Free Web NovelChapter 3: Getting A Phone And... ROXANNA ARE YOU OKAY?
Fredrinn recovered three mobile phones from the corpses of the three zombies.
One had a half eaten apple logo behind it, but when he tried to turn it on, Fredrinn realized that it was locked.
Out of anger, he threw it so hard on the floor that it shattered into hundreds of pieces.
Then he checked the next one from an unknown brand, but realized that it was locked as well.
He first tried to enter some random numbers, but he ended up shattering it as well when it didn’t open.
Praying for the third time to be the charm, Fredrinn opened the third phone, but the luck was so much against him that the phone didn’t even turn on.
He remembered that long pressing the button might help, so he tried it, watching the screen boot up to life, but going dark after waiting for a whole damn minute.
"..." Fredrinn stared blankly at the box of plastic and metal in his hand.
He debated crushing it under his shoes personally, but took a deep breath to calm himself down before trying to turn it on one last time.
Alas... doing the same thing several times wouldn’t magically change the outcome.
The phone still remained dark screened, causing Fredrinn to smash it much harder than the other two, which attracted the attention of two other distant zombies a little farther away.
’Oh well... It ended up being useful somehow.’ Fredrinn didn’t care.
He picked up his sword and walked towards the incoming zombies, before pausing midway.
The two zombies in front of him felt... different.
They felt faster.
Not absurdly fast and definitely not as fast as him, but the thought was still unsettling.
And not only were the two zombies faster, but they felt more... stable?
They didn’t stumble as much as the other three that he had just dispatched and nor did they walk as blindly like retards.
They... seemed smarter.
These two zombies reminded Fredrinn of the first zombie he had encountered when returning to Earth.
He was also like these two, appearing more like a threat when compared to the weaklings.
Yet, Fredrinn had trust in his skills and knew that he could defeat them even if they were more ’buffed’ when compared to others.
He went in with the sword held tight and instantly attacked the first zombie’s foot, slicing off the ankle cleanly that made the zombie fall face first into the sand. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
But just before Fredrinn could land a killing blow, the second zombie lunged– Yes, lunged at Fredrinn.
This had never happened before as the sudden burst of speed caught Fredrinn off guard as he stepped back to avoid the attack.
But surprisingly enough... the zombie that had scared him off didn’t instantly attack him.
It took a look at its partner’s fallen figure, his pupil-less blank eyes staring at the sliced foot with a crazed look.
Slowly, Fredrinn saw saliva drip down the zombie’s mouth, sending shivers down the wizard’s spine.
Was he really about to witness... Cannibalism?
And the answer was yes and no.
It was true that the second zombie totally intended to chow down on the sliced neck of its partner, but Fredrinn was no stupid man who would let his enemy have a power up safely.
He attacked instantly as the second zombie was about to take a bite out of the other zombie’s sliced foot.
Fredrinn sliced off the assaulter’s hands, making three separate limbs fall onto the floor. Two hands and a foot.
However by now the first zombie he slashed had regained its balance a little as he crawled towards the flowing murky blood from those three limbs.
He ignored his own foot and instead bit down on the sliced hands, tearing the flesh like a savage beast as more blood flowed.
Fredrinn attacked the zombie, aiming at the skull this time, but the zombie was unfazed. He continued to eat, even devouring the bones with a resounding crunch.
Right in front of Fredrinn’s eyes, the foot he had sliced off the zombie began to regenerate.
’Holy shit I didn’t sign up for this freakshow!’ Fredrinn looked at the scene blankly.
His blade had ended up getting blocked by the zombie’s hard bones, unable to cut through easily while the zombie was focused on his own level-up.
Fredrinn debated using the revolver on this beast, but then realized that a chance at getting a phone was not worth wasting a precious bullet.
So he did what any sane person would do.
He dashed off. Again.
Aiming for the weaker zombies was much better than trying to fight these ’smarter’ and cannibalistic freaks.
The two cannibalistic zombies watched him run off, but they had another interest right there to bother giving chase to the scaredy human... the three zombie corpses that Fredrinn had slayed earlier.
So unknowingly, Fredrinn had managed to buff up two more zombies on the beach...
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Fredrinn found a pair of the weaker and dumber zombies that were kneeling under the shade of a giant umbrella.
They appeared to be chomping on a feminine corpse that had clothes torn to shreds and flesh gouged out.
The woman was already dead and it was surprising to him that she hadn’t transformed into a zombie and had instead become fodder for these monsters.
Was there a requirement that needed to be fulfilled for converting?
Would Fredrinn get converted if he was bitten like his memories warned him?
It was an interesting question but he wasn’t foolish enough to try.
Instead, Fredrinn’s attention got pulled to a sound that wasn’t gore.
A melodic chime that triggered his memories. A mobile ringing.
He abandoned all his thoughts and dashed towards the feast of two zombies, using his sword to assassinate the first one by driving his blade right through the skull, while the other was alerted too late.
The zombified woman received a kick right into her hideous face while Fredrinn pulled his sword free and gave her a quick death as well.
Finally having the threat dealt with, he leaned down and slowly picked up a phone that was ringing.
Luckily he had already mastered the language comprehension magic back on Apolasia, so the language barrier was non-existent.
He didn’t even bother to read the caller id and directly swiped his finger clumsily to accept the call.
"ROXANNA ARE YOU OKAY?!" A feminine voice whisper-shouted with worry obvious in her tone.
