Guo Xiaoxiao watched as Xiao Yu and his group walked away, then sighed helplessly.
She took a bottle of mineral water from the storage box on her motorcycle, unscrewed the cap, and poured it over her face.
After cleaning up, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed.
She picked up her walkie-talkie. "This is Guo Xiaoxiao. Requesting backup at Jingrui Community. Repeat, requesting backup at Jingrui Community."
With that,
Guo Xiaoxiao mounted her bike and sped off toward Jingrui Community.
...
Xiao Yu took out a police-issued Blast-Proof Armored Vehicle from the Space Warehouse.
"From now on, we'll use this car."
Since Zombies often appeared on the streets now, driving a sports car was no longer safe.
After wiping the bloodstains off the vehicle, they continued on their way. Not long after, a hospital came into view.
"Kexin, stop at the hospital entrance."
Since they were passing by a hospital,
they might as well grab some medical supplies.
Even before the Blast-Proof Armored Vehicle reached the hospital, the sound of intense gunfire rang out.
"Captain, it's coming from the hospital."
"There must be Zombies inside—and a lot of them, judging by how intense the gunfire is."
Xiao Yu nodded.
"No problem. Once we're in, we'll quickly sweep the pharmacy and the cold storage. Ignore everything else."
Hospitals had cold storage units too.
The pharmacy only carried a small portion of medicine—most of it was kept in cold storage.
They drove the Blast-Proof Armored Vehicle into the hospital grounds.
Two police cars and a military jeep were parked downstairs.
No one was in the vehicles,
but the concentrated gunfire meant a fierce battle was raging inside.
As soon as the four of them got out of the car, a shout rang out from the upper floor.
Looking up—
a man in a hospital gown leapt down from the second floor, followed closely by a terrifying-looking person.
Both fell to the ground.
The first to jump was a middle-aged man. Enduring the pain, he struggled to crawl away.
But the second person—
a Zombie—crashed down on top of him.
Roar!
It really was a Zombie. That middle-aged man had clearly been forced to jump.
The Zombie landed on top of the man and immediately bit into his neck.
"Ah—help me!"
Xiao Yu walked over and kicked the Zombie off.
His sharp Tang sword instantly pierced the Zombie's head.
[Ding…]
A Lucky Token dropped.
[Ding! You have picked up a Lucky Token. It has transformed into a 'Mini Submachine Gun.']
Another mini SMG.
This one, he kept for himself.
The mini SMG was lightweight and compact—perfect for close to mid-range combat, especially when used with melee weapons.
"Brother, help me."
"Please save me. I'm the president of Keyue Real Estate. I'll give you one million if you save me."
The middle-aged man clutched his neck and begged.
Xiao Yu pulled his hand away—the man's neck had a gaping hole, blood spurting out violently.
"An artery's been hit. The T-Virus is already in his bloodstream."
"He'll turn into a Zombie in ten minutes at most."
Xiao Yu stood up and looked at An Xiaoran. "Xiaoran, kill him."
"Huh?"
An Xiaoran's eyes widened. "He… he's still human. He's alive. I… I can kill Zombies, but I can't kill a person…"
Xiao Yu shook his head.
"He's going to turn into a Zombie very soon. Killing him now or later makes no difference."
"Then why don't you wait until he turns into a Zombie before asking me to kill him? That way I could get a loot drop too," An Xiaoran protested.
Xiao Yu's real aim was to toughen up his team's nerve to kill.
With the T-Virus fully breaking out, the world would soon be overrun with Zombies and criminals. Anyone who couldn't kill wouldn't deserve to be called a survivor.
Because if you hesitate to kill,
others won't.
Even a small piece of bread could become a reason to be murdered.
This middle-aged man would turn soon—
but for now, he was still human. That made him the perfect test of nerve.
"Xiaoran, do it now."
"Or I'll kick you out of the team!" Xiao Yu barked coldly.
Every time they chose equipment, An Xiaoran got first pick. She had always enjoyed the benefits, and now it was time for her to set an example.
Hearing she might be kicked out,
An Xiaoran took a deep breath and slowly raised her gun.
"You're a Zombie. I'm killing a Zombie. I'm killing a Zombie…"
She chanted under her breath.
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. Even if they didn't save him, did they have to kill him?
"Little girl, don't do it!"
"I'm lucky. I won't turn into a Zombie. I swear!"
Ratatatatatata...
The middle-aged man was riddled with bullets. An Xiaoran had emptied an entire magazine into him. Her heart pounded like a drum, her chest heaving violently.
But—
at least she had crossed that line.
"Let's go. Into the hospital."
The four of them entered the hospital building.
The outpatient hall floor was covered in blood.
There were two Zombie corpses that hadn't even been dragged away.
Gunfire echoed from upstairs,
mixed with desperate cries for help.
Xiao Yu ignored all of it and went straight to the pharmacy.
All the doctors were long gone.
He raised his gun and sprayed a burst of bullets at the pharmacy's glass window.
Then he leapt inside.
This time, he didn't call An Xiaoran.
That girl hadn't recovered from the shock—she needed a bit more time.
The pharmacy was far from orderly.
Boxes of medicine were scattered all over the floor, clearly abandoned in haste.
Xiao Yu first stored the medicine shelves in the Space Warehouse.
Especially the ones holding wound treatment meds—
amino acids, fat emulsions, multivitamins for nutritional support,
as well as antibiotics like cefalexin, penicillin, ofloxacin, gentamicin, iodine, and alcohol.
He also collected Chinese meds like Necrosis Cream.
In addition to wound meds,
he swept up all the rest.
After emptying the shelves, he didn't even spare the boxes lying on the floor.
Xiao Yu climbed back out of the pharmacy.
"Let's go. To the inpatient pharmacy."
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