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"Damn it! Why do I have to worry about calories right now?!" Bima grumbled, his breath coming in ragged gasps behind a stack of old rice sacks that were poking into his back. The smell of mustiness and dried blood filled the air.His heart was pounding out of his chest. Not just because of the zombies, but because his stomach was in a violent knot.The system in his brain flashed a bright red.[Warning! Your daily calories are at -300! Status: Vulnerable Underweight! Caution, your body fat is thinning!]"Thinning?! I’m about to starve to death in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, you know!" Bima glared at the virtual screen that only he could see. "Do you want me to die skinny, huh?!"[System Suggestion: Maintain an ideal Body Mass Index (BMI). Nutritional deficiency can lead to the 'Muscle Weakness' debuff and 'Terminal Chronic Singleness.']"What do you mean 'chronic singleness'?! I haven't been single since birth just because I'm skinny!" Bima hissed. "Okay, maybe a little because

Bima flinched, his gaze piercing deep toward the northeast.The silhouette moved, raising a hand that held an old-fashioned camera.Chills ran down Bima's spine, not from the cold, but from an inexplicable sense of dread.It was him.The Food Vlogger Zombie.[Warning! Food Vlogger Zombie active in the area! Avoid direct contact!]"Crap!" Bima cursed, gasping for air.He had no time to process the strange sight.From behind him, Kevin's voice thundered."Get him! Don't let that scrawny worm get away!"Heavy footsteps thudded closer.Three of Kevin's followers emerged from the convenience store, their eyes burning with rage.Bima didn't waste a second.He bolted into the narrow alley beside the shop, hoping to lose them.His lungs burned, and every breath felt like a struggle.[Your Calorie Status: -200. 'Weakened' debuff active! Speed -5%, Stamina -10%!]"System, you're not helping at all!" Bima groaned internally, cursing his condition.But another mission suddenly flashed in his mind

"Damn it!" Bima growled, pressing his back against the damp wall of the guard post.His heart hammered, pumping adrenaline that felt cold in his veins.Lia tensed up beside him, her dark eyes scanning every shadow in the deserted street.Dozens of zombies—not just the moans of the Zombie Food Vlogger, but the distinct snarls of hungry creatures—were drawing closer."We're pinned, Bima," Lia whispered, her voice tight. "Zombies in front of us, and behind us... there’s him."She glanced toward the door of the guard post where Kevin and his gang were hiding."And he wants to destroy my Indomie," Bima added, tightly clutching the pack of Indomie that felt like his very life.[Warning! Status: Cornered!][Threat: Low-Level Zombies (20+) approaching from the North and South. Kevin & Fitness Freak Survival (4) to the West.][Mission 'Protect Indomie for Life' CRITICAL!]"I know, System!" Bima snapped internally.This was the worst possible moment. A choice between starving to death or being

"Take this!"Bima didn't have a second to hesitate.He shoved the torn pack of Indomie forward, right into Kevin's arrogant face.The raw instant noodles, already seasoned with "Special Chicken Onion Broth Plus Egg and Veggies," flew through the air like a high-calorie projectile."What the hell are you doing, you scrawny worm?!" Kevin roared in anger, trying to duck in a panic.But Bima’s movements were too fast.Some of the noodles and seasoning powder stuck to Kevin’s cheek, while the rest fell, staining the tight shirt he was so proud of.The sharp, savory aroma of chicken onion immediately filled the narrow alley, clashing with the musty smell of the warehouse.Kevin gasped in disgust, his hand reflexively wiping his cheek as he tried to clean off the Indomie stains."Argh! Gross! Trash Indomie! It stinks!"Behind Kevin, the Zombie Food Vlogger—the first one to side with them—suddenly froze.Its glowing red eyes widened as if it had just discovered a hidden treasure.The camera i