[Chapter: 96 Vengeance]
Several people were walking on a bridge.
Jill looked at the caras on the bridge and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Is this so kind of ga to him, where he's watching everything we do through these caras?"
"We're already in a ga," William said with a smile. "The ga field is where we are, the story is the outbreak, and Alice and the rest have been designated as the ga characters."
"So, who is the player?" Alice glanced at William.
William smiled. "There are many players, such as those from the Umbrella Corporation, since they're the ones enjoying this ga. But the biggest player of them all would be ."
"It makes sense, William. It seems like you usually treat this hunting as a ga," Alice said with a light smile.
William smiled and said, "That is indeed true. Wow, Alice, you saw right through . Man, I'm really a simple guy, just like an open book."
"Man, I haven't watched many dramas, but you could really beco an actor with your skills," Jill said sarcastically.
Alice's face changed as she looked down at the bridge. "There's sothing over there."
"What? Where?" Jill looked around but saw nothing.
"I don't see anything," Peyton said.
"That doesn't change the fact that there's sothing over there." Alice's gaze swept the area, searching, with a sense of crisis in her heart.
There was a glint in William's eyes as he said, "Let the ga begin."
"Huh, I've had enough. Let's see if sothing is really there." Peyton yelled and took out his pistol as he walked forward.
Bang! Bang!
For a mont, bullets flew in random directions without aim, sparks lighting up the area. Then, Peyton's body fell to the ground, riddled with holes.
"Peyton!" Jill yelled and shot under the bridge.
The others finally saw who was firing—a tall humanoid monster, holding Gatling guns in its hands.
Alice, looking at the monster, shouted, "Run! Hurry and run away!"
William held Terry's hand. "Let's go."
Alice's face turned cold, and she jumped directly off the bridge, landing steadily on the ground. Most people who jumped from here were usually those committing suicide.
The others ran down the bridge and saw a pickup truck.
Inside the truck, Jill tried to rub the two leads together, hoping to start the engine. Her expression looked sad, naturally because Peyton was dead.
"Jill, I'm sorry about Peyton, but we can't let this hold us down. We must survive if we want to make sure his mory doesn't disappear."
Jill nodded slightly. "Thank you, I know." For the first ti, hearing what William said wasn't as annoying to her.
"No one knows how or when they'll die, but I promise you one thing—if we're going to die, I'll be in front of you and be the first one to go," William said lightly.
"William, don't say such a thing. We won't die," Terry said.
"Why choose to die before us?" Jill asked, curious.
"Because then I don't have to see you lovely ladies die," William said with a sigh.
Jill's body twitched slightly. "We haven't known each other for long."
"It has nothing to do with the ti; it's how you spend it," William said, looking into Jill's eyes while delivering these cringe-worthy lines.
Jill turned her face aside. "I don't know," she muttered, and then suddenly, sparks popped up, and the truck's engine finally started.
Jill breathed a sigh of relief. "We can go now."
"Roar!"
A zombie rushed towards Jill in the driver's seat.
Jill's face changed as she pushed the zombie away. It turned out that the zombie was Peyton, and he had beco one of them.
"Ahhh!" Jill yelled and kicked Peyton aside.
Peyton bellowed and continued to pounce. Jill took out her gun and aid at Peyton's head. "I'm sorry."
"Let do it," William said, shooting Peyton in the head.
Jill looked at Peyton's body. Sorrow flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "Thank you," as she closed the door.
"This is the least we can do for him—to make sure he doesn't hurt anyone. I'm sure he would've wanted that," William said lightly.
Jill didn't speak but drove the truck silently toward their destination.
"William, what are we going to do?" Terry asked, her eyes showing confusion.
"Why? Don't you have a plan for the future?"
"I really don't know what to do. People have beco like that... Will we beco like that too?" Terry's eyes were filled with fear. She didn't want to beco a zombie.
William patted Terry's shoulder. "It's okay. Don't think about it. Besides, you have to protect you."
"Hmm." Terry nodded, suddenly feeling lucky to have t William.
Jill felt uncomfortable watching them. She didn't know why. She wasn't paying attention to the road when suddenly, Terry shouted, "Stop!"
A man with a hat ran over. "I'm not one of those things! Rember ? Look! I haven't been bitten anywhere. See?"
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