How long had Zain stayed in that position for, he wasn't sure himself. He was on his knees, and the others that he had turned had now surrounded him, Skittle, Cobra, War and Jam. It had been so long that the zombies that, once they had cleared the area, were now just walking around the place freely.
If it wasn't for the constant system messages telling him that his energy was low, he perhaps would have stayed there for even longer.
'Why… Why did that man let me live? He could have easily killed me, and after I killed one of his zombies as well?' Zain thought.
It was certainly a strange feeling, because it was the first time since acquiring this zombie body of his that he was close to death.
'The system as well, giving me such a quest. That man, he was one of the ones that started this apocalypse in the first place, a human. How does the system even know such a thing?
