Chapter 2: System

"Is everything prepared?" Ray mumbled to himself as he examined his body.

In his left hand, he held a kitchen knife, and in his right, a pan.

He had discovered that sharp weapons were ineffective against these undead creatures; instead, blunt weapons with wide surfaces were easier to use against them, and that was exactly what he had done.

Dressed in thick clothing suitable for a mountainous region, he knew that it would restrict his movements, but it provided better protection and safety.

"Safety always comes first. I must live and survive."

Glancing at his phone again, he saw the empty family chat where the last message was from three days ago.

A small tear slipped from his eyes, making it hazy.

Ray quickly shook his head while rubbing his eyes.

He slowly walked downstairs and looked at the undead. They still hadn't left, and the gate seemed to have become slightly bent.

"Damn it."

At this point, he knew these undead would break down the gates. It was better to fight than to wait for death.

He raised his left hand and decisively targeted the head of one of the zombies with his full strength through the gaps in the gate.

The wind tore as the knife plunged deeply into the undead, coming out the other side.

Ray nonchalantly pulled the knife out.

The moment he withdrew the knife, brain matter oozed from the bloody hole in the undead and fell to the ground.

"Looks like the brain is the weak point of this creature," Ray said with a smile.

With his strength increased by half now, he easily took care of the zombie guarding the gates by plunging the knife through the gaps.

If it had even a little brain, it would have backed off seeing its companion die.

Luckily or unluckily, none of the undead backed away, which made Ray satisfied as he killed them one by one.

Soon, the undead that were gawking at the gates were all taken care of.

But Ray didn't relax his vigilance. There were still many undead in these buildings, all roaming around mindlessly.

Counting them, the undead numbered at least two digits.

He slowly took out the key and opened the gates.

The clicking sound of the gears turning immediately drew a batch of undead's attention to him.

They immediately ran toward him at a normal adult speed.

Ray, however, was faster. His pace quickened as he walked through the corpses of the undead, reaching the mushed remains of his first undead kill where a purple stone was sticking out.

He retrieved his knife, which still had some brain matter stuck to it. Ignoring the nauseating scene, he pocketed the purple crystal and hurriedly returned.

Just then, he felt a hand on his left shoulder. From the corner of his eye, he saw a ferocious and ugly mouth right in front of him.

Ray's heart almost skipped a beat.

His mind went blank as his right arm moved in an arc.

Bang!

The pan slammed into the undead, killing it on the spot. He quickly entered the gate and closed it.

"Luckily." Ray's chest heaved up and down, feeling his heart race.

He calmed down and then looked at the corpses of the undead with a frown.

"I didn't gain any strength this time."

His brows were tightly knitted together.

"Looks like killing these undead doesn't increase my strength," Ray thought to himself.

Then he looked at the corpses of the undead. The one hit by the pan had its entire head mushed with a pan imprint.

But inside its mushed head, there was nothing like a purple crystal, even the other undead didn't have any purple crystals either.

At this point, Ray looked at the first undead that didn't have any symbols imprinted on it with a thoughtful expression.

"Was the first undead I killed special, which also caused my awakening?" Ray thought while cautiously walking to the kitchen.

His stomach grumbled at him, and helplessly, he could only eat the supplies left to him to regain some strength.

After eating just enough to not be full and not to be empty, he walked out of the kitchen.

Overeating would cause him fatigue and make him lazy, while eating too little would make him lose strength and tire more easily, so he needed to be very cautious when eating.

He took out his mobile again to check for any activity on the internet; however, human activity seemed to have frozen over the last three days.

Even during wars, discussions on Raddit and other platforms would continue, but now there was nothing.

Ray could only helplessly sigh.

"Now, let's study these crystals."

The crystal shone in the faint light, glowing slightly, almost like a diamond.

"What can these be?"

While he was fiddling with the purple crystal with a confused expression, his fingers grazed the edges of the crystal, making him instantly retract his hand.

"Sharp," Ray hissed as a cut appeared on his finger, and red blood stained the purple crystal.

Just as he was about to get a bandage, the light from the purple crystal shone with a bright purple colour, illuminating the entire room as the blood was absorbed into it.

Whoosh!

The air seemed to be torn as the purple crystal entered his chest and merged with his body.

"Eh?" Ray was stunned in place. He hurriedly checked his chest but couldn't find anything.

At this time, a mechanical ding sounded in his head.

[Ding!]

[Many Genes, many blessing system has awakened, the more children you have possessing the genes of the host the more benefits the host will gain.]