Police

'Why is there another moon?' The boy wondered as he looked up at the night sky.

It was like a shining black gem revolving around the moon. There were occasional flashes of red and blue on it.

The boy sighed and decided to ignore it. To be honest,what else could he do?

He turned his attention back and saw that all seventeen of the farmers had turned into zombies.

He ordered them to line up. He took off his shoes.

Looking around he picked up a sickle with his right hand. He braced himself and chopped off his left foots pinkie. It didn't hurt at all.

He picked it up and looked around. Seeing the girl he walked towards her,grabbed her by her hair and pulled her towards a tap. He opened it,washed the pinkie and forced the girl to swallow it who reluctantly did it.

The reason he was forcing her to do this was for an experiment. He already knew that biting and scratching a human would infect them but what would happen if humans ate zombie meat.

Would they get infected?

Would they remain normal??

Or were there going to be unknown effects???

All of these questions were the focus of his experiment. He had actually tried to ask the Game Eye but he needed credits to buy that information. Credits he had recently learned were the in-game currency. There were various ways you could earn credits but the boy decided to put that on the back of his mind for now...

The girl was starting to feel dizzy. The boy obviously didn't know or care.

He turned his attention back to his 'subordinates' who were lined up. He then carved the number one on the zombie in the very front,two for the next one and so on and forth…

'They don't bleed…'

'But they're starting to stink which means they are rotting…'

'It'll be obvious in awhile I guess but why don't I rot…'

'Maybe it's because of the regeneration skill...I should ask the Game Eye.'

'Game Eye why don't I rot like other zombies?'

<It Is Due To The Influence of The Passive Skill Regeneration>

'Okay…'

The boy looked down and realized that his pinkie was already regrowing. Although the regeneration skill had a lot of pros there were some cons as well which would have severe effects in the long term but the boy wasn't willing to delve too deep into this issue. He would handle things as they came. There was no need to stress himself out.

'Instead I should focus on increasing my battle prowess'

'Game Eye what's the last gift from the beginner's pack?'

<You've been granted a Soul Seal>

At that another stream of information entered his mind. The Soul Seal was a growth type rune.The more souls you feed it the stronger it grows.

It nourished and nurtured the users soul.

It also defended the users soul from any type of soul magic. If somebody or something actually tried to manipulate your soul then that person would suffer from a backlash depending upon the strength of the seal.

On top of that it could also be used to attack other creatures souls but it needed to be given a lot of souls to grow till that point.'

A small smile formed on the boy's lips. This thing would be a great trump card. Zombie soul's were inherently weak according to the Game Eye but this thing would solve that problem.

'Good…'

'I should choose a class as well…'

As he was ruminating on which class he felt like he heard a 'ping'. It was from the map in the very left corner of his vision. He focused on it and it enlarged. There were four yellow dots about twelve metres away. They were in the opposite street. The boy grabbed the sickle and decided to do some recon.

He circled around and came to the opposite end of the street where the humans were walking. He hid beside a corner and peeked his head out

There were four men dressed in light green pants and shirt with military boots wearing green caps. Two of them were holding rifles.

The boys first impression was that they were soldier but he realized that they were the police instead. It was written on their uniforms. He examined them and realized that they only had two rifles,no hand guns. The unarmed men were holding steel pipes.

'Fuck….what do I do?'

Suddenly one of them spotted the boy and shouted:

"Hey you!"

"Stop!!"

Hearing this the boy panicked and hid.

Seeing this the cops were surprised and then started to run towards where he was standing. As soon as they turned the corner a shadow flashed past them grabbing one of the unarmed cop pressing a sickle against his neck. It was the boy.

The cops holding the guns turned around but the boy had already grabbed his hostage.

"Drop your weapons!" Shouted the boy despite knowing that they couldn't understand him but nonetheless they should get the basic idea.

At this moment seventeen green coloured zombies appeared. The boy had spiritually commanded them.

'Four more subordinates...nice.'

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