As he ate, he glanced at the system screen again. The completed quest was still displayed, along with his newly accumulated Souls and Blood Coins. His eyes lingered on the Souls count—100 Souls. Enough to summon a small squad.
His thoughts drifted back to the Summon Forces tab. If he could summon even a handful of allies, his odds of survival would improve dramatically.
However—.
[You can only summon troops once you are level 10.]
Advik Bhardwaj's excitement was abruptly cut short as the system displayed a restriction he hadn't noticed before.
"Level 10?"
He scanned the details of the Summon Forces tab again, hoping he had misread it. Unfortunately, the glowing text was crystal clear.
[You must reach Level 10 to unlock the Summon Forces feature.]
He sighed in frustration, leaning back against the wall. "Figures... Of course, there's a catch."
Despite the setback, he reminded himself that the system had already given him tools to survive—tools he never would have dreamed of possessing. It wasn't a complete loss. The Blood Coins, Souls, and the rewards for completing quests would give him a fighting chance, and the Glock 17 was proof of what he could accomplish with a little firepower.
After finishing his meal, he felt a surge of energy returning to his body. For the first time in days, his mind felt clear, and his body no longer felt on the brink of collapse.
He decided to focus on leveling up. If he needed to reach Level 10 to summon reinforcements, then that was his next priority.
Opening the Mission Tab, Advik Bhardwaj found a new notification waiting for him.
[New Quest Unlocked: Eliminate 100 Zombies.]
[Completion Reward: 50,000 Blood Coins, and 1,000 EXP.]
The quest made his stomach tighten. Killing 50 zombies had already pushed him to the edge—now the system was asking him to double that number.
"Well, no pain, no gain," he muttered, shaking his head. He couldn't afford to waste time complaining.
He glanced over the window, surveying the situation outside through window. The rain had stopped entirely now, and the skies were clearing.
Advik Bhardwaj checked his ammunition. After purchasing the extra rounds earlier, he still had about 15 left in the current magazine. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.
Opening the Shop Tab again, he browsed for better weapons. His eyes lit up as he scrolled past an assortment of firearms—rifles, shotguns, and even submachine guns. Unfortunately, most of the items were grayed out, either due to high costs or level restrictions.
He sighed and selected something within his budget:
[Weapon Purchased: Heckler & Koch MP5 - 1,500 Blood Coins]
[Ammo: (20x) 9x19mm Parabellum 40 Rounds mag: 600 Blood Coins]
The sleek Heckler & Koch MP5 materialized in Advik Bhardwaj's hands.. He admired the weapon for a moment before checking the inventory to load the purchased ammunition.
"This should make things easier," he muttered, sliding the magazine into place and cocking the bolt. About how he knew to operate the gun, he just knew it, like the system has granted him basic knowledge on every gun.
Advik Bhardwaj leaned over the sofa again, then he stand up from sofa, then he slowly walked to door, then he peaked his head.
The aftermath of his earlier fight was evident; the 4 corpses of the undead littered the grounds, then he come out from house.
"Alright, time to get to work."
Advik Bhardwaj held MP5 in his right hand, then he attached the torch to MP5 through tap. Make sure it tight, then he come to 14th floor.
Then he saw few zombies, He took a deep breath, steadied his hands, and pulled the trigger.
The MP5 roared to life, sending a burst of bullets downrange. The first two zombies fell instantly, their heads blown apart by the precise shots. The other two were staggered but continued moving, their grotesque, decayed faces locked in his direction.
Advik Bhardwaj adjusted his aim and fired again.
Ratatatat!
[Zombies killed: 2/100]
[Zombies killed: 4/100]
The notifications flashed in his peripheral vision, giving him a strange sense of accomplishment. The MP5 was a game-changer—its rapid-fire capability allowed him to handle multiple targets with ease.
As Advik Bhardwaj continued to fire, a growing realization dawned on him—the zombies were becoming more reactive. The sound of the MP5 echoed through the open corridor, pulling the undead from every direction. What had initially been clusters of wandering zombies now began to coalesce into a unified horde.
The reason—the rain has already turned into drizzle, providing less sound cover.
Ratatatat!
Another burst of bullets shredded through three more zombies, their lifeless bodies crumpling to the blood-streaked ground.
[Zombies killed: 7/100]
He glanced around, noticing movement on the far edges of the corridor. Zombies were pouring out of houses, their frenzied moans growing louder with every passing second.
From his vantage point on the side, Advik Bhardwaj watched in stunned silence as the horde pressed against the wall he was on, their momentum of the zombies of getting higher and higher each second.
Advik Bhardwaj's heart dropped. "Oh, hell no."
Panic surged through Advik Bhardwaj as he watched the horde of zombies towards him.
"Oh no, this is bad," Advik Bhardwaj muttered under his breath, his fingers tightening on the MP5. His eyes frantically darted to the side, searching for an escape. But there was no escape as behind the him and emergency door distance is long, and there were zombies trying to barge in from left side of door.
The zombies below were now reaching up near him, desperate to get to him.
"Focus," hissed to himself. He quickly checked the ammo count.
[Ammo: 50/600 (MP5)]
[Blood Coins: 53,400]
He opened the Shop Tab, praying the system had something that could turn the tide. Scrolling frantically through the options, his eyes landed on a solution that made his heart race.
[Item Purchased: M67 Grenade x3 –450 Blood Coins]
[Blood coins: 52,950]
The grenades materialized instantly in his inventory. Without hesitation, Advik Bhardwaj pulled one out, yanked the pin, and hurled it straight into the writhing mass of zombies.