Chapter 7: Brutal
The mess in the dormitory was situated on 3rd floor. Sumit's room was on the 3rd floor itself and while going towards the mess, Sumit managed to pick up his backpack along with his shoes and a leather jacket.
Since, it was winter season, these were absolutely required.
Along with this Sumit even managed to make a makeshift torch using some of his clothes and a wooden stick he easily managed to get after breaking a wooden chair in his room.
"Woah! I am quite strong now." exclaimed Sumit as he casually ripped the chair apart .
"I can't believe, I was thinking of leaving the building without these things.", he reprimanded himself.
After taking all the essentials in his backpack, he proceeded to move towards the mess.
"Let's see, from what I remember the supplies in mess are restocked every 3rd day. While perishable items like milk and eggs are purchased daily, things likes rice, pulses etc must be in stock."
He thought of this as he opened the door to the mess.
"Since it is the weekend and considering that it was not even dinner time, I don't think so there would be anyone here except the workers.", he thought.
"At max I would have to deal with 5 zombies.", he was confident now and he walked towards the room where ingredients were stored.
The flame from the torch illuminated his surroundings and casted his shadow on the walls.
The water dripping from one of the taps could be clearly heard amidst the silence.
As he was walking Sumit felt that he stepped into some liquid.
Moving the torch downwards towards his feet, he was able to see a poll of blood.
Though this site did not disturbed him at all. After all he was a medical student and he had he had even seen an autopsy.
"But whom could this blood belong to and what is the reason for it's presence?", Sumit asked the two most important question that came to his mind.
As he followed the blood trail he was finally led to the kitchen and what he saw there was enough to scar any normal person for life.
CRACK! CHOMP!
In front of his laid a scene straight from the worst of the nightmares.
Zombies! more than a dozen were devouring a human after tearing the body using their sharp teeth.
Sumit also saw one of the zombie ripping off the arm from the body with brute strength alone.
"UGGGGGHHHH!!!!!"
Sumit heard a noise from the corpses.
"HE IS STILL ALIVE?!" Sumit exclaimed without any restraint.
As if being irritated by the sounds it's prey was making one of the zombies bit on the person's neck before he could make any other noise.
SPURRT!!
With a thick spray of blood the man's voice was silenced forever.
Though he could not take a look at his face, Sumit saw the unwillingness present in the man's eyes and the light that was leaving it.
After witnessing this, something snapped inside him.
"Though I always hated heroes who sacrificed themselves for everyone. I know that there are times that someone must step up." Sumit told himself.
"Right now anger is consuming me, but one scratch and it's all over for me. What's their level System?"
[12 Zombies detected each of Level 3]
"That's doable for me"
"I am sorry for being such a coward. But I have someone, I need to meet too." Sumit said while looking towards the corpse.
Smashing his hammer on the wall, Sumit gathered the attention of the zombies towards him.
"COME AT ME F*CKERS"
With a loud cry Sumit readied himself as the zombies left the corpses and started to move towards him.
10 MINUTES LATER….
[DING… LEVEL 5>>>LEVEL 6 (0/4000)
+2 TO ALL STATS
+2 FREE ATTRIBUTE POINTS]
Sumit collapsed on the ground breathing heavily. His face was covered with the zombies blood and his leather jacket was now missing a huge part from his arm area.
"Thankfully, I did not receive any injury. But I guess I was really angry." Sumit mind now became clearer after the bloodshed he caused.
Around him were lying 15 headless corpses of the zombies.
The floor was now covered with brain matter and blood that was spilled from his ruthless strikes on their heads with his hammer.
Though the hammer was the kind that people used in their daily lives, it was made of metal and combining Sumit's current physical strength he was able to wield it like a sledgehammer.
"All the sound of fighting attracted 3 extra zombies, I was lucky that they were only level 2."
"Hey system! Why did that man not became a zombie after being bitten by them?"
[Looks like that man had an innate resistant to corruption by Dark mana]
"SUCH a talent exists?" Sumit was shocked because it was basically a cheat code in the current situation.
[Well he would not be the only one to have such talent. There would be many like him in this world]
"And even after that cheat code they might perish?"
[….] the system stayed silent.
Still shaken by the man's horrific death Sumit's resolve only grew stronger.
"It seems like the mindset from before is not sufficient to survive in the current world. I must change it otherwise I would not be able to accomplish my end goal."
[Your end goal?]
"You can say it was a delusion of mine and only few people know about it. It was a delusion before the apocalypse, but not right now." as Sumit said this his eyes grew determined.
[So what is it?]
"Hahaha! Don't ask me right now or I would die from embarrassment."
[Okay I will not ask about it]
"For now I don't think that I would be able to handle any more surprises in the darkness. So I will move after sunrise."
"Let's go back to my room for now." Sumit said this as he packed bread,butter, rice and salt into his backpack.
As he locked his room, and laid down his mind could not help but drift towards the thought of his best friend Saurabh.
"What's the time right now system?"
[It's 8:30 pm currently host.]
"Time really changes very quickly." sighed Sumit as he remembered the day before his eyes felt heavy and closed.