Dragging his limping body through the maze of tombs and graves, Reign's stroll led him to another horde of rats near a small tombstone.
The scent was pungent and overpowering, but he didn't care. His hunger had reached insurmountable levels, and he needed to feed.
Creeping closer to the swarm, he prepared himself for the kill. With a sudden lunge, he pounced on one unsuspecting rat and sank his teeth into its flesh.
The rat squealed in terror as it squirmed in his grip, but he paid no attention.
He continued his feast until there were no more rats left alive.
Blood dripped from his chin as he licked his fingers clean.
Finally satisfied, he slumped down against a brick wall and let out a deep sigh. It wasn't much, but it would have to do for now.
"Fuck my life." He felt really down.
Even with a cheat at his disposal, he found himself compelled to consume a grimy rodent. He was fairly certain these rats feasted on corpses within the cemetery grounds.
Though he was happy about having a system, his situation now was very different from the stories he used to read.
Those stories said the main characters would wake up with a system that instantly made them handsome, powerful, and more.
Honestly, a system that could control the mind would be much better. At least then, he could still be human and not have to worry about being chased down.
But his system was different. It was tough to level up, not because he didn't try, but because he was cursed with the body of a zombie.
Leaving this place wasn't an option either, because he'd get caught almost immediately.
He got captured and experimented on as an innocent young man, and now, as a zombie, he would definitely face an even worse fate if he became a lab rat again.
"Time, go back," he groaned as he stood up. His movements were slow and clumsy.
In the end, he decided to go back to his tomb, where at least it was safe for him.
On his way back through the quiet cemetery grounds, he spotted a group of individuals in the distance. Carrying digging equipment, they turned out to be grave robbers.
"Humans!" The hunger he believed to have been filled resurfaced, his vision turned red, and then the system's notification chimed in.
[Congratulations, host, on unlocking an innate skill.]
[Undead Eye ]
There was no need to read the description; he instinctively grasped how these skills worked.
The group of people now walking was highlighted, their flowing blood visible, glowing within their bodies.
Observing them from a distance, he slowly realized there were four men in total, possibly another group of gravediggers.
He knew it could be risky to face all four armed men at once, so he followed them until they split into two groups.
As they separated and headed towards a nearby mausoleum, Reign silently followed them, allowing him to get close enough to hear their conversation.
"I heard this one's very rich," one of the men said, grinning eagerly.
"Let's just hope nobody catches us," his companion replied nervously. "I don't want to end up in jail."
Reign bided his time, waiting for the right moment to strike. As soon as they had broken open the door to the mausoleum and were busy searching through its contents, he closed the distance.
Then, with careful and slow steps, he took down the person who seemed to be the weakest, biting his neck in one swift move.
"AHHHHHH!" His scream of agony startled the other grave digger, who, in a panic, raised his axe and slammed it into Reign's back.
*BURST
The axe cleanly pierced Reign's skin, but he didn't stop; he continued biting until his first prey lost his life.
[Level UP]
'Just in time! ' Reign chuckled to himself.
Quickly, he allocated his stats to be more agile.
He felt the urgency, knowing he had to move fast to kill the other grave digger before the rest joined the confrontation.
"RRRRRG!" He pounced on the grave digger, his speed now faster.
The grave digger attempted to fight back with his axe, but Reign purposely allowed it to hit his shoulder. This gave him the opportunity to wrestle his prey to the ground.
"Let go of me... monster!" The grave digger screamed while using the base of the axe to prevent Reign's bite.
It was a good move if he was dealing with a normal zombie.
But Reign wasn't merely a zombie; he was a very smart zombie.
Quickly adapting, he used his bony hands to dig into the grave digger's eyes. Blood burst out, and the grave digger's agonizing scream echoed through the surroundings.
"AHHHHHHH! HELP ME!" The grave digger cried out in distress.