Chapter 113: The Bronze Card
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Zain's eyes stood up a little when he heard those words, dad and mum. The headache that he would get had come back once again, and it was worse than before. It hit the back of his head, to the point were his vision started to blur.
'Am I going to have another vision again… am I going to go back to that place, or will it be something else, like last time.' Zain thought.
The problem was, why now of all times, in front of all these people when they were just about to go on the move, Skittle and Cobra were still left in hiding on top of that as well. So even if they did move him, or Kun was to carry him, what about them two?
"She sure looks happy right? I never thought I would see a sight like that." Kun said as he placed his hands on Zain's shoulder. It was only then that he could feel the other was heavily breathing in deep breaths.
"Whoa, are you okay?" Kun asked, the breathing started to slow down, and the headache that Zain had went away as well. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just worried that this is going to cause problems."
Zain didn't have to say anymore, because Kun felt the same way. With what Pink was right now, and what her parents were, she couldn't be herself, and she was unable to stay with them, at least not without hiding her secret which would also risk exposing their secret.
On top of that, Pink who was still emotional, and was unable to deal with the entire situation, she was the worst person to be put in this type of situation.
"Let's just let her enjoy this for now, and hey. Don't go stabbing them alright, you can just chill out for a second." Kun said. "I would hate for you two to get into a big argument, and if you really want to stab things there are plenty of undead walking around."
Zain smiled at the comment, it was nice to have someone like Kun who could joke to ease the tense situation.
The group had gathered the leftover supplies and were ready to move again, Dave was leading the way, and also Kun and Zain were by his side. The young student who was leading the group felt safer this way, since the two of them had guns, and he didn't just in case they ran into something more dangerous.
Zain had asked Jam to follow them, but to do so by the side and slowly. Since Jam had a high level of intelligence he could do that with ease as well.
Meanwhile Pink travelled at the back with her parents, as they caught up on as much as they could. Pink ahd to make up some elaborate story about how she had survived, claiming it was due to the help of Zain and Kun.
',
In her stories she was making them out to be quite the warriors. The others nearby could hear Pink's stories as well and it was making them feel safer. When they looked at the two of them though, they felt like the stories had to be made up, because they couldn't imagine small people being able to do such things
"I see, so you met them when you went back to Chinatown to look for us, did you see Jasmine by any chance then." Her mother asked.
Pink's lips started to quiver, she was unsure what to say, and the scene repeated in her head, of her on the floor as a zombie being killed over and over.
"No," Pink replied with a painful smile she had to hide behind to say the next words. "I'm sure she is safe somewhere, just like you guys are."
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"So, Zain right, you look quite young? Are you a student as well?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, I used to go to MT university," Zain replied.
"What no way, I went there as well. At the camp, there are quite a few survivors there, maybe you will know someone, or maybe someone will know you. I think this is a sign that your group should really join our camp." Dave cheerfully said.
Zain still wasn't sure if this person genuinely wanted them to join or to join just because of their weapons. Unlike the others as well, he seemed a bit more unafraid. The other students were cursing under their breath turning their heads at any noise that was made.
From what Zain had learned from Dave so far, several groups had been picked to go out scouting for the care packages that were dropped, and those that had been picked felt like they were the unlucky ones.
It had been a long time since Zain had talked to someone new, and it wasn't talking about zombies, so it made him relax a little. However, they had soon reached the crate in front of them.
It stayed there in the middle of the street, broken cars were scattered on the walkway, with one in front of the crate on its side. The lid was opened and there was no other group in sight.
"This is great!" One of the female members said.
Everyone got in closer, and passed the broken cars as they approached the crate. They were now a few meters away, and the female was ready to walk past and push it open.
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"Wait!" Zain shouted at her. "Remember our deal. We get first pick of what is inside."
The woman wanted to complain, but when she saw that Zain had two hand guns on him, she didn't plan to argue, and just folded her arms in disappointment.
"Why don't you all just stop right there!" A deep male voice said.
Turning around, they could see a man with goggles covering his eyes, a scar across his cheek, and worst of all there was an automatic machine gun around his waist. Soon after they heard him, several clicks were heard, and from the shops on the side, and apartment buildings, there were several of them with guns all pointing toward their group.
"Damn it, it's a trap! That's why the box was left untouched." Kun complained.
Due to them travelling with humans they were unable to smell the fact that there were others and there was another thing that they noticed. They had also covered their bodies and clothes with the guts of the dead, blending in their smell even more.
'These guys are good, and they have a lot of weapons, they probably collected quite a few care packages already.'
"Alright listen up, if you want to live, then it would be best if you lis-" The man stopped his speech midway as he noticed something. "You, what are you doing? Do you want to die? I said don't move!"
The person who he was talking to, was none other than Zain who had decided to ignore him, and push the top lid of the care package open.
'I'm sorry, but I need to complete this quest.'
[Be the first to reach a care package]
[You have received a Bronze Card]
"I don't think pointing a gun at me is a smart idea," Zain said.
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Zain's eyes stood up a little when he heard those words, dad and mum. The headache that he would get had come back once again, and it was worse than before. It hit the back of his head, to the point were his vision started to blur.
'Am I going to have another vision again… am I going to go back to that place, or will it be something else, like last time.' Zain thought.
The problem was, why now of all times, in front of all these people when they were just about to go on the move, Skittle and Cobra were still left in hiding on top of that as well. So even if they did move him, or Kun was to carry him, what about them two?
"She sure looks happy right? I never thought I would see a sight like that." Kun said as he placed his hands on Zain's shoulder. It was only then that he could feel the other was heavily breathing in deep breaths.
"Whoa, are you okay?" Kun asked, the breathing started to slow down, and the headache that Zain had went away as well. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just worried that this is going to cause problems."
Zain didn't have to say anymore, because Kun felt the same way. With what Pink was right now, and what her parents were, she couldn't be herself, and she was unable to stay with them, at least not without hiding her secret which would also risk exposing their secret.
On top of that, Pink who was still emotional, and was unable to deal with the entire situation, she was the worst person to be put in this type of situation.
"Let's just let her enjoy this for now, and hey. Don't go stabbing them alright, you can just chill out for a second." Kun said. "I would hate for you two to get into a big argument, and if you really want to stab things there are plenty of undead walking around."
Zain smiled at the comment, it was nice to have someone like Kun who could joke to ease the tense situation.
The group had gathered the leftover supplies and were ready to move again, Dave was leading the way, and also Kun and Zain were by his side. The young student who was leading the group felt safer this way, since the two of them had guns, and he didn't just in case they ran into something more dangerous.
Zain had asked Jam to follow them, but to do so by the side and slowly. Since Jam had a high level of intelligence he could do that with ease as well.
Meanwhile Pink travelled at the back with her parents, as they caught up on as much as they could. Pink ahd to make up some elaborate story about how she had survived, claiming it was due to the help of Zain and Kun.
',
In her stories she was making them out to be quite the warriors. The others nearby could hear Pink's stories as well and it was making them feel safer. When they looked at the two of them though, they felt like the stories had to be made up, because they couldn't imagine small people being able to do such things
"I see, so you met them when you went back to Chinatown to look for us, did you see Jasmine by any chance then." Her mother asked.
Pink's lips started to quiver, she was unsure what to say, and the scene repeated in her head, of her on the floor as a zombie being killed over and over.
"No," Pink replied with a painful smile she had to hide behind to say the next words. "I'm sure she is safe somewhere, just like you guys are."
——
"So, Zain right, you look quite young? Are you a student as well?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, I used to go to MT university," Zain replied.
"What no way, I went there as well. At the camp, there are quite a few survivors there, maybe you will know someone, or maybe someone will know you. I think this is a sign that your group should really join our camp." Dave cheerfully said.
Zain still wasn't sure if this person genuinely wanted them to join or to join just because of their weapons. Unlike the others as well, he seemed a bit more unafraid. The other students were cursing under their breath turning their heads at any noise that was made.
From what Zain had learned from Dave so far, several groups had been picked to go out scouting for the care packages that were dropped, and those that had been picked felt like they were the unlucky ones.
It had been a long time since Zain had talked to someone new, and it wasn't talking about zombies, so it made him relax a little. However, they had soon reached the crate in front of them.
It stayed there in the middle of the street, broken cars were scattered on the walkway, with one in front of the crate on its side. The lid was opened and there was no other group in sight.
"This is great!" One of the female members said.
Everyone got in closer, and passed the broken cars as they approached the crate. They were now a few meters away, and the female was ready to walk past and push it open.
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"Wait!" Zain shouted at her. "Remember our deal. We get first pick of what is inside."
The woman wanted to complain, but when she saw that Zain had two hand guns on him, she didn't plan to argue, and just folded her arms in disappointment.
"Why don't you all just stop right there!" A deep male voice said.
Turning around, they could see a man with goggles covering his eyes, a scar across his cheek, and worst of all there was an automatic machine gun around his waist. Soon after they heard him, several clicks were heard, and from the shops on the side, and apartment buildings, there were several of them with guns all pointing toward their group.
"Damn it, it's a trap! That's why the box was left untouched." Kun complained.
Due to them travelling with humans they were unable to smell the fact that there were others and there was another thing that they noticed. They had also covered their bodies and clothes with the guts of the dead, blending in their smell even more.
'These guys are good, and they have a lot of weapons, they probably collected quite a few care packages already.'
"Alright listen up, if you want to live, then it would be best if you lis-" The man stopped his speech midway as he noticed something. "You, what are you doing? Do you want to die? I said don't move!"
The person who he was talking to, was none other than Zain who had decided to ignore him, and push the top lid of the care package open.
'I'm sorry, but I need to complete this quest.'
[Be the first to reach a care package]
[You have received a Bronze Card]
"I don't think pointing a gun at me is a smart idea," Zain said.
*****
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Zain's eyes stood up a little when he heard those words, dad and mum. The headache that he would get had come back once again, and it was worse than before. It hit the back of his head, to the point were his vision started to blur.'Am I going to have another vision again am I going to go back to that place, or will it be something else, like last time.' Zain thought.The problem was, why now of all times, in front of all these people when they were just about to go on the move, Skittle and Cobra were still left in hiding on top of that as well. So even if they did move him, or Kun was to carry him, what about them two?"She sure looks happy right? I never thought I would see a sight like that." Kun said as he placed his hands on Zain's shoulder. It was only then that he could feel the other was heavily breathing in deep breaths."Whoa, are you okay?" Kun asked, the breathing started to slow down, and the headache that Zain had went away as well. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just worried that this is going to cause problems."Zain didn't have to say anymore, because Kun felt the same way. With what Pink was right now, and what her parents were, she couldn't be herself, and she was unable to stay with them, at least not without hiding her secret which would also risk exposing their secret.On top of that, Pink who was still emotional, and was unable to deal with the entire situation, she was the worst person to be put in this type of situation."Let's just let her enjoy this for now, and hey. Don't go stabbing them alright, you can just chill out for a second." Kun said. "I would hate for you two to get into a big argument, and if you really want to stab things there are plenty of undead walking around."Zain smiled at the comment, it was nice to have someone like Kun who could joke to ease the tense situation.The group had gathered the leftover supplies and were ready to move again, Dave was leading the way, and also Kun and Zain were by his side. The young student who was leading the group felt safer this way, since the two of them had guns, and he didn't just in case they ran into something more dangerous.Zain had asked Jam to follow them, but to do so by the side and slowly. Since Jam had a high level of intelligence he could do that with ease as well.Meanwhile Pink travelled at the back with her parents, as they caught up on as much as they could. Pink ahd to make up some elaborate story about how she had survived, claiming it was due to the help of Zain and Kun.',In her stories she was making them out to be quite the warriors. The others nearby could hear Pink's stories as well and it was making them feel safer. When they looked at the two of them though, they felt like the stories had to be made up, because they couldn't imagine small people being able to do such things"I see, so you met them when you went back to Chinatown to look for us, did you see Jasmine by any chance then." Her mother asked.Pink's lips started to quiver, she was unsure what to say, and the scene repeated in her head, of her on the floor as a zombie being killed over and over."No," Pink replied with a painful smile she had to hide behind to say the next words. "I'm sure she is safe somewhere, just like you guys are.""So, Zain right, you look quite young? Are you a student as well?" Dave asked."Yeah, I used to go to MT university," Zain replied."What no way, I went there as well. At the camp, there are quite a few survivors there, maybe you will know someone, or maybe someone will know you. I think this is a sign that your group should really join our camp." Dave cheerfully said.Zain still wasn't sure if this person genuinely wanted them to join or to join just because of their weapons. Unlike the others as well, he seemed a bit more unafraid. The other students were cursing under their breath turning their heads at any noise that was made. From what Zain had learned from Dave so far, several groups had been picked to go out scouting for the care packages that were dropped, and those that had been picked felt like they were the unlucky ones.It had been a long time since Zain had talked to someone new, and it wasn't talking about zombies, so it made him relax a little. However, they had soon reached the crate in front of them.It stayed there in the middle of the street, broken cars were scattered on the walkway, with one in front of the crate on its side. The lid was opened and there was no other group in sight."This is great!" One of the female members said.Everyone got in closer, and passed the broken cars as they approached the crate. They were now a few meters away, and the female was ready to walk past and push it open.'Follow current novels on n0velbin.com.',"Wait!" Zain shouted at her. "Remember our deal. We get first pick of what is inside."The woman wanted to complain, but when she saw that Zain had two hand guns on him, she didn't plan to argue, and just folded her arms in disappointment."Why don't you all just stop right there!" A deep male voice said.Turning around, they could see a man with goggles covering his eyes, a scar across his cheek, and worst of all there was an automatic machine gun around his waist. Soon after they heard him, several clicks were heard, and from the shops on the side, and apartment buildings, there were several of them with guns all pointing toward their group."Damn it, it's a trap! That's why the box was left untouched." Kun complained.Due to them travelling with humans they were unable to smell the fact that there were others and there was another thing that they noticed. They had also covered their bodies and clothes with the guts of the dead, blending in their smell even more.'These guys are good, and they have a lot of weapons, they probably collected quite a few care packages already.'"Alright listen up, if you want to live, then it would be best if you lis-" The man stopped his speech midway as he noticed something. "You, what are you doing? Do you want to die? I said don't move!"The person who he was talking to, was none other than Zain who had decided to ignore him, and push the top lid of the care package open.'I'm sorry, but I need to complete this quest.'Be the first to reach a care packageYou have received a Bronze Card"I don't think pointing a gun at me is a smart idea," Zain said.*****Thank you everyone for supporting LUZ so far, and I Hope you can continue to support LUZ in the WSA journey by voting for the story! Please continue to use your Stones and Tickets!
