The skyscraper was on fire, and the protagonist aimed to reach the upper floors of the building. Running up from the outside, disregarding the height, he smashed through the glass and tumbled inside. Of course, this was from a foreign film. If it were made with domestic glass, likely, he would have an intimate encounter with the glass, slip, and plummet from tens of meters high.
Rooftop.
Standing on the rooftop of the skyscraper, the wind howled around him.
With a sword on his back and treading along the edge, he looked into the distance. All the buildings appeared so small to him, he saw roaming hordes of zombies, cars speeding down the streets, and so much more.
But these were not what he was looking for.
He was searching for an armored vehicle, similar to the ones used by the military.
Before, his vision had never been this good. Even if he could see far, it definitely wasn't this clear, but everything had changed drastically after killing zombies and leveling up.