Receiving the Black Bag.

"Clara, How many had already responded?" Jose asked.

"A total of 17..."

"Keep on tracking them. You two can take shifts. I am gonna take a look outside."

"Got it, brother." Clarissa and Clara nodded as he took his walkie talkie and spoke.

Kssshhhht!

"Bad Boss to Loyal Knight, do you copy? Over!"

Kssshhhht!

"Loyal Knight is here, I copy over!"

"Meet me at the rooftop, over!"

"Copy, Over!" Arthur rushed out of the 21st floor.

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Ding!

The elevator opened. Arthur saw Jose who was wearing the Zuper Glasses that they bought. He was staring down the city, where screams and growls can be heard.

Woooosh!

A cold breeze of air went past through Arthur that made him shook from coldness. Jose, on the other hand, stood as if it was nothing to him. The noise Arthur made caught the attention of Jose that made him glance towards Arthur's direction.

"See this!" Jose waved to Arthur to come. Arthur approached him casually. When he saw the view, Arthur halted and became speechless.

"You guys are lucky. If not for my past actions, Everyone would have had the same fate." Jose said.

Arthur remained silent as terror filled his eyes.

"Help! Help~ He~H~"

"Graaar! Graar!"

"Run! Ru~"

"Fath~Fathe~"

People ran from all over the direction, as zombies followed behind them. Those who get caught was bitten. Whilst some tried to climb walls to escape the zombies. It was a scene as if coming from a popular TV series, Running Dead.

Arthur can't help but feel grateful to Jose. If Jose had not invited them and convinced them to stay, they would have been zombies by now.

"Thank you, brother."

"It's nothing." Jose went silent for a second before continuing. "But... Do you think that we are safe, brother Arthur?"

Arthur looked at the motionless figure of Jose. He was 'watching' closely at the scenes below them.

"To be honest, brother... I am not sure. The pressure I felt was more of a concern to those we know but were not with us."

"Well, the same goes for everyone else. It is not that I am saying that not feeling pressured was wrong. But... If you guys stayed like this... In time, reality will hit you like a truck and remind you that this is no longer the world we used to live."

Whooooosh!

Cold air blew through them. This time, Arthur didn't shake and stood emotionlessly like Jose.

"I hope... Before that happens... Everyone would be ready. Because... Reality won't give you that much time. And, it won't give you that much choice."

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Minutes later, they returned inside. When everyone was finished contacting their loved ones, they went back to their rooms to rest. Clara and Clarissa decided to also take a rest and work together in the morning to sort the list.

7:12 AM, December 25, 2031.

Tugutugutugutugu!

A loud sound can be heard outside. Jose's eyes slowly opened. He stood and opened his curtains to see outside. The sun that has already risen, blinded him for a second. Once he regained his sight, a red helicopter revolved around the Golden Summit Hotel.

Tok! Tok! Tok!

"Brother! Ms. Ashie Mojo is about to leave!" Clarissa knocked repeatedly to the door.

"I'm on my way."

Everyone bade Ashie Mojo a goodbye. When Clarissa and Jose arrived, Ashie Mojo brought them to a secret area on the 25th floor. There, Ashie Mojo transferred the Master Control of the Hotel to Jose. After that, they escorted her to the rooftop.

The red helicopter wasn't able to land since the two helipads were occupied already. Hence, it went down a few feet away from the rooftop and tossed a ladder made from rope. A well-built woman went down the ropes with a black bag on her hands. She was wearing military pants and a plain white shirt on top. The shirt was short-sleeved, showing her muscular arms.

When she got down, she immediately bowed towards Ashie Mojo. Then, she handed the black bag to Jose and bowed to thank him for keeping Ashie Mojo safe. After that, Ashie Mojo, expressed one last time, her gratitude to Jose. Then, She and the Female soldier climb the ladder and rode the red Helicopter.

Soon, the helicopter departed while Jose and Clarissa were waving goodbye towards them. When the figure of the helicopter was gone, they went back inside. They headed straight to the 23rd floor.

"Clarissa, tell no one... not even mother, about this." Jose referred to the black bag.

"You can count on me, brother!" Clarissa affirmed.

When they arrived in the room, Clarissa went beside Clara to help her. As for Jose, He went straight to his bedroom. The 23rd floor's living room was filled with laptops that looked like the Control Center of their five-floor 'base'.

Upon entering his bedroom, he locked it up and opened the black bag. An AK-47 rifle with a drum magazine greeted him. After taking it out, He spotted an M1911, 0.45 caliber, besides a one-handed ax. In the side pocket of the black bag, was a box of ammo for the handgun and the rifle.

"Her identity is something that is not simple. To 'gift' me a high caliber rifle and a handgun, as if they were just cabbages... Ashie Mojo must have a strong connection to the Military."

Jose shook his head after putting the rifle down and picking up the one-handed ax.

"This feels more like it! But... I need to rely on the guns first. After eating mutarts can I use the ax, worry-free."

He returned the ax to the black bag. As for the rifle, He took a cloth and covered it. As for the handgun, He placed it in his back.

"It's time to do, phase 2! Time to get some mutarts."

He wore his Zuper Glasses and walked out of the bedroom.