Meeting A S-grade Talent Survivor

Jacob was a computer technician in Mega-tech before 'Hellscape'. He was amicable and easy to get along with, nice to everyone, including his fellow colleagues.

But then came the disaster. He was amongst those who activated 'Hellscape' program before 'Angel Fire' earning him an S+ grade talent; One-hit Swordsman

Things changed when he was forced to kill his fellow staff member: Grant. A fellow sword enthusiast, just like him so they got along really well.

Sadly, Grant had turned into a zombie after dying dye to a stray bullet to the heart by a reckless, panicking security guard, who had been firing rampantly.

It was after his death, Jacob got the legendary long sword, perfect for him. With its sharpness, its incredible stats, improved strength, and talent, it made him invincible!

Not much effort was needed to slice off their head from their shoulders.

Therefore he set out to various floors to save the remaining survivors to prevent the from being the second Grant.

Giving out the signal, he immediately moved, swinging his long sword at the neck of the first zombie, slicing its head clean. Its head rolled on the ground as its headless body dropped with a thud sound.

This immediately attracted the attention of the seven other zombies. They directly rushed toward him with the intention to feast and kill.

But it seems Jacob was fairly familiar with the sword. He sliced through the zombies with his sharp sword like grass and in the blink of an eye, he had decapitated three zombies.

One of the five other zombies pounced at him. Jacob hurriedly rolled to the side, kicking off another zombie backwards, he sliced the fourth zombie's head off.

But the fifth zombie used the opportunity to leap at him. Jacob's reaction speed and movement weren't bad at all, but when surrounded by mindless zombies, his mind couldn't possibly be everywhere at once. There was no way he could possibly dodge this, not unless he has inhuman agility, which by the looks of it, he doesn't have.

Seeing this, Ryver was slightly disappointed that Jacob would go down so easily. He didn't make a move because he wanted to see the true strength of the handsome man. Although he could use his smart lens to read his status, but where's the pleasure in that?

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, with inhuman speed Jacob's leg turned into a blur as he kicked the zombie leaping at him in mid-air, slamming it against the wall. Now that he had revealed his strength, Jacob didn't feel like holding back any longer.

In a flash, he flickered through the undead like a butterfly, and killed off the remaining Zombies, his sword moving like a raging storm as he cut down the zombies and punctured through their brains. Ryver's eyes glinted slightly upon witnessing this. From what he had seen, Jacobs's reaction speed had exceeded the normal amount and was most likely at 3 points.

Panting heavily, Jacob gazed at Ryver with confusion, anger and a bit of wariness in his eyes as he walked closer, breathing through the improvised gas mask on his face which made a weird noise.

"Hey! I told you to take care of the three zombies, while I handle the other five, why didn't you do anything!?" he eyed Ryver and angrily and was incredibly suspicious of him since Ryver's action wasn't too trustworthy.

"Oh, I didn't know that was what you meant." Although he seem to be apologetic, there wasn't a single bit of sincerity in his voice.

Jacob's frowned as he noticed it, he didn't pay it much mind and put it to mind as he nodded.

Then he noticed the wet cloth on Ryver's face and suggested. "We are planning to head to the 40th floor, to the luxurious office suites where we can all stay hidden and safe till the communication gets fixed or wait until help from the military arrives. Why don't you join us? I can make an improvised gas mask for you. I assume that is barely enough to keep the toxic radioactive air you are inhaling at a minimal level."

Jacob proposed and while he didn't fully trust Ryver yet, he couldn't possibly leave him alone to die.

Ryver noticed the closed door out back and could hear the murmurs of several individuals within that office. During times like this, it was extremely wise to stay together as there's safety in numbers, moreover these are free chickens and could farm their entire worth.

"No."

Jacob was surprised hearing Ryver refusing him and could help but asked. "Why? It is difficult surviving out there alone."

There's only a slim chance of surviving out there with the zombies rampant and the contamination from radiation being even more dense out there.

Ryver went quiet for a few seconds, but ultimately replied. Longing flashing on his face. "My little daughter; I'm planning to head out of here to meet my daughter."

"Oh," Jacob's eyes softened, he knew the probability of a little girl surviving the outbreak was zero to nil, added with the toxic radiation that could kill in almost an hour, she is most likely dead or worse, a zombie. Not knowing what to say, Jacob revealed a sympathetic look on his face.

How could Ryver not know what he was thinking? But Ryver only sneered inwardly. He wasn't about to waste his breath correcting the young man's thoughts as that was the exact reaction he was looking for.

After which, Jacob stretched out his hands. "I'm Jacob by the way."

Ryver blinked expressionlessly at the hand but ignored it. "I know who you are."

Jacob nodded, awkwardly withdrawing his hands. "I've also seen you a couple of times. You must be Ryver, the Janitor right?"

"I don't think it's a good idea to head outside at this moment, Ryver. While you might desperately want to see your daughter, there are very dangerous things out there, " Jacob suddenly interjected.

Ryver was about to interject, but then he frowned sensing the young man was heading somewhere with his thoughts he gazed at the handsome man. "Go on."

"We spotted a 1st Degree Infected and a zombie variant not too far from here." Jacob's expression was grave as he explained.