Executing the plan

Following after Henry, they were first welcomed by the reception desk. It was a common reception room except for neon lights lightening the internet cafe from inside. There were also empty shelves, seemingly for snacks and drinks.

"Let's go to the staff room. Except for comfy seats, it is useless to be there. Or do you want to play games now? Be aware, the internet isn't working." Henry said with a hint of self-contempt as he noticed their curious glances towards the gaming zone.

Although it was a successful business idea back then, earning him quite a profit, the computers were now obsolete for him as they could not fulfill his current needs. They couldn't fill their stomachs, nor did they protect them from zombies, so though they were still functional, their use didn't exceed the use of metal scraps now.