 Exp received] [Exp:
Eggsy's eyes darted between the group, his hand instinctively tightening around the hilt of his twin blades. He hadn't expected to encounter other survivors, especially not ones who seemed so well-armed and organized.The gunman, a tall, imposing figure with a rugged jawline, stepped forward. “You're lucky we showed up when we did,” he said, eyeing Eggsy's blades. “You're pretty good with those, but you can't take on every zombie alone.”Eggsy hesitated, unsure if he should trust these strangers. But something about their confident demeanor put him at ease. “Thanks,” he said, sheathing his blades. “I owe you one.”The group's leader, a woman with piercing green eyes and a sword at her side, smiled. “No need to thank us. We're just glad to have found someone else who's still human.” She extended a hand. “I’m Ava. This is Marcus, Jax, Lena, Ryder, and Jane.”Eggsy shook Ava's hand, feeling a sense of camaraderie wash over him. “I’m Eggsy.”Ava nodded. “We've been scouting this area for
As Eggsy's eyes fluttered open, his mind had momentarily went foggy, like a veil of confusion that shrouded his mind. But as his gaze cleared, he saw a hollow interface hovering above his face - it was a blue translucent screen called a system. As it displayed certain information, a voice could also be heard narrating the information into Eggsy’s mind.[Congratulations Eggsy! You have been given the Apocalypto system]The message appeared and a female robotic voice had announced in his mind.“An apocalypto system? That’s new.” Yes, Eggsy knew what a System was due to the countless Vr games he would play during his spare time - the game when played; takes the player into the game world, making them feel like they were in the real world.But what he didn’t actually knew was why the system was labelled as an apocalypto system, something that has never happened before. The system only exists as a plain system in the games he played, which was why he was surprised when it claimed to be an
The sky was a brilliant blue, with not a cloud in sight. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the bustling city. People went about their daily business, oblivious to the impending doom that was about to strike. Children laughed and played in the parks, while their parents rushed to and from work. The sounds of car horns, chatter, and construction filled the air, creating a sense of normalcy.The school day was over, and Eggsy, a sixteen year old high school student, walked quietly out of the school gates, his mind racing with different thoughts as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.He was thinking about his mum who had left home for the past two months without informing him of her whereabouts. No phone calls have been made, no text messages, no nothing. He’s only able to survive, thanks to the few amount of cash deposited to his account by the government, to aid the well-being of children below the 18 mark.He tried reporting to the police, but so far they haven’t