Leon looked outside his apartment window and sighed.

  The zombies had grown more numerous overnight again. But that was to be expected with no one daring to attack the gate.

  At first, there was nothing to be done, that was over a week ago, now nothing could be done. What about the military? Well, after the initial shock they bombed the zombie gates and that worked fine, then gates open inside military bases around the world, spewing zombies right in the center of humanities only hope.

  So that was that. Yesterday he had, out of boredom, made a Molotov bomb and thrown it into the midst of the zombies outside. By then the zombies had been so thick the street beneath their feet was impossible to see.

  The fire had spread rapidly burning most of the zombies like matches, about one in ten, though, seemed to be fire proof, and another one in ten just got lucky and the fire burned around them.

  After that, the street was comparatively clear, but still, way too infested to actually leave. Plus there was no way to know if there were any zombies in the apartment building.

  Leon wasn't planning on leaving until he ran out of food and water, and that would be awhile.

  The day the zombies showed up he was planning on having a house warming party, everything but the guest was ready, and given the undead on the streets, he hadn't been upset about no one showing up.

  New to the city, most of the guest were work friends, so there was no one nearby he had to risk his life to save. The family was in a city on the other coast and friends had their own loved one to worry about.

  Nope, if this was the end of the world, then he could watch it at his leisure, no frantic scramblings or daring rescues for him.

  Leon readied another Molotov and tossed it out the window. The lights had only gone out yesterday so entertainment for today would be burning the undead. He wondered if he had done any damage to the zombie gates in the area with his first fire bomb.

  That night just has Leon is deciding if it's worth leaving the couch for his bed, something strange happens.

  The strange box stays in front of his face no matter where he moves his head, and his hand passes right through it. It isn't until he gets over his surprise and reads it that the message disappears.

  "Well, that was weird." He says out loud to no one. "I wonder if I've finally started to go crazy..."

  Just then

  "Just so you know, this doesn't answer the question of whether or not I'm crazy!" He shouts to the air.

  Outside his apartment, he hears the moans of the undead pick up in intensity at the unexpected noise. He silently berates himself for his impulsive idiocy.

  Even though he's finished reading this box, it doesn't disappear like the other. Finally, it changes to something slightly different.

  Why the hell not? Leon thinks the word indicated and is treated to another box,

  When he looks at the boxes he's reminded of the old school games no one plays anymore. some of the words are different colors and give more information.

  Leon doesn't consider the information all that difficult to understand. Somewhere in the galaxy, someone decided earth was a lost cause but was required to drop the survivors some help. The help is in the form of this system of boxes, it seems.

  Ok, but how is any of this supposed to help us survive or take back the world? Sure the credits are nice, but how much was each zombie worth? And where am I going to find a Galactic Store Terminal?

  With nothing better to go on, Leon mentally flips a coin and thinks 'open' at the random skill.

  'Well, that seems like it aint not bad.'

  By comparison, the contents of the Galactic Aid Package in his inventory seem pathetic at best.

  And that was it.

  'When the Galactic whatever writes you off, they really write you off, eh?'

  Using the inventory was easy enough, it responded to his thoughts seamlessly.

  The only other thing in there was

  Well then, I'll be leaving that for later.

  Leon decides the most important thing to look at first is the Galactic Store. There is no box or panel to do so, but since the rest of this possible hallucination seems responsive to his thoughts...

  Open Galactic store, he thinks to the boxes.

  And it was so. Another box open listing categories of thing the store sells, which is apparently everything. Weapons, armour, vehicles, tools, food, pets, slaves, potions, buildings, maps, books, even stat boosting pills and elixirs.

  Leon spends the rest of the night browsing the shop, learning all he can before making any foolish and avoidable mistakes.

  What he learns is that while he can browse freely, he can't purchase anything outside his price range. A virus that kills only zombies cost just under 12 trillion credits, and a Xilogor, which is basically a space dragon, cost 100,000 credits but

  Everything that could hurt more than help Leon came with the not recommended for purchase tag. Which he supposed was kind of nice, it would be a shame if the bomb he bought went off in his face. With a thought, all of the 'not recommended' were removed from the list.

  Overpowered skills and abilities were available, but they were way out of Leons price range. Divine level flight, cost 1.5 Billion credits but flight [growth] cost only 1000 credits. The skill would get better the more it was used, but the downside was the time needed to really grow it. Every skill was like that.

  Some cost health to use, some cost mana, and some cost Stamina. Some cost nothing but Leon needed to meet the required criteria in stats. The flight skill had all four types. He lacked the 40 willpower to get the basic flight of that type.

  Leon closed the store and leaned back. Before anything he needed to know what it was he wanted to do. Kill all the zombies? Rule the world? Just get out of town and go find his family?

  Well yes, the last one would be his goal, that meant traveling clear across the country.

  Okay, so how did he want to do it? Buy all the guns and Rambo all the way to the Atlantic? Go space marine, maybe? Just get the flight and make it up as he went?

  Leon knew he didn't want to buy a sword or any melee weapon. He wanted to keep the Zombies as far from himself as possible at all times.

  Taking it one step at a time Leon opened the shop to purchase the things he knew he wouldn't regret no matter what path he took.

  First, converting health, mana, and Stamina into each other. After that was increased regeneration of the three, plus and active regeneration skill. Then the basic resistances, mainly poison, physical, magical, elemental, curse, and disease. Throwing Flight, teleport, invisibility and x-ray vision in the basket Leon mentally purchased his choices from the shop.

  It wasn't until the 21 basic abilities only came up to 10,500 credits that he remembered the 50% discount. Laughing Leon decides to go all out and choose much more before checking out.

  A few hours later, having chosen 50 regular level 1 skills and abilities for 25,000 credits, Leon views his skill list

  Spoiler: Spoiler

  It's impressively long, But other than the summons he hasn't yet chosen any real attacks. The shop has basic magic skills, like fireball or lightning strike, but for now, Leon feels too tired to really give them a proper look.

  Pulling his club from the inventory, just in case something goes wrong, Leon uses the summon creature skill. A puff of smoke appear out of nowhere and when it clears standing there is an ordinary looking fox.

  Leon decides to use analyze on it.

  Leon can feel the disdain from the fox as it sizes him up. The loyalty of this familiar is far too low for Leon to consider keeping it. He's about to banish it when he realizes he needs a separate skill for that. Rather than spend 1000 credits just to get rid of the animal, Leon decides to let it loose outside.

  As he makes the decision, the loyalty drops another percent. He's flabbergasted, 'Are all my familiars going to be this troublesome?'

  Then he remembers outside is full of Zombies. 'Right, well I can't well put it outside just to die, but I'm not leaving an untrustworthy animal in my apartment as I sleep...'

  The Fox continues to look at him as he thinks it over. Noticing he's getting more and more tired, Leon decides to just leave it in the living room while he sleeps, he'll just be sure to lock the bedroom door. Setting a bowl of water out and leaving a large beef of beef on the floor for the Fox, Leon drags himself to bed.

  As he lies in bed he can't stop thinking about the fox. It seems too dangerous just to have it around the apartment.

  On impulse, Leon summons a skeleton warrior. 'Nice! No loyalty bar. guess magic being are 100% loyal.'

  With that Leon created one more Bone warriors and ordered them to stand watch at the windows and doors. Due to the necromancy skill slightly lowering the cost of the bone warrior, he manages to have just enough MP. Feeling safe now, Leon's head hit the pillow after a long day indeed.