For the last few minutes, Zain was listening to the group of people and was wondering what exactly it was that they were doing, and he realised that they were searching every apartment room for some reason.
It was only a matter of time before they discovered all the zombies in one of the rooms. Even if they tried to move as a group, there was a chance that they would be caught, which was why Zain, being in Skittle's body, had two goals.
One was to check out just what group was doing this. Was it the military? Or perhaps just some random people. If it was the latter, then maybe he would just use the whole horde to take them out and take their brains for safe keeping, leaving them be.
This was why he decided to make a move and assess the situation. When reaching the staircase and looking down the hallway, there was an unfortunate coincidence of timing.
As Zain looked them up and down, he noticed that they had no guns, it was a relief that it wasn't military and he wouldn't suddenly get shot, but that's when he noticed something else as well.
All of them had a confident look on their face, there was no worry, similar to that of those in the Reborn group, and at the same time, it looked like they almost had no weapons on them at all. To survive this long with no weapons, and with this level of confidence, was certainly not because of a dumb luck.
Alarm bells were screaming in Zain's head that these people were certainly trouble, and he needed to get out of there. With the current way he was now, without a doubt, they would know he was a zombie.
Unlike in his own body, Zain didn't have the usual pale grey skin, but Skittle did. Which meant, straight away, they would know.
'I can't run back up. There is a chance that they will follow me…and if I fight… that's not a good idea. I don't want to lose Skittle's body, but honestly, while using this skill, I'm not even sure what will happen if I do die!' Zain thought.
That's when he decided to make a break for it and continued running down the stairs.
"That zombie… it's running away from us!" Sharp shouted.
Out of all the zombies they had met, it was the first time anything like this had ever happened before, so of course, they were interested.
"Let's split up!" Wendy ordered. "Make sure that it can't exit out the other staircase, and we will chase it from here!"
Farris, and the long-haired man at the back, turned the other way, running to the staircase on the other side. At the same time, the others ran after Zain.
While going down the stairs, he didn't step into the next floor but rather continued running down. Looking up, he saw the one woman leading them had jumped over the staircase and was hanging over the handrail.
'What in the…' Zain thought as he looked. The next second she dropped down and managed to grab the handrail beneath the next floor. The woman was athletic beyond belief, and even if Zain was in his body, he didn't think he could do that.
'Okay, maybe the stairs aren't a good way to throw them off. I need to go down the hallway. Right now, I really wish I had picked Cobra instead. He would have been able to outrun these guys.' Zain thought.
The second Zain took a right down the hallway, the female who was chasing him shouted.
"He's going down to the second floor!"
Running down, Zain could see in front of him the two that had split up were now coming towards him and blocking his way forward.
'Skittle's strength was upgraded to two points. Already as a zombie, one is naturally stronger, then at one point, its super strength and at two, I should be able to take these two guys out.' Zain thought.
When running straight ahead, at the right time, he threw a fist out as hard as he could from underneath. The others were surprised because they had never seen a zombie throw a punch.
Immediately, Farris braced himself as he went ahead to turn his stomach to metal. As soon as the fist clashed against his hard body, Farris felt his whole body being shifted backwards as he skidded across the floor, at the same time, Zain could feel that Skittle's knuckles had broken.
What he had hit wasn't human flesh. It felt like he had gone up against a brick wall. Thankfully, there was no pain because Skittle was a zombie at the end of the day.
'What was that… that zombie, it doesn't look like a special type, and somehow, he managed to push back Farris that far? This zombie, there is definitely something strange about this zombie.' Wendy frowned.
"Sharp, slow it down, but don't kill it!" Wendy ordered.
Immediately, Sharp pulled out two small normal butter knives from his belt and threw them toward the zombie. Seeing this, Zain thought there was no chance that the knives would go toward him, but that's when he saw the knives' trajectory change.
'He can control them? And it looks like it's going for my knees!' Zain readied himself.
It was then that Zain decided to act fast. He pulled at one of the doors of the apartment that was closest to him. With his strength, he could rip it off its hinge and use it as a shield at the right moment. The knives were stuck in the wooden door and could no longer move.
"I guess you're just good at hitting zombies that can't really think for themselves." Hazel started to giggle, seeing Sharp's attack fail.
Then, Zain threw the door at the large man who had originally attacked while running into the apartment.
"Keep chasing after him. We can't let that zombie go!" Wendy shouted, seeing this, and all of them ran after Zain.
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