Josie Quinn took out a dozen or so zombies in one go with relative ease.
But compared to those powerful superpower users and their ability to wipe out entire swarms later on, she was still too weak.
Just as she was thinking of taking a break, a sudden scorching sensation made her hair stand on end.
On pure reflex, she instantly turned into a rock and dropped to the ground.
A Fireball had shot past, grazing her scalp, at almost the exact moment she transformed.
Still shaken, she scanned her surroundings.
'If its aim had been just a little better, I wouldn't have been able to dodge that at all!'
'The outside world is full of dangers. My awareness and reflexes are still too slow.'
Josie Quinn bit her lip. 'I have to keep improving my abilities if I want to stay invincible.'
After observing from her position on the ground for a while, she saw a short zombie slowly walk out of a house.
The zombie looked like an adolescent, its hair matted to its scalp like dead grass.
