[Nuclei of 1st Degree infected (0/3)]
[Spinal Fluid of mutated human(203/350ml)]
[Bone Marrow of Type 1 mutated beast(0/5kg)]
[Heart of a 2nd Degree infected or a Rank 2 Mutated beast or a Type 2 Mutant or a Level 2 Enhanced Human(0/1) ]
Ryver smacked his lips while reading the list, after which he dragged the corpse towards the store room at the edge of the hallway and locked it inside. He might need quite a few materials from the corpse later and if the corpse hadn't decayed or rotted by then, it might be of great help.
The entire 40th floor reeked with the stench of both human and beast corpses, with blood splattered over the wall and pools of blood on the floor. This place was not inhabitable. Moving to the floor below is a no go since the floors below the 40th floor were exposed offices but above the 40th floor were enclosed offices that very much looked like a suite therefore, he could only move upwards if he wanted a nice room and a decent bed. Moreover, the other survivors would have also gone upwards, maybe a few tens of floors upwards, he just didn't know which one. Making one wonder if he really cared or not.
Moving up three more floors, Ryver found the 44th floor was clean and wasn't affected by the attack of the beasts. But they seem to have been preoccupied judging by the weapons pointed toward his face the moment he walked out of the stairway door. It seems they were laying an ambush to catch the creatures off guard.
"Ryver? You are alright, that's good." Jacobs heaved a sigh of relief and lowered his sword while the others were also relieved it was someone they knew.
Katniss and Glinda's expression wasn't looking too good. They had thought Ryver might have been devoured by the creatures, but it seems he would live to see another day. As the saying goes, good people die quickly while the bad people always live to see another day.
"Come in quickly. We can't afford to stay here much longer."Jacobs said, wide eyes as he locked the metal door behind him. The others assisted him in placing three water dispensers side by side, to keep the door more secure.
"There's no need for that, the creatures have all been dealt with." Ryver said off-handedly as he limped forwards, towards one of the lights illuminating the floor. The injuries he had sustained from the fight were no joke and he could feel his body weakening slightly as though he had been infected with some sort of sickness. From the numbness, he was feeling in the bones of his arm had a feeling he had somehow been infected.
The Mutant has stabbed its claws deep into his bones during the chokehold, which might have transmitted some kind of virus into his body.
Jacobs's brows furrowed as he heard Ryver's words but before he could reply, Katniss cut him to it as she snorted heavily. "This is not the time to brag Ryver. I saw the creature tear apart two Mutated Giant Pigeons in just a second, meaning it was a Type 1 creature, no less. If you said you've killed the creature, you might as well tell us you have eliminated the Licker lurking outside the company also."
"That I also did." His lips curled to a smirk as he responded.
Daveen eyed Ryver doubtfully and even Jacob was unconvinced by his claims not to mention Glinda and Katniss whose expression was one of mistrust.
"Everyone can brag Ryver, but at least make it believable." Glinda inputted dubiously.
Ryver chuckled but didn't say anymore. He caught sight of his arm with the flicker of light and then frowned as he dropped it down. He needed to treat his wound before it starts to fester.
"Forget about all that, what about the survivor that was with you, did he survive." Jacobs suddenly asked.
Ryver's eyes flashed with annoyance as he recalled the infuriating man and he shook his head.
"No. He was killed." Frankly, he didn't lie, he only prevaricated. The man was killed, he just didn't say he was the one who killed him cause was making Ryver irked. Jacob sighed heavily and his shoulder slumped a bit.
"More than half of the survivors are dead while a few of us managed to actually escape the flock of those animals. We only managed to escape ourselves cause we were having a meeting about how to grind for evolution points when the attack happened."
As they recalled the horrifying scene of the beasts tearing apart their fellow humans and sucking their brains out like as though it was coconut drink, they instantly became terror-stricken, sacred witless almost to death. It could have been them it would have happened to had they not been in the hallway, talking to each other.
Ryver eyed them curiously, their expression made him very unusual. Especially that of Glinda who was about to break down and cry this very second as her body trembled violently, fogs appearing on the face of her gas mask as her breathing increased. She was probably sobbing internally.
Daveen's head hung low as he leaned in the wall, sliding down to the ground until his face rested on his knees. Katniss, gently stroked Glinda's hair, probably to take comfort in her as the other hand tightened to a fist, her facial muscles spamming.
Ryver pursed his lips and wondered if they were all trying to be funny with their various expressions. He couldn't be blamed though because he had never cared enough to watch the expressions of other people. Therefore it was a bit bizarre to him.
"I'm going to go now." He found the last room by the edge of the hallway and opened the door.
Entering into the room, he limped towards the bathroom while grabbing a bottle of whisky he found by the wardrobe. Checking the cabinets by the sink, he found a first-aid box within which he immediately used to cleanse the injury on his forearm along with some alcohol, swallowing the whole pill sachet of antibiotics and pushing down with the bottle of whisky. His metabolism had increased along with his growth in physique, hence him using ten times the medicine.
Thankfully, it was only a regular infection, not a deadly one like the zombie virus.