On the second day of survival, evening had arrived.
Akira lay on the bed, surrounded by Saya’s lingering scent on the bed.
A two-dimensional girl was indeed an unreasonable existence; even after exercising, and without showering for over a day, she still smelled fragrant.
Opening the chat section, the messages in the group were no longer filled with despair as before; some people had accepted reality.
However, the reduced message volume indicated that some had still died on the first day.
[East Zone – Building 5: My teammate didn’t make it last night, the door was breached.]
[West Zone – Building 1: Does anyone still have water?
I’m almost dying of thirst.]
[North Zone – Building 6: What kind of monster is that outside?
It’s too fast, I almost didn’t make it back.]
[Central Zone – Building 7: Help!
My Dormitory is surrounded!]
[East Zone – Building 1: Brothers, I found out that monsters have weak perception during the day, it’s a good time to go out.]
[South Zone – Building 2: Don’t go to the hospital, there are too many monsters there.]
[West Zone – Building 3: Does anyone know how to upgrade the Dormitory?
Not enough Survival Points.]
[North Zone – Building 2: Brothers with Strength Talent, let’s team up and go to the supermarket!]
[Central Zone – Building 1: Last night, I almost thought I was going to die.]
[East Zone – Building 3: My D-rank talent [Rapid Healing] is quite useful, bandaging wounds makes them recover much faster.]
Survivors also gradually began to differentiate, with some even starting to form teams to search for supplies.
Closing the chat channel, Akira’s mind became active.
Since monsters were spawning in the area, he needed to keep killing them and explore the area, while also collecting materials for the Dormitory upgrade.
Since low-level and mid-level monsters appeared, there would definitely be mid-level, and even higher-level monsters in the future.
To improve himself and upgrade the Dormitory, Takagi Saya’s ability was indispensable during this period.
At this moment, Takagi Saya poked her small head out from the upper bunk, her cheeks flushed.
“Hey, pervert Akira, my skill has changed after I upgraded my mental attribute.” Her voice was faint.
“What kind of address is that?
Why add ‘pervert’ as a prefix to me?” Akira was a bit speechless.
“Hmph, who told you to look around indiscriminately?”
“Wasn’t it because you didn’t wear underwear all day, making it too obvious?”
Takagi Saya’s face instantly turned bright red.
She had transmigrated while showering, so she had no underwear on at all.
The initial sense of crisis made her overlook this point.
Now that she thought about it, hadn’t she been parading in front of Akira for two days?
She nimbly climbed down from the upper bunk and sat right next to Akira.
She climbed down from the upper bunk, her movements much more agile than before, and sat next to Akira.
“Hmph, anyway, you can’t see it anymore.” Saying this, the girl puffed out her chest, indicating that she had already set her shape.
“I haven’t reached the point where I’d feel regretful.” Akira sighed, “Continue with your ability issue.”
Hearing this, Takagi Saya became serious.
“My skill’s reconnaissance range has also expanded, and now I can detect the location of other survivors within range.”
“Now my [Tactical Reconnaissance] cooldown is half an hour, and it can detect much farther, about three hundred meters.”
She adjusted her glasses, her eyes sharp.
“I’ve already scouted.
In this Dormitory building, besides us, there are no other survivors.”
“Within three hundred meters of the entire area, apart from the two zombies you dealt with at our Dormitory area’s convenience store, there are five scattered low-level zombies wandering around.”
Akira nodded.
Saya’s ability improvement and expanded reconnaissance range were good news.
This meant they could detect danger earlier and plan their outdoor routes more accurately.
“The Dormitory area’s convenience store you mentioned, is that the place we went to before?” Akira asked.
“Yes, right in that convenience store, two more low-level zombies have spawned,” Saya replied.
It seemed the monster respawn mechanism was that after an area was cleared, monsters would reappear after a certain period.
“What about those five scattered zombies?” Akira continued to ask.
“One is in the garden behind the Dormitory building, one is on a small path in the Dormitory area, and the other three are gathered near the library at the edge of the Dormitory area,” Saya pointed out the window.
Akira looked out the window; the sky was completely dark.
He knew that night was when monsters were most active.
“Tomorrow, we’ll first deal with the two zombies in the garden and on the path,” Akira said.
“Then to the library?” Saya asked.
“No, first return to the Dormitory and inventory the supplies,” Akira shook his head.
“I need your reconnaissance ability to determine the priority of our material collection,” Akira said.
“Priority?” Saya was puzzled.
“Tomorrow we need to find materials for the Dormitory upgrade,” Akira explained.
“Dormitory upgrades require Survival Points, as well as Wood and Steel.”
Saya’s eyes lit up.
“You mean I can detect the location of these materials?”
Akira nodded.
“Theoretically, yes.”
Saya immediately activated [Tactical Reconnaissance].
She concentrated, her eyes glinting in the dark.
“I’ll try.”
A moment later, she frowned.
“No, my [Tactical Reconnaissance] can only detect monsters and resource points.
It cannot directly detect the specific locations of Wood and Steel.”
“But, I can detect buildings that have these materials,” Saya added.
“For example, the abandoned bicycle shed behind the Dormitory building has Wood and some discarded Steel frames.
And the construction site at the edge of the Dormitory area should have a lot of Steel.”
Akira had a plan in mind.
“Tomorrow, we’ll first deal with those two zombies, then go to the bicycle shed.”
“What about the construction site?” Saya asked.
“There might be more monsters there, so no rush for now,” Akira said.
“We don’t have many Survival Points right now either.
We’ll decide after you scout more information tomorrow.”