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Chapter 3: We're Go
I remembered the mission — to raid that village.
I had no idea where it was.
So I asked the system.
> "Village: Nguyên Sơn — Direction: North."
I packed the infinite water, dismantled the campfire, and started moving.
Along the way, I checked on the last undead I revived:
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Name: Huyền Thụy
Status: Undead
Skill: None
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"Only one of them is worth anything…" I muttered.
Vãn Vinh. The one with strategy. The rest were just walking bones.
Soon, I arrived at a dusty path. Skeletons half-buried under dead leaves.
Their time had long passed.
And then — the village appeared.
People were hiding behind broken walls. Bodies lay forgotten.
"Damn… someone already came through here."
A shadow emerged. A massive man — bloodstained, eyes glowing with madness.
> "Heh. Another one to kill."
He charged.
But before he could reach me — a zombie grabbed his leg.
Two others leapt and bit deep into his arms.
> "What the hell?!"
Then Vãn Vinh moved.
One precise snap — the man dropped like a rock.
> [Zombie Level Up: Lv. 2]
I walked up to the body. Reached down. Energy flickered.
The corpse stood again. His eyes glowed. He knelt.
> "Master."
> [Name: Vĩnh Trương]
[Status: Undead]
[Skills: Intelligence, Strength]
[Level: 8]
A rare one. A mutant. Strong, smart, loyal.
From the windows, villagers stared.
Afraid. Starving. Barely alive.
An old man stepped out.
> "Please… don't hurt us."
I tossed him a fish.
He froze — then burst into tears.
> "F-Food…? For me…?"
I said nothing. Just handed out more.
They ate. They cried.
> [Mission Complete: Water Supply Restored]
[Reward: Infinite Water Source – Added to Inventory]
I walked to the dead villagers. Used potions.
One by one — they opened their eyes.
They had been killed by that monster. Now, he was mine.
They knelt and whispered:
> "Is he… a god?"
I turned to them.
> "No. I just make better use of the dead."
Then I pointed to the ground.
> "Dig. We need water."
They obeyed.
They cried again — when they found it.
> "He really saved us…"
The old man asked:
> "Are you here to help?"
I didn't answer.
But deep down — maybe I was.
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