Chapter 213 - Leaving Fort Yano (3)

<Author's note: The things (racism, s.e.xism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>

Nathan was invisible and standing on the rooftop of the office building where he left Zita, surveying his surroundings like a hawk.

He had his thermal vision goggles on and would lift them up from his eyes from time to time.

He was aware that his skill [Coward's Way] when activated can't be detected by thermal vision. Because of this, he decided to rely on normal sight from time to time just in case there was an enemy or enemies coming that couldn't be detected by thermal vision.

There was also the fact that in case the enemy was a Chosen One, he could only guess what kind of power they have.

For all he knows, they could have a tracking-like power or something.

Surveying his surroundings, he saw an M2 from afar flying and it landed on top of one of the houses.

In another direction, he also saw a D2 accompanied by three other zombies -- an N-type and two others with a skinny frame which could either be an M1 or the S-types -- walking down the street.

He glanced at his watch.

4:52 pm.

'It's almost 10 minutes already and no one has appeared…'

'Or maybe I just couldn't notice it…'

'Also, Zita hasn't shouted…'

He recalled what happened back at Fort Yano.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

'F.u.c.k...!'

'Stupid...!'

'F.u.c.k...!'

'Idiot...!'

'Nathan, why are you such a f.u.c.k.i.n.g stupid idiot...?!'

'Forget about the fact that you didn't gather enough information about Fort Yano, like how to enter or even the powers of the Chosen Ones there, but even without that, you should've already guessed it right from the start that such a thing would definitely happen if you used your brain...!'

'I mean, do you honestly thinking that you can just waltz in a camp managed by the government or military...?!'

'This isn't like the movies that everyone aside from the main character and a few characters aren't dumb...!'

'This is real life...!'

'You're not the only one who can use his brain, you stupid f.u.c.k...!'

'What happened to your experience in Haven Town...?!'

'What about in the government shelter in Burrow City...?!'

'What about your experiments...?!'

'To top that off, you're with someone who doesn't have invisibility like you and is a f.u.c.k.i.n.g kid...!'

He closed his eyes and massaged his forehead.

'Sigh…'

'Seriously, what was I thinking…?'

'No, seriously, what in God's name was I f.u.c.k.i.n.g thinking…?'

'I seriously didn't think this through…'

'F.u.c.k me sideways…'

He stopped massaging his forehead and opened his eyes.

'Yeah, I know what's this…'

'I'm certain of it…'

'Although not all of my plans went as I expected them to be, it can't be denied that I've experienced far too many victories…'

'This, in turn, led to me to be this relaxed and overconfident that I started ignoring the red flags even if they're right in front of me…'

'Stupid, stupid…'

'Such a simple logic and I failed to even consider it…'

'I should never forget that the only reason why I was able to survive and be where I am right now is because I used my brain…'

'Well, at least for the most part…'

Images of what happened in Corn Town flashed inside his head.

He closed his eyes once again and took a deep breath and then exhaled before opening them.

'Looks like I have to do something like a Haven Town 2.0 at Fort Yano…'

'Hopefully, it won't end like Haven Town…'

'I must be really stupid if I stepped into a trap, get electrocuted and then blackmailed again...'

He summoned back his thermal vision goggles into his [Artifact] Gold Spatial Finger before going back to Zita.

***

Zita was sitting at a corner inside the manager's office and was watching the corridor leading to the large room where all the desks including the manager's office were located with a serious expression on her face.

There were a couple of Bolts hovering around her and also different kinds of weapons lying on the floor.

Nathan's face before they decided to ran from Fort Yano flashed inside her head.

'I don't think I've ever seen mister that worried that he had to run away…'

'He even almost got hit by that M2…'

'Ever since I've been with him, he either has that bored or relaxed look on his face whenever we encounter something dangerous…'

'No, I think I already saw him worried one time…'

'I think it was when we were riding the helicopter and faced the M2s…'

'But at that time he didn't run away…'

'He killed them and then also killed the zombies that were waiting for us at the ground…'

'I wonder what did that other mister said to make mister decide that we should runaway…'

'I couldn't understand what they were saying because they were speaking in another language…'

Nathan suddenly appeared in the corridor and was walking towards her.

Seeing him, her expression relaxed a bit and her eyes brightened.

She got up from her seat but she didn't exit the office and instead waited for him to come to her.

Nathan finally arrived in front of the office and then opened the door.

Ka-cha!

"Anything happened while I was away?"

Zita shook her head and said, "No."

"I see. Hand me over the weapons that I dropped earlier, please," he said and raised his left hand forward.

Zita activated [Lift] and sent the weapons to him.

They all got absorbed into his [Artifact] Gold Spatial Finger.

"Put some of your Bolts back to your Spatial Bag but just leave a few -- no, two with you and hold them in your hands. Let's go," he said before turning around and walking away.

"Okay," Zita said before summoning back most of her Bolts into her [Grade D] Spatial Bag and leaving two Bolts, holding one on each hand before stepping outside the office.

Nathan grabbed a chair and then went to a corner where he could see the corridor from afar and was far away from the windows as possible.

Zita did the same and sat right night to him.

Sitting next to Nathan, she secretly took a quick glance at his face.

Perhaps it's just her or maybe it's simply what children do. But ever since she started traveling with Nathan and given that there was a zombie apocalypse and he happened to be the strongest person she has ever met so far, whenever she gets into a situation where she wasn't sure of, she would look at his face to look for answers and act according to the expression on his face.

Needless to say, without being aware of it, she was also starting to understand a little bit of the subtle hints on Nathan's face when he's angry, worried, bored, amused, relaxed and even lying.

'Mister looks like he's still a bit worried but seems more relaxed now. Was it really that dangerous, whatever it was back in that Government Shelter?'

A minute passed before she finally opened her mouth.

"Mister, what are we going to do next?"

"Huh?" Nathan was caught off guard.

Aside from keeping a sharp eye in case an enemy appears, he was also thinking about many things, like how he will infiltrate Fort Yano and find his family there.

"Are we going to stay here for the night?"

He looked at her.

'Stay here for the night? Does it even matter if the enemy is a Chosen One with a tracking skill? But still, I have to make a move regardless,' he thought. "No. We're going to move to another location just to be safe."

"Okay."

Another minute passed and Zita opened her mouth once again.

"Mister, why did we have to leave that Government Shelter?"

"You mean Fort Yano?"

"Yes."

"Something happened that we had no choice but to leave."

"..."

Nathan glanced at his watch.

5:01 pm.

"Once it gets dark, we're going to move."

"Where?"

"Somewhere safe."

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