A few men were left outside to stand as guards while all the others returned inside. There was a huge smile on everyone's face as they were relieved to see that nearly everyone had survived the ordeal.
Inside the museum, there were around fifty people, and half of the group was deemed unable to fight for whatever reason. They were either too young, weak, or elderly. Still, all of them were proud of the ones who had decided to risk their lives for theirs and were willing to try and make up for it in other ways.
Whether it was massaging them, getting them supplies, making the clothes, or cleaning the area for them, they would do what they could to help and settle down the ones who had fought against the zombie horde and saved everyone's lives.
Ryan and others followed the panicked man, and they eventually entered the room where they had isolated the infected people. The man then told Ryan and the others to stand by the door since he was the only one with a mask on, whereas they didn't have any for themselves.
,m From the door, they could all see the state of the sick people inside. They were coughing non stop, and a metal bowl was placed by the side. In the metal bowl itself, blood could be seen, and on top of that, it was on the sheets that had covered them as well.
"I know we just went through one problem and managed to survive that, but the sickness is getting worse. More and more people are coughing. Whatever this is, it's spreading fast. We need to find a cure or find out what it is." The man said to everyone.
Ryan looked at Zain and Brandon uncomfortably. On top of that, Pink had rushed to her sick mother's side. The man wanted to stop her, but Kun grabbed his hand to not let him block her.
The three figured that due to them being Reborn humans, this disease wouldn't really affect them.
"We need to leave straight away. We will take one of the patients with us." Brandon said, "Everyone else should stay here just in case another attack is to happen. Are you still up for coming?"
When Brandon asked this question, he was looking at Zain, knowing the latter was the decision maker. Pink had pleading eyes, and either way, Zain knew she would go.
"I'll carry my mother. No one else should get sick, and after she is treated, we will get the medication that is required and come back here. Heck! We will bring the doctor back with us if we have to!" Pink shouted.
Understanding the situation, Zain made up his mind.
"Fine, we will go, but only if you tell me everything you know about the Rebron group and the second I notice you're lying, I'll leave from here." Zain outright said.
These words surprised Ryan, but judging by the nod that Brandon had given, it looked like the latter did know something after all.
"We can talk about it on the way. We have to get to the hospital right now."
Soon, some wooden planks were gathered to create a small makeshift bed, and then it was tied around Pink, and now she was able to carry her mother on her back.
Everyone was quite surprised by the strength she displayed, which she wasn't hiding anymore. In fact, she didn't really care. Although this would still restrict her movement, she still needed to be the one to carry her mother.
In no time, a team of five, or six if one was to count Pink's mother, walked out of the museum. Kun, Pink, Zain, Brandon, and Dave from the University group. According to Brandon, due to the latter's innocent face and sweet tongue, he had a knack for convincing people and calming them down.
Since they were going to ask another group for a favour, they thought they could use him well in this type of situation.
"I'm happy to be working with you. I hope if I am in danger, you can help me out, and I will try to do the same." Dave said with a thumbs up toward Zain.
"Let's just get moving. We have to get there before it's dark and may even have to stay the night."
While leaving the museum, Zain also began to check his system. He then opened the Horde tab to check his horde's status. He hadn't had the chance or time to add more members to his Horde. Still, the main group was there, and he wanted to order them to move along with him.
After all, there might be a situation where he could use his horde to get out of it.
'I might as well check out what exactly this gold card will do as well. Maybe it can give me something else. Last time, I got the skill to turn other zombies into horde members, and it was very useful. Let's see what I get this time.'
[Gold reward card has been used]
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At that moment in the hospital, one of the groups had returned, and they had all met with the doctor to give him their report.
"Is what you're saying true?" The doctor asked. "That the museum managed to survive an entire horde attack of that size?"
"Yes, sir, and the reports about the others we saw, the ones who helped them, are true as well." The man gulped.
"Very well." The doctor waved off his hand, brushing them away. "You have recovered your debt to me from last time. You may all leave."
Seated on his chair, the doctor was left in his thoughts as he thought about the reports that had come in.
"Those three certainly sound impressive. It is clearly because of them that the museum group even managed to survive. It makes me wonder, they clearly can't be normal. I wonder if they are Superhuman as well? Have they figured out the secret to unlocking such a thing?
"I…need more subjects." The doctor said as he stood up and zipped up the fly on his trousers.
"You have paid your debt as well. You may leave."
Just then, a woman appeared from underneath his desk, whipping saliva from her mouth as she stormed out of the room with tears running down her face.
"What a beautiful world we live in." The doctor smiled.
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