RE: The Walking Dead [Zombie LitRPG]

Michael went back and retrieved his gun from Shane. He took Andrea and Amy with him and led them to the table under the large tree beside the farmhouse.

Amy looked around them. She leaned towards Michael and whispered. "Why are we giving up our guns?"

"I don't think it matters. Most of us can already kill walkers." Originally, Andrea was opposed to the idea of surrendering their most reliable weapon, but this time, due to Michael's addition to the group. Her reaction to it had become more lukewarm.

"She's right. It does not matter, for now. There are also those fences all around the property. Those could buy us a few seconds while we're getting to our guns. Right, warn the others later not to go into the woods alone from now on. We don't want anyone getting bit and hiding it from us and compromising our safety." Michael advised.

"Anyway, both of you take a seat."

The two sisters carefully sat down across Michael. He placed his handgun down on the table and instructed Andrea.

"Pick it up and unload it."

Andrea immediately picked up the handgun and followed his instructions.

"Check the chamber. Pull it back. Then push that lever out."

Andrea carefully followed Michael's instruction while Amy watched her intently from the side while the upper part of the handgun eventually slid off.

"You're halfway there." His words made her smile, but his following words quickly wiped her smile off.

"Now, clean it."

The session lasted for almost an hour as he taught them how to properly care for their gun.

Shane was also doing the same thing to the other survivors after a short and awkward encounter between him and Lori when he was leaving the RV.

Meanwhile, Hershel was just leaving the house when Rick approached him.

"Hershel, will it be okay if we could just set up over by the barn? We could give you more space if we do that."

The old man slowly shook his head. "No, that won't be necessary. I'd prefer if your group stayed close to the house. I don't say this easily, Rick. We don't normally take in strangers, and I can't have you people thinking this is permanent. Once your boy is fit for travel, I expect your group to move on. I want us to be clear on that."

Rick looks a little frustrated since he doesn't have anything to reply to that, or how to change the old man's mind.

On another part of the property, Glenn was being a creepy pervert while spying on Maggie on the binoculars.

"Hello, farmer's daughter."

Before meeting Maggie, he was constantly hitting on the beautiful and young single mother, Carol. Now, the naive young man had found a more suitable partner in Maggie.

He was smiling creepily until he almost dropped it when Lori's face entered his sight.

"Hi, here's your list." Lori smiled at Glenn, who awkwardly took it from her.

"And uhm.." Lori slowly closed the distance between them and handed another list to him. "There's another item. I wrote it down personally. It's personal, and it would be great if we could be a little discreet about it, okay?"

"Sure" Glenn read what was on the paper, but it confused him. He quickly asked her since he does not have any idea what it was. "Hey, what is this that I'm supposed to look for?"

"Try looking for it in the feminine hygiene section" Lori didn't want the others to hear and just gave him directions where to find it.

"Right, sure."

"Thank you."

*****

"Guys, I think we have a problem."

Michael and the sisters were just finishing up on their lesson when Cole came running over towards them and out of breath.

"What is it?"

"We have a situation at well number two." Cole answered in between breaths.

Michael and the girls exchanged looks before following Cole towards the said well. Halfway through, they met up with Shane and the others at the campground, who were waiting for them.

"They said there's a walker stuck in the well." Shane walked alongside Michael.

"So I heard. We need to get that thing out before it contaminates the water further." Michael knew about this and had already concocted a plan to properly take care of it.

Arriving at well number two, Michael called out to one of the people who were waiting for them at the location.

"How's it looking down there, Dale?"

Dale turned his head away from the well and looked at Michael. "Looks like we got a swimmer. Take a look."

Michael looked down the well and saw an overweight walker with shriveled skin.

"Must have been a while since this thing was trapped here."

Andrea chuckled while also watching the obese walker. "Long enough to grow gills."

"We can't leave it there. God knows what it's doing to the water." Jill voiced her concern with a look of disgust.

"Then we kill it and drag it by rope." One of the older survivors suggested.

Amy immediately refuted him. "No, no. That is a very bad plan."

"Why not? I think it's a very good plan." Cole thought it sounded feasible and earned him an annoyed smack from Jill.

"It's a stupid plan. If that thing hasn't contaminated the water yet, blowing its brains out will finish the job." Andrea made it clear to them.

"She's right. We can't risk that." Michael also supported her.

"So, it has to come out alive." T-Dog looked down at the walker down the well.

Shane shrugged his shoulders. "So, to speak, yeah."

"How are we going to do that then?" Dale asked while watching the bloated walker.

"..."

Michael noticed the stares directed at him and pointed to himself. "Me? Why are you all looking at me?"

"Well, you're the one with the most experience with walkers than any of us." Jill explained.

MIchael let out a snort. "So I single handedly killed around fifty walkers. Now, I'm suddenly the expert on them? Killing a walker and getting that fat wanker out of this well are two completely different things, lady."

Following that, the group tried many things to take the walker out but it all resulted in failure. Michael could have helped and finished this in one go, but he didn't want them to keep relying on his ideas too much since compared to before, there are now more minds to go around to think of solutions.

When they failed on the fifth time, Michael had enough of them and decided to step forward.

"Alright. Great ideas guys, but they still suck." Michael shrugged his shoulders and turned to Maggie. "Do you have large sacks?"

While squinting her eyes from the sunlight, she looked at him. "We have some. Why?"

"I'll go down the well and get that fatso out of here. So, I'm gonna need one." His suggestion was quickly met with objections from the people around him.

Shane chuckled. "You're crazy, man. I know that we're not exactly on friendly terms, but I don't think that's a very good idea."

"No, you're not doing that. It's dangerous!" Andrea raised her voice.

"No need for such drastic measures. I think there are still other, and safer ways to get this guy out." Dale also voiced his own opinion.

Michael looked at these people and let out a snort. 'You bastards were just about to serve Glenn on a silver platter to this guy if I didn't step out. So, you guys also have this side of you huh.'

He felt like he was starting to understand them a little bit more.

'I guess being the protagonists themselves, the show must have unintentionally portrayed them as good people even when they are also humans.' This made Michael realize that in the perspective of an outsider, they can also be considered an antagonistic group.

"Enough. I just need you guys to slowly rope me down since I need to cover its headfirst before I can restrain it." Michael didn't want to hear any more of their opinions. He thinks his plan is more feasible.

"Hmmp!" Andrea let out a snort of annoyance while the others just looked at each other, all looked unsure about this.

Michael returned his attention to Maggie. "Maggie, please."

"Alright."

"I'll come with you."

Maggie nodded and left with Glenn in tow.

Feeling unsure, Shane tilted his head to the side. He slowly approached Michael and whispered. "Look man, are you really sure about this?"

Michael smiled at him. "I got this."

Shane stared at him for a moment before letting out a chuckle. "Alright. If that's what you want."

A couple minutes later, Maggie came back on horseback with Glenn.

"Here. It's the largest we've got." Maggie handed Michael a sack enough to fit two people.

Survivor Information

Name: Michael [Level 3] [EXP: 0 / 500]

Age: 29

Strength: 6

Agility: 5

Vitality: 6

Enhancement(s): 0

Weapon:

Machete

Glock 17

[MODULE LOCKED]

Coins: 543

Michael quickly brought up his Trojan System and quickly allocated his remaining Enhancement on Strength and immediately felt his body tingle all over like there were countless ants crawling all over him and biting him at the same time.

"Phew! Alright, let's do this." Michael let out a long breath and started sweating a lot.

Like the others, Andrea also noticed that he had suddenly perspired a lot and misunderstood it as a sign of nervousness. "Be careful."

Shane skillfully placed the rope around Michael's waist and the group slowly lowered him onto the well.

"You're crazy for doing this." Maggie remarked while watching Michael being carried down the well.

Michael knew that pump wouldn't hold his weight. Instead, he pushed his legs out against the walls and slowly lowered himself with the assistance of the rope.

"A little more." Amy and a few others were leaning over on the mouth of the well. All were curious how Michael would handle this problem.

"Alright! Stop right there!" Michael shouted while the walker under him repeatedly groaned and tried to reach for him.

"Slack the line! I'm going down!" Hearing him, the group at the surface quickly loosened the ropes and quickly went over to the well as they wanted to witness what Michael was about to do.

At this point, Michael was relying on his legs to carry his weight as he slowly unfolded the sack.

"I'm going!"

Following his words, Michael immediately released his legs from the wall. He plummeted down the well and just timed it right as he smacked the sack on the walker's head.

"Graaah!"

The fatso grabbed him and tried to bite him through the sack. Michael frowned in annoyance and slowly pushed it towards the wall, afraid that he might accidentally injure it and further contaminate the water.

"Calm down, freakshow."

In a contest of strength between a walker and a human, the walker would have a slight edge over a human since it doesn't have the same misgivings as a human would.

Unfortunately for this walker, Michael could easily overpower it and was quickly restrained, much to the shock of the people watching.

"Goddamn. Just what is this guy?" Dale couldn't help but voice out his thoughts while watching Michael put the sack over the thrashing undead all the way down to its legs.

"Alright. Get me another rope down here. Hey!" Michael yelled at them when he noticed they were just standing there and looking at him in shock.

"I'm on it." T-Dog let out a stutter as he quickly left to get the extra rope nearby and immediately threw it down the well.

Michael quickly grabbed it and wound the rope over the sack around the walker's leg, and he wasn't done yet!

The group witnessed how he had easily carried the obese walker over his shoulder.

Michael looked up and shouted. "Pull us up at the same time. Got it?!"

Following his words, the group quickly divided themselves into two and slowly pulled them out of the well with Michael assisting them on the way up like how he did it when he was going down.

"Wait! Let me do it!"

Shane was about to put a bullet on its head when Michael hastily stopped him.

"Alright. It's your prize."

This time, Shane had grown a little more respectful to Michael after seeing what he did. He knows that he wouldn't be able to replicate what the man did down there.

Michael nodded and pulled out its machete, and through the sack, he stabbed the walker on its head.

[You terminated a Mutated Zombie! Gained +10 EXP and +10 Coins.]

'This was a mutated zombie? Damn!'