Chapter 15: If You Want Team Work, Go Meet The Zombies Out There, They Are Really United!
Jonathan immediately sneered. "Unite my ass! If you want unity, the zombies out there love teamwork, they would be glad for you to join their team, moreover, they don't argue with each other and even have the same goal in mind."
"Alright, that's enough. We are almost on the 40th floor where the luxurious suite offices start from. We wouldn't need to worry about space, resources or zombies. We would be able to hold out for a few weeks or even months until communication is restored or the government extend their hands over this area to help. But for now, we need to stick together and help each other. I know you mean well Jonathan, but your words are freaking the others out." Now that Jacob mentioned it, Jonathan tilted his head, glancing down at the crowds on the stair.
They were already afraid, but Jonathan's words made them even more afraid. Some glared at him with hate in their eyes. Jonathan was practically saying they shouldn't save any more people and maybe even discard a few people here, how could they not feel hatred in their hearts.
If given the chance, they might just attack him in his sleep.
Jonathan snorted, he had been yapping out of fear and failed to realise his words might have consequences.
At time like this when human morals are worth nothing, who knows what the people angered by his words might be planning against him? He huffed and turned away to sit on the bloodied stair, swallowing his remaining words.
"Alright, we've had enough rest, it's time to go." Upon Jacobs's words, the twenty-some people stood up quickly and they headed towards the 40th floor.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the group finally arrived at the 40th floor.
"Wait here. Peter, Jonathan, and Katniss, guard our back in case a zombie sneak past us. Glinda and Daveen, protect the team from the rear. While I and Ryver will clear this floor off the zombies. Leave the door slightly opened for easy retreat." Saying this, Jacob motioned towards Ryver and carefully opened the floor to the floor.
Jacob entered and Ryver calmly followed. Within their line of sight, there were five zombies roaming within the hallway.
Jacob went ahead, eliminating the zombies with his long sword. He flung the bloodstains off the sword.
"I got this sword from a colleague of mine. Sadly it is just an imitation of the original Tang sword, but its sharpness is on another level." Jacob confessed, happily caressing the steel blade.
Ryver gazed at the sword and nodded admittedly, it was a indeed a decent weapon.
"I see you prefer the Axe, anytime you get to the fifth floor, visit room 112, the library section my boss has two double-edged Axes hanging by the wall. It should be of great help to you." Jacob suggested.
Ryver was surprised by the young man's sincere words and his lips curled up to a smirk.
The fire axe was starting to chip by the blade and the wooden handle also showing slight cracks of splinters. A few skulls later, the durability would decrease to the point it would be rendered basically useless. When that time comes, he would have to rely on his blades, which wasn't an ideal weapon when dealing with zombies.
Jacob picked up three key cards from the corpse's pockets after searching through them. Although he was disappointed, there was nothing he could do about it.
"Let me go clear the restroom while you clear the Janitor's closet." Jacob suggested.
Ryver's deadpanned pupils moved to the side, gazing at Jacob who had taken off and let out a soft chuckle, afterwhich, he headed to the Janitor's closet.
There was no one within the Janitor's closet. He took his two blades and washed the stains off of them with water before carefully cleaning them with clothes.
Ryver's behaviour was extremely odd. He would never have endured taking orders from anyone, and neither would he waste his time with the group since he could be out there raking Plexus. But no one knew what was running through his mind.
"It's all clear." Jacob smiled but then his expression turned serious.
There were thirty rooms on this floor, Jacob read the key cards.
"Room 12, 7 and 22. Three rooms isn't going to be enough for twenty plus people." Jacob massaged his head as he felt a head coming.
"I found this in the Janitor's Closet." Ryver handed the handsome man a key card. The key card was entirely black with a few stripes on them.
Jacob's eyes lit up. "An all-assess key card. This should be more than enough to accommodate us all. You've helped us greatly." Jacob mentioned his thanks, it was obvious he was relieved. Twenty agitated people sharing three rooms, it was unknown what would happen, but it wouldn't be anything good.
They spent the next thirty minutes clearing the rooms on the floor. The zombies within the rooms combined were only ten. Therefore it was very easy to take care of them.
Ryver took five, Jacob took five. As they cut out the nexus from the corpses.
"The floor is clear, you can all come in now." Jacob went to the stairs and muttered to the crowds of people waiting by the stairs and once they heard the good news, they were all relieved.
"The doors are all opened, so you can pick the rooms you want, but leave no space in between the rooms. If something is happening we want to know about it. And please, don't lock yourself outside, we have only one key card to open the door, so be careful." Jacob warned loudly.
The crowds were all excited as they rushed in to pick their rooms. Although they are workers within the company, they are still low-level workers and therefore cannot be compared to the high level workers with massive benefits. They even get to own a Luxury accommodation to work and even stay however they wished.
But since the last two days was the weekend, most high-level workers went home to their wives or husbands. It wasn't ideal to stay within the company's accommodation during the weekend.
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