After reaching the capital, Sam found a map, and also found survivors which helped him to find out the location and information about the nearest camp. Sam got to the camp and climbed one of the high-rise buildings to observe the camp with binoculars.

There were 2 large government camps in Bogota and this is one of them. The camp was divided into internal and external areas, there were simply too many people, and the territory was limited.

The inner city was well defended and anyone who wished to pass had to pass rigorous checks. But the outer part of the city accepted all the survivors, of course there was also control, but there were options to get inside.

Hunger, corruption, banditry, hierarchy, slave trade, these and other things were in the order of things here. Sam simply bribed at the checkpoint and got into the outer city without any checks.

He could not let anyone to see even his level, not to mention other information, if they find out that he is level 20, then a real hunt for him might begin, hunt for a fat piece of meat.

Sam was molested by starving beggars, prostitutes, children, but he ignored everyone and went about his business.

To begin with, he learned that there are people with the skill of appraisal, they could get general information about things, fruits and so on.

Sam found one of these. Voicing his concerns, they explained to him that the skill by default gives information to the user of the skill, but if Sam holds the object in his hands, then only he will know the results of the appraisal. This method has been common for privacy reasons.

Sam checked out a couple of fruits that the chief had along with the plants. There were fruits of agility and strength, and the plant possessed medicinal properties. The evaluation also gave the degree of side effects in the fetuses, and in both the level was low.

Sam found a secluded spot and ate both fruits, he never eaten dexterity fruit, so he got a bonus, but the fruit of strength, although different from what he found in the Amazon, still had no effect.

No improvements worked on Sam's sword and he did not wear other equipment usually. It turned out that there are skills to enhance the parameters +1 to everyone except the spirit.

The limitations were that only one rune of strength, dexterity and the rest could work on one person.

Sam has long wanted decent shoes, since ordinary shoes could no longer stand, he found the necessary craftsmen and ordered two pairs of gloves and shoes made of snake leather.

He did not know Ashley's exact size, he only remembered by eye, but even if the size did not fit, it was okay.

Sam paid 80 cores and added runes to his armor and Ashley's armor. He himself thought pityingly of all these people with non-combat classes.

Of course now even one parameter was useful for fighters around 10x levels. In addition, their enhancements and improvements will also develop at 20x levels.

Sam could understand that such people must have been developed by the government for its own purposes. However, people who voluntarily went for such a thing, in fact, voluntarily made themselves crippled.

Most likely, they thought that in the future they would be able to acquire combat skills. Although it is possible that something will change at level 30, you still have to live to see it.

The airport was controlled by one of the inner camp factions.

There were millions of zombies in the capital, so even despite the fact that the airport was cleared long ago, they could not establish a camp there or a serious defense, they would simply be swept away by zombies.

So this faction only regularly sent a group of elite fighters there to keep an eye on the planes and clear the area around.

In doing so, they sold the possibility of using aircraft at their own peril and risk. Sam has seen quite a few zombies flying before, so the risk is big.

The only reason the camps were still firm was that the Z1s couldn't control too many zombies, however, when Z2 and above appear, this may change.

Sam, without thinking twice, found a representative of the faction and began to negotiate. In the end, they agreed to help Sam for a whopping 500 cores.

And no one was going to accompany Sam for this amount. In fact, the pilot was almost suicidal and they sacrificed the plane. Well, at least this is what the representative said.

Type 1 cores were obviously not as valuable as in the beginning, but still the value was still significant. Sam even doubted a little about this idea, he could have reached on foot, but still he needed to get to the general as quickly as possible.

They went to the airport, Sam paid on the spot, got a parachute and flew away. Nothing unexpected happened, apparently 500 cores pacified the greed of this faction. Or maybe there were other reasons.

Of course, despite the stories about all the risks, Sam understood that flying zombies could not reach speeds of 800 km per hour.

Spiritual birds may be capable of this, but now such birds hardly exist.

So the likelihood of a disaster with a plane is low, and three skins were flayed from him, but Sam could carve Type 1 creatures like cabbage so he didn't waste time on trifles.

The pilot was instructed and knew the landing point Sam needed. Sitting on the plane, he remembered Ashley and Jane.

The mansion became for him something like a home, at least he felt comfortable enough there. The cat was slightly worried and prevented Sam from thinking, but was ignored.