Damn, I Awakened With A Horror System!

Chapter 25: Come forth "ARACHNID"



Soon, in an instant, another two hours passed by.

Leo was dozing off in his memories as he was resting when suddenly out of nowhere a soft giggle entered his imaginary ears.

Slowly opening his eyes, Leo saw the silly face of the cartoonish white cat playing with the child in a blue robe at the corner in the distance.

Throwing a paper folded to create a simple paper ball, the cartoonish cat foolishly gets the paper ball with its mouth before passing it to the hands of the child.

Giggle...

After playing for a couple of minutes, the child reaches for one of the biscuits in his little bag before eating it unhurriedly.

"Kitty, we need to kill more zombies to reach Level 20 to gain skill points... If we upgrade "Permanent Art" to level 2 then we could create a permanent dragon!" The child said in a childish voice as he stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth. His eyes burst with anticipation and yearning.

Meow?

"Hehehe, yes, yes, we will play with the dragon after I draw it..."

Meow. Meow~?

The cartoonish white cat meowed as it tilted its head slightly. Clearly have no idea what a dragon is.

...

Floating near the ceiling, Leo pricked his imaginary ear as he listened to the weak mumble of the child.

Hehehe, dragon? ...I also want one.

Raising his brows in surprise upon hearing what the child said, Leo couldn't help but stare at the child seriously.

It seems that his class job is not simple. To create a permanent conscious being by drawing?

Leo silently thought as he stared at the playing silly cartoonish cat in the corner. After watching the child and the cat for the past two days, Leo already knew that the cartoonish cat was capable of individual thinking.

Although it was surprising, Leo still could think it was possible. However, it's just that he didn't expect the child could still create another one!

Based on what the child said, he could create another one after upgrading his skills by skill point!

"Sigh... Sometimes I envy the luck of others. Why can't my class job be awesome like the kid?"

Leo complained deep within as if the one who chose his class job was not him.

Shaking his head thinking that he could still upgrade his class job after gaining a physical body, Leo's mood was inexplicably restored.

...

Soon, after finishing eating. The child put the backpack on his back as he familiarly and vigilantly scanned the outside.

Seeing that the alley and road were empty of zombies, the child carefully opened the door, letting the cartoonish white cat to go first outside before following it.

"Kitty, do you know where the zombies go?"

"Meow-" The cat scratched its little head with his little paw before turning his head toward the south. Pointing its six-fingered faw toward the south, the white cat meowed to the child.

"Great... Let's beat monsters!" Smiling brightly, the child petted the cat's head for a while before moving toward the south.

"( •_• )" Leo.

Leo speechlessly looked at the conversation between the cat and the child.

That's it, you believe the cartoonish cat just like that?

Leo couldn't help but shake his head as he followed the child and the cat from the distance.

However, surprisingly, the cartoonish white cat could actually pinpoint the general location of the hordes.

Although Leo knew the general location where the horde went, the cat seemed to have the ability that could locate the location of the horde.

"Those Permanent Arts of the child could actually learn a skill or they have skills on their own?"

Leo pondered as he silently observed the cat, again surprised by the capability of the child's skills.

***

Leo couldn't help but frown after following the child and the cat for a quarter of an hour.

It's already been 15 minutes since they started following the traces of the hordes yet until now Leo still hasn't seen any zombies in the distance.

"What happened here? Why there are no zombies around?"

Leo silently thought. Unfortunately, the reason why Leo hadn't seen any zombies right now was actually his fault.

Due to him hunting most of the low-leveled zombies earlier that prevented high-leveled zombies from increasing their walking pace (it's the subconscious reaction of the zombies whether they are high or low-level zombies to form hordes!).

It caused the high-level zombies to fasten their pace since the low-level zombie that prevented them from fasting their pace was already dead.

"Did we get lost or did we go in the wrong direction? Sigh... This is the white cat's fault."

Soon, another thirty minutes passed by.

As Leo was thinking about how he could leave a hint to the child that they might have gone in the wrong direction a sudden weak marching sound entered his senses.

Raising his head toward the distance, Leo could faintly see moving figures of zombies as they marched forward. Although they are faster than low-level zombies, it is actually not much... only 2-3 times the speed.

Still, in just a couple of hours, they actually walked for almost 14-16 kilometers!

Finally seeing the zombies in the distance, the child bent down slightly before summoning his white chalk from the void.

Silently drawing toward the ground the child opened his arms and pointed toward his drawing on the ground.

"Wake up 'Army of Doodle' " Just as the child mumbles those words, the concrete below him seems to crack as figures of sticks begin to crawl out from the cracked floor.

Dozens of stickmen that almost reached 1.5 meters, holding different weapons ranging from stick swords, shields, and bows began to march forward. Toward the marching zombies in the distance.

Still not satisfied with his Doodle Army, the child summoned his "SketchBook" from the void. Opening the third page of the book, the child stretches one of his little arms toward the paper before using his "Materialization of Art" skill.

"Come forth, Black Arachnid..."

Shhhhh.

What the...

Leo raised his head and stared at the summoned figure of the child in pure awe and horror.


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