Akira, who had some understanding of her personality, did not react too much.
“Do you have two Survival Points now?”
Akira asked.
Takagi Saya’s ability was regional; theoretically, as long as Akira killed the zombies she marked, Survival Points would be shared with her.
The young girl nodded her little head, her twin tails swaying back and forth.
“Reinforce your attributes now.”
Akira was quite curious about what the reinforcement of attributes by Survival Points was really like.
After devouring and killing a low-level zombie, he could gain 3 attribute points of reinforcement; what on earth was the attribute improvement efficiency after an ordinary person killed a zombie?
“Okay.”
Takagi Saya closed her eyes, and soon a deep blue light projected onto her body.
Following that, her body felt lighter as she opened her eyes.
“Two Survival Points can be exchanged for one point of attribute reinforcement.
I reinforced one point of my Spirit attribute.”
One point?
In this case, the Survival Points of one low-level zombie could be exchanged for one attribute point reinforcement, while Akira could obtain triple the reinforcement through devouring.
That is to say, his growth speed was at least three times that of ordinary survivors?
“Do you feel anything?”
Seeing Saya tilting her head up with some pride, Akira asked curiously.
He had not yet obtained reinforcement of the Spirit attribute.
“Hmph-hmph, the cooldown time of my [Tactical Reconnaissance] has become half an hour shorter.”
Takagi Saya’s eyes carried satisfaction.
Her positioning of herself was very obvious; since her talent was an ability unrelated to combat, all Strength and Constitution reinforcements were unnecessary.
Only Agility and Spirit reinforcements could be focused on, and the most precious Survival Points in the early stage must definitely be spent on reinforcing personal abilities.
“I guessed right, the enhancement of the Spirit attribute point can boost my [Tactical Reconnaissance] ability.”
Just as the two were discussing, the sky had gradually turned to dusk.
Akira looked at the tattered wooden door of the Dormitory, his mind stirred, and a panel appeared before his eyes once again.
[Wooden Door (Damaged)]
[Durability: 0 / 30]
[Introduction: A safety measure with low defense power, capable of blocking up to thirty attacks from low-level monsters]
Capable of blocking thirty attacks from low-level monsters?
The reason why the low-level zombie in the Dormitory earlier broke through with a single attack was because this door was not at full durability from the start?
It seemed that indeed he and Takagi Saya had terrible luck; not only did they encounter a monster attack during the day, but the door also happened to have only one point of durability left.
[Whether to consume 3 Survival Points to upgrade the ‘Wooden Door’ to a ‘Reinforced Iron Door’?]
“Yes.”
The instant the words fell, three portions of Survival Points instantly cleared to zero.
A faint light flashed, and the wooden door before them, which had several large holes broken into it, began to twist and reshape at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wood chips peeled off, replaced by a cold and hard metallic luster.
The connection between the door frame and the wall was also reinforced with thick metal strips, and there was even a peephole on the door to observe the outside from the inside.
[Dormitory Door upgrade successful!]
[Reinforced Iron Door]
[Durability: 50 / 50]
[Introduction: An iron door that looks quite reliable, can ignore attacks from low-level monsters, and can block fifty attacks from mid-to-low-level monsters]
Looking at the brand-new iron door, Takagi Saya’s tense nerves finally relaxed, and a trace of security welled up spontaneously.
“The monsters near us are all low-level monsters.”
Takagi Saya walked to the side of the door, stretched out her finger to tap gently on the cold iron door, producing a dull “bang-bang” sound.
“Ignoring attacks from low-level monsters means that no matter how many Rotting Zombies like the ones during the day come, they cannot cause any damage to this door.”
She adjusted her glasses, the lenses reflecting the dim light indoors, “But the key point is, it can block fifty attacks from mid-to-low-level monsters.”
Her voice carried a trace of solemnity: “This shows that there are ‘mid-to-low-level’ monsters stronger than the Rotting Zombie, and their attacks are enough to cause wear and tear to the iron door.
Once the durability drops to zero, we will no longer be safe here.”
Akira nodded.
This door gave them a breathing space, but it also set a countdown for a new crisis.
“Mid-to-low-level monsters should not appear so early.
Within your previous [Tactical Reconnaissance] range, there should only be two low-level zombies near us.”
The sky completely darkened.
Outside the window, that ominous blood-red thick fog pervaded once again, swallowing the outlines of the buildings, as if the entire world was soaked in blood.
“It’s time to rest.”
Akira spoke, his voice sounding exceptionally clear in the silent room.
A day of combat and tension made his spirit also feel a trace of fatigue.
Takagi Saya glanced at the only piece of furniture in the room—that bunk bed with an iron frame, her expression somewhat unnatural.
Without thinking much, Akira lay down directly on the lower bunk.
This position was more convenient to deal with any sudden situations, such as the door being breached.
Takagi Saya stood by the bed, hesitating for a moment.
As a spoiled young miss, she had never shared a room with a man, let alone spend the night at such an almost face-to-face distance.
But she also understood that she had no qualifications to be picky now.
She took off her sneakers, stepped barefoot on the cold ground, and then climbed rather clumsily toward the upper bunk.
“Hey.”
Her deliberately lowered voice came from the upper bunk, carrying a hint of a commanding tone.
“You are not allowed to move around casually, nor are you allowed to make strange noises.”
Akira didn’t even open his eyes, merely issuing a faint “Mn” from his throat.
The upper bunk quieted down, leaving only the slightly hurried breathing of the young girl.
In the darkness, the senses were infinitely magnified, and a faint, girl-like fragrance drifted down faintly.
Time ticked away minute by minute.
Just when Akira thought she had fallen asleep, Takagi Saya’s voice sounded again.
This time, the arrogance of the day was gone, leaving only an imperceptible trembling.
“Hey, are you…
asleep?”
“No,” Akira answered.
“You say…
can we really survive?”
This question was like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, causing ripples to stir in the tense atmosphere of the room.
This was the vulnerability displayed by a genius girl after finally unloading all her Camouflage in front of the absolute doomsday.
Akira opened his eyes, looked at the familiar bed board above, and felt the power within his body that was weak yet genuinely existed.
He remembered the days when he lay on a hospital bed, accompanied daily by death and illness.
The present self was even stronger.
To him, no future could be more desperate than the one where he faced certain death; he was filled with hope.
“We can.”
The determination contained in these three words was more powerful than any comfort.
The upper bunk completely lost sound.
After a long while, an extremely light response carrying a nasal tone came.
“…
Idiot.”
The night grew deeper and darker.
Just at this moment.
“Thud!”
A dull impact came from the reinforced iron door.
The sound was not loud, as if someone had struck it neither heavily nor lightly with a fist.
The bodies of the two people lying on the bed stiffened simultaneously.
It’s here.
“Thud!”
“Thud!
Thud!”
The sound of impacts became dense, heavier each time.
The iron door made a groaning muffled sound under the attack, but it remained staunch, showing no signs of deformation at all.
Takagi Saya poked her head out from the upper bunk, nervously watching the direction of the door, her hands tightly grasping the edge of the bed.
Akira slowly sat up, his gaze like torches, staring fixedly at that iron door enduring the attack.
He knew this was only the first night.
The real test was just beginning.
The sound of impact did not last very long; the monster outside left after attacking two or three times.
[Reinforced Iron Door]
[Durability: 50 / 50]
Looking at the iron door whose durability was still full, Takagi Saya breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to sleep in peace.