Chapter 194
A few days later.
Having completed the request, Aiden had returned to Huntington Beach.
Passing through the ever-raucous pub, he entered his room.
Setting down the bag and rifle he had been carrying all day, he didn’t remove his helmet.
There were still other people just beyond that thin door separating him.
Fortunately, he didn’t feel overly stifled by it.
Wearing the helmet all day long wasn’t an issue for him either.
If he were human, the helmet would likely start reeking of sweat and odor.
But his dessicated, sweat-free skin remained dry no matter how long the plastic helmet clung to his bare skull, only faintly carrying the smell of a zombie’s natural decay.
“...”
As he leaned back against the door that evening, Aiden took out a notebook from his belongings.
A recent acquisition, it contained the detailed information he had been gathering meticulously.