The enigmatic encounter with the peculiar zombie still fresh in his mind, Ryo continued his quest for supplies in the abandoned town. The sun, hanging low in the sky, cast long shadows across the deserted streets and empty buildings, a reminder of the fleeting daylight and the impending dangers of the night. Immune to the virus and unthreatened by the zombies, Ryo kept his guard up nonetheless, his MP5 at the ready. He was cautious not only of potential threats but also of being seen.
He wanted to keep his immunity a secret, knowing that others might view it with suspicion or even try to exploit it. Moving from store to store, his senses were alert, not just for the mindless zombies that roamed the streets but also for any signs of human life. He kept a low profile, his movements calculated and silent as he navigated the abandoned town.
