Dimensional Store System In Apocalypse

'I don't think we have any other option except this, correct?' Zhang Qin Feng looked around before he chuckled at his own luck. The system actually expected to fire two additional shots at the exact location out of so many possibilities.

[From what the system can see, there's no other option. Firing two warheads to the pinpointed location to removes the debris was our only option for survival]

[The system also suggests that if the user has some concern in your survivability, this gamble actually had a much better winning odd compared to all other options. One of the few reasons for this was the disturbance created from the detonating warhead]

[And with only one direction the creatures could launch themselves towards, your chances of survival was actually much better compared to fighting against a multiple-attack-pattern Tyrant]

Stein's explanation was like hypnosis that asked him to accept the challenge.

Knowing that he had no other choice to make here, Zhang Qin Feng agreed. The Decimator's launcher tube was gently moved towards the fourth slot on his harness for the magnetic strips to activate.

Once the sound of two-piece of magnet stuck together, Zhang Qin Feng left where he stands while creating a commotion to grab the creature's attention.

Less than 10 seconds was all the worm-like creatures needed to launch themselves like a cannonball straight to that spot. It was about to turn into a landmine crater from their continuous attack.

'NOW!' Zhang Qin Feng pressed the trigger that fired the rocket launcher.

The warhead's tail was lit with an intense flame that left a blue trail on its path as it went straight to the pile of debris.

But that sound from the rocket's ignition also caught the monster's attention. At the same time as the warhead detonates, Zhang Qin Feng's firing point was bombarded by the creatures.

*BOOM!*

Two explosions and a situation full of shrapnel. This was the most accurate word to describes the problem here.

If it wasn't because Zhang Qin Feng had the protection from both Steelskin and Haste, he would be turned into a sieve from all the ricocheting projectiles around him.

But that's not enough. Although the two abilities managed to help Zhang Qin Feng to protect his life, it was not enough to bring him out of this situation.

The cuts that had him earlier were oozing with blood after a while. Lucky for Zhang Qin Feng, he had the Instant Recovery Serum prepared in hand while expecting this to happen. But due to the time restriction, he can only apply them on serious wounds that required immediate attention.

His launcher's tube was connected to the third slot on his harness without secrecy this time.

Since the monsters have been startled twice, he finds no reason to keep it low profile because everything would have been decided by his third shot. Hoping that nothing wrong would happen after this shot, Zhang Qin Feng pressed the trigger and fired his hopeful third warhead.

**Whoosh!**

Once again, the sound of rocket ignition caught the attention of those still latching on the dome's roof. This time, their attack was much fiercer than before. Close to double the numbers were coming like meteor rain as Zhang Qin Feng was caught in the explosion from the impact.

Although he was spared from the direct attack, the coverage area of the impact was more than enough to throw him aside like a piece of trash. By the time the situation calmed down again, Zhang Qin Feng had noticed that the distance between him and the exit has grown to at least 500 meters or more.

'For heaven's sake... This looked like half a kilometer away from the door. What is my success rate for getting over there safely?' Zhang Qin Feng used the spray in his other hand and quickly mended his injuries before getting worse.  Although the chances of getting infected from the shrapnel were low, it was better for him to not take any risk at this time.

[Based on the system's calculation, 515 to 521meters. Your chances of getting there are more than 70% if we ignore the possibility of abnormality from happening. The system repairs are at 81%. Estimated repairing time will be another one hour]

'What are we waiting for, then? Let's do it!' Zhang Qin Feng replaced the half-used rifle mag out and tossed it opposite of where he was going. The moment the creatures were going crazy at the noise from the bullet mag rolling on the ground, Zhang Qin Feng made a sprint straight to that opening that would decide his fate.

Zhang Qin Feng tossed a few Shockwave Buttons every ten or so meters he took to ensure that there's no obstacle in his way. It takes more of his stamina and concentration, but this would increase his chances of survival inside this hell with over a thousand monsters that can become a cannonball when agitated.

'Ten meters...'

'Five...'

'Three...'

'Two...'

'One!'

'Open for me!' Zhang Qin Feng sent a kick to the half-opened door and pointed both his Phalanx and Centurion-Custom on the inside to see what might be coming for him.

He soon realized that he was being too paranoid as there was nothing inside here except a pitch-black staircase that hasn't been used for quite some time. Based on the dust and lack of waste along the stairs, there shouldn't be a problem for him to climb the stairs comfortably.

But things just have to go wrong while when he was going to relax a little.

While the inside seems to be safe from zombie's threat, the outside wasn't. Maybe it was due to the ventilation that came from that door Zhang Qin Feng destroyed. The breath of fresh air caught the creature's attention as their attention is all over this direction.

A few of the creatures already started to use their sharp grindstone teeth to weaken the doorframe so it could allow their mate to access this place comfortably.

'Damn! Can't you just let me take a breather?' Zhang Qin Feng took a look above his head and tried to see through the darkness above him.

'How many levels it might possibly be, Stein?' Zhang Qin Feng asked.

[At least a hundred levels if we're counting it by the average of underground construction of 10 meters per floor]

"Fff... Fuck." Zhang Qin Feng cursed.