The woman looked me in the eyes and then took my hand and stood up, her children clinging to her skirt.
"Thank you." The woman said and she looked like she was about to start crying again.
"Don't thank me yet. We still need to get out of here first." Alex said and led the way out of the shop. The entire floor was cleared of thralls earlier so the only real problem is if any comes from outside or upstairs.
"Ok see you guys at the bus and remember to gather food from the stores I showed you." I told them when we reached the stairs leading to the second floor.
"What are you not coming with?" The woman asked with concern
"No, I'll have to check the second floor for any survivors." I told her although I already knew there weren't any up there.
"But...." The woman started to say but couldn't finish.
"Don't worry about him. He'll be fine." Claire said trying to reassure the woman.
"Ok." The woman said but still looked a bit worried.
I started to ascend the stairs and soon reached onto the second floor. The scenery up here were vastly different from downstairs it kind of reminded me of the first floor of the University. The place was covered in dried up black blood, their were limbs and organs littering the floor and most importantly their was a nauseating stench up here. Although it wasn't as bad as the one at the university it still smelt terrible. I wonder how we didn't smell it from downstairs.
I activated [Aura Vision] and searched the entire floor. There seemed to be a number of undead thralls here and like usual I went to the closest one first. The closest one was in the corridor so I rushed towards it and when I saw what it I couldn't help but smile.
'Revenge, motherfucker.' Although it wasn't the same undead from last time, I still held a grudge against it for how it almost killed me. Taking my shotgun in hand I stepped into the hall. Almost immediately the undead turned around only to be met by a rain of bullets but it remained undeterred and ran towards me. I shot another shell at it and the impact caused it to recoil as black mist escaped it's wounds. I pointed the shotgun's barrel towards it's head and fired shot after shot. It tried blocking with it's arms but those were quickly blown off as I advanced closer and closer.
[You have slain a level 3 undead. You have gained 180 exp.]
[Congratulations you have gained a level.]
[Name: Colin
Race: Hafling
Level: 7/10( 410 exp next level)
LP: 120/120
DP: 12/12
Traits: [Will to Live], [Senses Manipulation], [Demon's Pride]
Skills: [Regeneration], [Supernatural Physique], [Supernatural Senses], [Aura Vision]
'Only three more levels to go before I evolve again.' I thought while reloading my shotgun.
*Growl*
Multiple thralls coming into the corridor and ofcourse I already knew that. I finished reloading my shotgun when the first one appeared and I quickly pointed my gun at it's head and pulled the trigger.
[You have slain a level 4 undead thrall. You have gained 40 exp.]
*Growl*
*Growl*
*Growl*
I quickly slung the shotgun over my shoulder and pulled out my sword as more thralls entered the corridor. They ran towards me snarling and growling like a pack of wild animals and so I treated them as such.
*Slash*
[You have slain a level 3 undead thrall. You have gained 30 exp.]
[You have slain a level 4 undead thrall. You have gained 40 exp.]
[You have slain a level 2 undead thrall. You have gained 20 exp.]
.......
[Congratulations you have gained a level.]
[You have slain a level 5 undead thrall. You have gained 50 exp.]
I killed thrall after thrall but my kill streak was bound to end eventually. Soon I saw another undead enter the corridor but this one was different. Unlike the last one that was slightly muscular this one could only be described as....fat, like really fat making me wonder how it even made it to the second floor. The undead looked like jello with legs as it's belly protruded from it's body. As it walked towards me I could feel the floor shake slightly and as it came forward it grabbed one of the thralls and started munching on it. I knew immediately that pistol weren't gonna do the job so I quickly pulled the shotgun off my back.
*Boom*
*Boom*
*Boom*
I fired three shots at the creature hitting it's belly and it screamed in pain which is weird since undeads don't feel pain. It's belly was burst apart but was healed in a swarm of black mist. I aimed at it's head but it blocked by it's meaty arms which got chunks of them blown off. I didn't want to get closer to it because it seemed to have a strong grip but it seemed that I didn't have to. The ground vibrated as the obese monster took one angry step after another. As the beast got closer and closer I fired shell after shell blowing off chunks of it's body but it continued to regenerate. When it reached around 5m away from me I blew it's legs off with my last shot gun shells causing it to tumble and fall. I took my sword from it's scabbard and stabbed it in the back of it's meaty neck. It tried to reach me but I stood in the small of it's back. As the fat bastard struggled to reach me I pulled out my guns and rained bullets into it's skulls.
[You have slain a level 7 undead. You have gained 420 exp.]