Survivor

With a plan in mind, Henry immediately leaped towards the adjacent building and quickly landed on the second-floor awning. Then, gripping the balcony railing, he exerted a gentle force and his body effortlessly floated up by two to three meters!

This ascent wasn't aided by a running start but was entirely due to his skill: Expert Climbing. Henry moved with ease, climbing and walking on the stairs like a gecko.

"It's time to test the strength of the energy armor!" Without a second thought, Henry walked straight to the edge of the rooftop and leaned forward, plunging straight down!

Bang! The fall from fifteen stories took only a couple of seconds. At the moment Henry's feet hit the ground, the bracelet emitted a faint glow. Simultaneously, Henry was enveloped in a brown armor.

Huh? Henry expected a strong recoil from the landing, but it completely disappeared. Although there was still a heavy feeling upon impact, his body felt unusually light and unharmed.

"So it does trigger the moment I face danger!" "The armor's response time is even faster than human reflexes!" Henry examined the fully equipped armor, nodding in satisfaction.

After a few minutes, the armor slowly receded and transformed back into the bracelet on his left hand. All of this took place on the backside of the building, well out of the other survivors' line of sight.

Next, Henry retrieved the armored mecha from his storage space! [Slightly Damaged Armored Mecha, can be repaired using steel material!] The prompt appeared again. Henry had just acquired the [Basic Mechanical Enhancement] ability, allowing him to repair minor mechanical faults and enhance machinery.

Time to practice on the armored mecha first!

Henry had previously traded with Slater and obtained a good amount of steel, which would come in handy now. Ding! You have used [Steel Material]*20, the [Armored Mecha] has been fully repaired! Ding! The [Armored Mecha] cannot be enhanced further; you need a higher level of mechanical enhancement skills!

"Hmm..." Henry scratched his head. That makes sense! An advanced piece of technology like the armored mecha couldn't just be modified easily. The entire mecha's balance, combat capability, and mobility are all precisely engineered. Time to test it in action!

Zhang Chen was eager to get started. He climbed into the armored armor, which had a cockpit similar to a car's. There were three pedals at his feet: accelerator, brake, and jump. The right foot managed the accelerator and brake, while the left foot controlled the jump.

It felt similar to driving a manual car, except the mecha lacked a steering wheel. Instead, there were flexible control sticks at the position of the arms. Just by twisting his body, he could turn the armor and change its direction.

With his mastery in driving skills, Henry, although it was his first time piloting a mecha, quickly got the hang of it.

The mecha sprinted across the ground, easily jumping five to six meters high. Mid-air, he pressed the thruster switch. The mecha could then hover mid-air and even perform aerial maneuvers such as parking, turning, and accelerating!

Henry drove the mecha around for a while, effortlessly crushing nearby zombies attracted by the noise into a pulp. The zombies' teeth and claws were like scratching through boots in front of this steel giant.

Henry casually kicked out, sending a zombie flying like a kicked ball for more than ten meters. When it landed, its body folded in half. Crunch! The spine broke, and it couldn't even crawl.

"Awesome! Truly awesome!"

But merely being able to move and jump is far from enough, you also need to know how to operate weapons and understand the various data on the control panel! Henry spent the entire afternoon getting to grips with all the data charts and the usage of the weapons.

Moreover, he could smoothly switch between melee and ranged combat with the armored mecha.

"Phew!"

"It's just operating, but this is really physically demanding!"

"It's like I've been fighting all afternoon!"

As the evening approached, Henry finally stored the armored mecha back in his storage space.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, he walked around the building to where the heavy truck was parked.

Suddenly, he heard voices from the other side of the truck. The voices were soft, but in the quiet street, they were particularly loud. Was that... Japanese?

Although Henry didn't understand Japanese, he recognized the distinctive sounds of the language. He couldn't understand it, but he could tell it apart.

Henry quietly moved around the back of the truck and peeked over. He saw three slender men and a woman pointing and gesturing at the heavy truck.

One even climbed on the truck's tire, trying hard to pull open the driver's side door. The truck keys were in Henry's possession. There was no way they could open it.

After several unsuccessful attempts, they began to chatter among themselves. Clearly, they were up to no good. Then, one of the men pointed at the window and talked for a while before picking up a large stone from the roadside. It seemed he intended to smash the window and get inside the truck.

"Hey, that's my truck, back off!" Henry lightly tapped on the cargo hold and emerged from behind the truck. He had already assessed their strength levels using his Eye of Insight skill. The three men were at an exceptionally strong level, and the woman was at an ordinary level. Such levels were like ants in front of Henry!

"Atanawawi Nai disk? Nanacaska?" One of the men shouted at Henry. Simultaneously, several people pulled long katanas from their waists.

"Say English!" Henry said impatiently.

"Ortina cukorliti itarasi mil!" a man yelled as he charged with his katana raised. There was no need to understand the words to know what was coming. The action spoke clearly enough—it was an attack.

Henry sneered. There was no need to use weapons against opponents of this level, but in a post-apocalyptic world, caution is paramount. Every battle must be taken seriously because one lapse could mean the end.

He instantly pulled out a riot shield and a sharpened katana, then his figure flashed!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Like a specter, Henry swiftly moved past the three men.

"Shikushō, he's overwhelmingly strong..."

As the last whisper escaped their throats, the three Japanese men were suddenly bisected, blood spraying everywhere. Their bodies were neatly cut in half.

With horrified faces, they watched their upper bodies separate from their lower bodies, slowly falling to the ground. They died with that terror still etched on their faces.