3 am at Takagi estate.
After killing the zombie, he rushed back to the Takagi estate.
He has to say that Saya's family furniture is really great, especially this bed, it's very comfortable.
Laying on the bed, he looked at his rewards.
A total of 3850 zombies were killed!
Ye Sato total drop: [Power]+40, [Defense]+40, [Energy]+40, [Corpse Coin]+13900.
[...
[Power]: 609
[Defense]: 609
[Energy]:609
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[Corpse Coin]: 16969
[Function]: [Storage: Lv4], [Travel], [Touch]]
This may be the last time he will get stats from those old corpses out there.
He can only hope there will be new and fresh corpses.
The happy thing is that he can upgrade his [Storage] to level 5.
[Storage: Lv4] Open 1000m3 static space to store non living objects. Cost:0 Upgrade:10000
Upgrade!
[Storage: Lv5] Open 10000m3 static space to store non living objects. Cost:0 Upgrade:100000
[...
[Corpse Coin]: 6969
[Function]: [Storage: Lv5], [Travel], [Touch]]
Look at that space. That's a lot.
What is even more impressive is the number of zombies he had killed.
Thinking back, he has probably killed more than 5000 zombies.
New cities required a minimum of 25000 population while pre-existing cities required a minimum of 5000 inhabitants.
It also needs some other requirements, but let's just focus on the number of people.
With that said, it means he had killed a city of zombies!
What to do now?
Of course, it's time to sleep. It's in the middle of the night, and he has worked really hard and feels tired.
Early morning.
Sato woke up after a nap.
His body is so powerful that he only needs a short sleep.
He kind of missed the old days, where he didn't have enough strength to get out of the bed.
Those good old days.
Walking to the kitchen, Sato opened the fridge and looked inside.
There's no ready-made food.
What should he do?
Cook?
Nope.
He looked inside his [Storage] and took out a random sandwich.
Since he has time, he decided to prepare for the nuclear EMP attack. Also known as HANE, High Altitude Nuclear Explosion.
It's when a nuclear warhead explodes at a high altitude, between 30 and 50 kilometers above Earth's surface, and bursts an electromagnetic radiation pulse.
The electromagnetic radiation pulse is made of several components. But it's gamma rays that create the EMP phenomenon.
Gamma rays collide with air molecules, depositing their energy to produce an enormous quantity of positive ions and recoil electrons, creating the so-called Compton effect.
The atmosphere where the ionization occurs begins to produce electromagnetic waves. And it's those waves that induce a high voltage in electrical conductors and causes electrical breakdown voltages to be exceeded.
And that, my readers, is how EMP works.
Sato decided to install an EMP protection device on their vehicle. Even if the Humvee is EMP-proof because of its trippel copper plate, it's still safer to install the device. The device is what he robbed from his world.
Bringing out the EMP protection device, he removed all the marks which may expose its origin.
Opening the hood, he began installing the device.
Connect the red wire to the battery's positive terminal and the black wire to the negative terminal. And the last wire, the ground wire, is installed on a metal piece that attaches to the chassis.
What about Saya's family vehicles?
Do those vehicles have anything to do with him?
And why should he help?
Does he owe them anything?
Even if he does, with his personality, will he really pay back his debt?
If there are no benefits, why should he lend a hand?
Washing his hands clean, he walked back to the mansion.
Since he is done installing, he should go and flirt.
Which girl?
Watch and see.
Walking inside a bedroom, he looked around, then searched.
Invasion of privacy?
Hehe.
What is that?
Can you eat that?
Does it taste good?
Finding what he wanted, he walked out confidently.
Did you think he would do something R-18?
Pervert.
Let's move on.
He charged the phone he just "borrowed". The charging device is something he had looted.
If he is going to use a phone, then he will, of course, use the best one.
Taking out a smartphone from his world, he placed a sim card he had found and turned on the smartphone.
The sim card is from this world. He is pretty convinced his world's sim cards don't work here.
When the cell phone was finally turned on, he looked at the contact information.
There were not a lot of numbers.
Sato scrolled through the phone contact list and found Rika's phone number.
He pressed on her name and looked at the number. Picking up his smartphone, he dialed the number.
"Hello?"
It was Rika's voice.
"Good morning, Rika. How have you been?" He greeted her.
It was silent for a while.
"Oh, you are that Sato guy?" Rika said as she realized who was on the other side of the phone.
"Not Sato guy. It's your fiance." He corrected her.
If he continues insisting on being her fiance, maybe he can brainwash her to believe his words?
As if.
"Hahaha," she laughed unrestrained then asked, "Then what does my fiance want?"
I want you.
You say the word. I'll come through.
Something in the way you move.
Don't keep me waiting on you.
I want you.
I want you.
The wrong stage, I will leave now.
He answered her with his own question, "How did the higher-ups respond?"
He really wants to know if this nuclear event can be prevented.
This event is really a pain in the @ss.
Like hell, he would want to live with no water and electricity.
"They are still in discussion ri—" She tried to answer.
Say no more.
"Alright, I understand. I didn't expect anything from those idiots. " He interrupted her, as he could already hear the answer from her voice.
Damn those politicians.
Being on guard against nuclear weapons doesn't really make them lose anything, but they still refuse.
If he ever meets them, then he will send them straight to the afterlife.
But, well, who would even believe the words of some random guy?
Hearing fabric rubbing at each other, he asked, "Anyway, let's leave that aside. What are you doing now? Still fondling your breast?"
Pretty sure he guessed right.
That's at least what she had done in anime.
She didn't feel embarrassed and answered, "Yes, I am doing that. Those things are numb. I have been laying down since morning."
You can lay those things on me.
Or you can lay on me.
Nothing will happen.
Trust me.
"Ah, If I was there, then I could have helped you massage them," he said with regret.
Rika is massaging those D class breasts.
That's really envious.
"Hahaha," she laughed then asked seriously, "Leave those jokes aside. Why are you contacting me? I don't think you have too much time."
Well, he does really have too much time and doesn't know what to do.
There are too few zombies in the surrounding. He will need to go further away to be able to kill a decent amount of zombies.
He can't go to another anime world since he doesn't know how the time flow works.
But he can't say that as his impression in her mind will be lowered. Another reason is that it's his secret.
Minami Rika is someone who only has interests in those who have abilities above her. This can be seen as she said in the anime that she will allow her SAT comrade to massage her breast if he could shoot better than her.
Or it may just be her excuse to reject that male's advances.
That SAT male's name?
He was a dead man in the anime, so he might as well not bother about the name.
In any case, the usual method doesn't work on Rika.
She is someone who has seen and experienced too much. If Sato wants to get Rika, then he needs to slowly disrupt her thoughts.
Doesn't matter in what way.
Sato said what he had guessed, "According to my calculation, the nuclear weapons will be launched this afternoon or the next day. The likelihood of it being tomorrow is higher."
Yep, it was just a guess.
He could only estimate the event by watching anime, reading manga and information, but he is 90% sure he is right.
"So you're telling me we will die?" She sighed inside, as the news was worse than she expected.
Die?
No way.
Even if you want to die, it won't be so easy.
If you died, then how will this story continue?
How will the author of Highschool of the Dead continue the story if everyone is nuked?
Oh, right, that author already kicked the bucket.
Let's just forget about that.