“Muscles can’t break concrete,” he thought. A grin began to form on his bleeding lips. “But explosions… that’s another story.” The puddle of gasoline that spread widely around the gray giant's feet changed everything. Raka's mind, which had been dulled by panic and scorn netizen, now spinning fast. The Wall roared as he raised his two hands, which were as big as building pillars, high up, ready to slam them into the ground to crush Raka and Luna. “Luna,” he whispered, enduring the pain in his body. Raka had no voice to scream. He looked at Luna, who was kneeling beside him, then pointed at the leaking gas tanker behind the monster. Then Raka made a movement of rubbing his thumb and index finger, as if lighting a match. “Fire,” he whispered again. Luna's s

Now a transparent blue screen appeared, blinking lazily. [System: Biological Trace Detection: 'Infiltrator' (Assassin Class Mutant).][Characteristics: High level of optical camouflage, corrosive acid secretion, and excellent vertical mobility. Very fond of high, dark, and damp places.][In short: A giant transparent lizard that can melt your face.] "A giant, transparent lizard," Raka repeated, starting to feel sick to his stomach again. "Amazing. While we were busy taking care of the rock rhinoceros outside, an amphibious ninja took over our house." Luna didn't show any expression of surprise, but her posture was very tense. The girl turned towards Raka, then pointed quiver on her empty back. Raka understands. "Your arrow supplies," he muttered. "All our remaining weapons, canned food, and fresh water are

Luna patted Raka's shoulder then pointed in a direction near them. Raka's eyes narrowed when he saw what Luna was showing. "A pedicab?" Raka asked to make sure. Luna nodded seriously. Without being asked twice, Raka knew what Luna meant. "You're kidding, right?" Raka pointed to a pile of cardboard boxes on the edge of the destroyed highway. His eyes narrowed at the object behind them. "You want us to ride... a pedicab? In the middle of this apocalypse? Seriously, Luna." The girl stepped forward and pushed aside the rotten cardboard and kicked the rubber tire of the cargo bike. The tire bounced slowly, a sign that it was still intact. Luna turned to Raka, then pointed to the paddler's saddle, and pointed to the large wooden tub in front of it. "Wait, wait a minute," Raka raised

TWIP! TWIP! TWIP! Three whistling sounds cut through the air in quick succession. "System," Raka swallowed, his back pressed tightly against the rusted steel plate of the bus wreck. "Please tell me that's not an organic sniper rifle that shoots poison spikes." [System: Threat Analysis: Artillery Class Mutant, 'Spike-Thrower' Variant.][They grow bone projectiles from their arms and fire them using hydrostatic muscle pressure.][ Effective range: 300 meters.][ Accuracy: Very deadly.][The good news is, they don't use binoculars. The bad news is, they can see through your heartbeat.] "Seeing a heartbeat?" Raka's eyes widened as he read the information. "You mean hiding behind this bus is useless?" [System: Exactly. To them, you and your goose are red light bulbs flashing brightly in the darkness. That mute girl? Her heart beats so low, she's barely visi

CRACK! The sound of tearing earth split the silence of the City Park. The 'stone' petals near Raka's feet split open. It wasn't just a single, pus-filled yellow eye, but a jaw filled with jagged teeth like a meat grinder. The creature leaped from the ground, its gaping maw aiming for Raka's calf. "Damn it!" Raka yelled. He yanked his leg back and nearly lost his balance with Luna on his back. The monster's jaws only managed to bite empty air. Raka's shout and the sound of the bite were the trigger. The graveyard-silent park now turned into a minefield exploding all at once. The ground rumbled, soil heaved, and grass was torn from its roots. "Oh, no," Raka whispered in horror, taking in the scene around him. The gray, stone-like mounds erupted one by one, releasing dozens of Planter-Type Sleepers from their hibernation