A technomancer's journey in an apocalyptic world

Chapter 48: Navalach City (Part-1)

'I have to get out of here fast', the dangling boy in his armour looked down towards the street swarming with creature quickly made up his mind, as with a soft glow the chain changed into a ladder which he used to climb up quickly with the intent to disappear from the sights of the residents of the ruined city.

As he lay on his back on top of the roof as he looked towards the sky, 'The dam that I saw, I know it, and if I am not mistaken that dam is the famous 'Navalach Dam', and then this must be the Navalach City.'

'If I am not wrong according to previous and outdated information I am at least five hundred kilometres from 'Warzblag City', my original city not to mention it was a metro as well some even called it the technological capital of our nation with a population of over one million people.'

Ryan gulped at that, 'So many people that mean it would also have a large number of zombies, and how will I get out?'

'Ah the good old Gyrocopter, sometimes I am so smart.' pleased with his ideas he gave a small pat on his back only to frown at the thought of the giant eagle came to his mind, 'How will I deal with something similar if it attacks midflight.'

He sighed as he sat up straight as he spoke with a huff, 'But first I have to make the thrice-damned thing, and how will I make than when I do not even have proper resources.', he wanted to scream out in frustration, but held himself off at the last moment.

A small smile broke into his lips at the thought of the Dam, 'It was touted as unbreakable and invincible by the Government well at least it stood the test of the apocalypse.' a sense of pride filled his chest.

'Only the work of Devil would cause it to collapse, but enough of my pity party and brooding I have work to do.'

He looked at his revolver as he gained a depressed look on his face.

Name: PR48T0R1

Type: Handgun (Pistol)

Tier: 4

Damage: A

Reliability: A+

Accuracy: B+

Range: C

Rate of Fire: F+

Overall Rating: C+

Weight: 0.96 Kg

Ammo: .40/.357

Requirement: Minimum Tier 3

'Well I have to make do with it what I have for now, but first I need a silencer badly as it would not do any good if my position is leaked because of noise.'

Placed his pistol in the holster as he took out his sword before he walked towards the rood exit door, he touched the knob as he tried to open the door.

'Creeeeeh', a loud creaking sound was heard as the door slowly moved to allow him to the entrance inside the building, while Ryan could not help but wince because of it.

He took a deep breath as he peered into the dark staircase, his body tensed waiting for something to jump out of the shadows, but seeing nothing out of the ordinary he decided to venture forth.

'I am glad that I wore my entire combat gear, otherwise I would have been screwed, hmm, the lighting may be low but it is still there, I will use my torches and all when it is truly dark out there.'

He looked at the stairs and winced again, the building was tilted in such a way that winding stairs were practically useless, well if I have to jump I would try by holding on to the railings, at least it would make it a bit more noiseless.

It took some time for Ryan to lower himself, as he looked around he could see the dust on the floor, with most of the stuff that still managed to stay inside of the tilted building littered around.

'I need a few things and my silencer would be ready.'

He began to forage whatever he could find on the floor, even though it was not much but it was enough for him to create silence, a square block with tapered edges, and it seemed to fit well with his gun, a small smile formed in his face as he looked at his work.

"Perfect, now I just have to find my way out of this place."

He looked at the stairs as he sighed, 'Since I have already finished taking care of my pistol, I should start working for some water and food and if possible another rifle, I am in serious need for one, the pistol is good but it does not have the same punch as a rifle.'

He cast a look at the stairs before letting out a grimace, 'Ugh not again, I just hope that I will not have to face something extremely dangerous.'

With the thought in his mind Ryan made his way down to the next level and unlike the floor above that looked like some form of apartments.

'Maybe I can find some food here.'

With that thought he went towards the nearest apartment, the door was slightly ajar, he took a peek and closed it quickly, and with a flash, the door was sealed shut, as chattering was heard behind the door.

The reason for his acting in such a manner was simple the room contained what seemed to be largest cluster of spider eggs he had ever seen in his lives, with a pair of big spiders as big as a dog was present in that room as well as such he decided to cut his losses.

He moved to the next rooms and he did not have much luck, most of the rooms were covered by cobwebs and he was in no hurry to dive amongst those webs to find necessary resources.

'The entire floor is of no use to me, I have to search for an alternate place, though I would love to find something that does not have any spider or spider webs present.'

'Webs that are extremely sticky and hard to cut, I show do not wish to deal with the...'

"Eeek", a rather unmanly scream erupted from his throat as he jumped a few feet back, the reason a spider as big as a Pomeranian suddenly dangling in front of him.

Eight beady eyes stared at him before getting cut in half courtesy of Ryan, who then flicked his sword cleaning the greenish blood of it.

Ryan then frantically looked around spotting no other spiders around he decided to move downwards again, only to stop near the staircase, the entire staircase was completely covered by cobwebs making him groan at that.

'Just the thing I.', Ryan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dark and cobwebs covered staircase, 'What was that? I thought I saw some form of movement.'

He quickly began to move his gun trained towards the direction of the staircase, 'I have to leave this place fast.'

As he moved down the lobby he came across what seemed to be an elevator, 'Nope not going to enter an enclosed space.'

He took a deep breath as he kneeled while keeping his trained towards the direction of the staircase, he then placed his hand on top of the floor which glowed briefly and a part of it disappeared.

As he looked down his breath hitched, 'What the hell is this? The entire floor is covered with cobwebs, eww just simply eww, so gross.'

Praying to whatever deity that would listen to his prayers and bless him, he jumped down but he did not wait as repeated the same process and a part of the floor disappeared or as he would like to call the process as 'Deconstruction'.

Repeating it a couple of times before he landed into a floor that was devoid of any cobwebs, he raised his hand as a temporary cover appeared thus sealing the holes that he had made.

As he looked at the surrounding he frowned, 'What kind of person creates such a large office at the top of a residential building, there is no privacy at all, and the offices should be placed near the bottom, not the top.'

Ryan took out his gun as he held it with his left hand while the right held his sword, he went to the nearest room, but the door was locked, with a swiped of his hand the lock vanished as he peeked inside the dust-covered room.

'Most of the stuff is still here and it was locked from the outside, there might be a chance that the owner was outside when the quake hit.'

He tried to push the door open but it was stuck because of the sofa that was wedged between the door and the wall.

A simple 'deconstruction' later he was inside the apartment, 'Let me see what I can reacquisition from this place'

He looked around the room, there were many things that he could get from this place, but first, he needed a bag, even though the inventory now allowed him about to carry twelve different items, but he needed more space, those twelve item slots can be used to carry others that might be of vital importance and need to be carried in bulk.

Ryan made a beeline towards the closet as a small smile appeared in his face, 'Jackpot! Who knew that this person had so many outdoor camping gears.'

He quickly sorted through the gears as he found a couple of rucksacks, which he promptly used to create a bag for him, the canteens and kettles were reforged to create one for him.

A small pipe was used to connect the canteen with his mask, so as for him to drink water without the need to remove his canteen from his hip and bring it to his lips by removing the mask.

'Well, I have finished taking whatever pasts and pieces that I need from this person, though still, I have yet to find something edible and drinkable, might be the other rooms have something for me.'

An hour later Ryan had fixed his radio, created a hand crank generator, found at least half a dozen bottles of soft drinks and from the label they still had sometime before they would spoil, a few biscuits and other packaged food that can be eaten without the need to cook or prepare them in certain ways.

Ryan removed his helmet and mask as he wiped his brow, as he looked at his newest creation that he had just finished creating a portable hand-crank generator, and that found its place into his tactical belt.

'I wish I had some very powerful radio to contact Michalina, she and her group must be worried so much.'

He once again wore his helmet and mask as he went towards the last apartment on that floor, he tried to open the door and once again it was locked, making him sigh at that, quick removal of the lock he tried to enter, only for the door to not even budge a single millimetre.

But it was nothing that the kidnapped teen cannot deal with, he simply took apart the door and as the interior of the room came into view he could not help but let out a small whistle of appreciation as he whispered lowly, "What do we have here?"