What do you mean the games you make are all real?!

Fang Qingzhou saw more and more zombies clinging to the barbed wire fence and knew it was no longer time to stay there. However, it was impossible to return the way they came, as they didn't know if the helicopter would explode a second time.

He recalled the map he had seen in the command center, which led to the east office.

When he picked up the pliers, he saw a chain on the office door. The pliers in his hand would come in handy, and not just for the east office.

Elliott had previously mentioned that the room next to the command center was also chained up and contained a C4 detonator.

Fang Qingzhou made a quick decision and ran in the direction where he had just taken the pliers. The door of the east office soon appeared in the beam of the flashlight.

A thumb-thick iron chain was wrapped around the door, and a rusty iron lock held the two ends of the chain together. Fang Qingzhou bit the handle with his teeth, freeing his hands to pick up the iron pliers and aim them at the chain.

The clamps of the pliers caught the chain. Fang Qingzhou took a deep breath, exerted force with both arms at the same time, and the chain broke, sliding off the doorknob with a crash and hitting the ground.

Fang Qingzhou pushed open the door, and the beam of his flashlight illuminated the interior of the room. The office on the east side was larger than he had imagined, with more than a dozen desks arranged in two rows, piled high with documents and office supplies.

Several tables were overturned, documents were scattered all over the floor, and there were several pools of blackened blood on the ground. At the same time, the zombies dressed in police uniforms inside were also awakened by the explosion and immediately surrounded Fang Qingzhou when they saw him enter.

Fang Qingzhou quickly dodged the zombies' attacks, while simultaneously drawing his dagger. He had almost run out of bullets while clearing out the zombies in the library, so he could only use his dagger now.

With his improved reflexes after special training and the powerful physique of his Steelback Beast, Fang Qingzhou maneuvered nimbly in the narrow space between the desks.

Each strike of the dagger was aimed at the zombie's most vulnerable jaw and skull base.

After being bitten on the left shoulder and right arm, the five zombies finally collapsed to the ground.

Kill 5 zombies, gain 50 experience points.

Fang Qingzhou leaned on the edge of the table, panting heavily. Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and his wounds throbbed with a sharp pain that was suppressed but still very clear.

He took out the green herbs he had picked up earlier from his RPD pouch. He hadn't had a chance to use them until now, and now they came in handy.

He chewed the herbs in his mouth, and a bitter taste exploded in his mouth, like biting into a handful of bitter herbs, or holding ten times the concentration of herbal tea in his mouth. The bitterness made his whole face scrunch up.

He quickly took the chewed herbs out of his mouth and applied them to the wound on his left shoulder.

The moment the green grass mud touched my skin, a cool sensation seeped into the torn flesh, as if countless tiny ice needles were piercing the wound at the same time, both numb and cold.

It's hard to describe the feeling; it wasn't entirely comfortable, but it wasn't exactly uncomfortable either.

Fang Qingzhou looked down at his left shoulder.

The wounds covered by the mud are healing at a visible speed.

The torn flesh slowly closed up, the dark red bloodstains gradually dried, and new skin grew from the edge of the wound towards the center, as if an invisible hand was stitching the torn skin back together bit by bit.

The entire healing process lasted about ten seconds.

When Fang Qingzhou peeled the dried, hardened grass off his shoulder with his fingers, the skin underneath had already recovered completely, with only a few light pink scars proving that it had been bitten open by a zombie. However, the effect was still somewhat worse than that of an emergency spray.

Fang Qingzhou vaguely remembered that the T-virus originated from a plant called the Sun Ladder, which was discovered by Spencer, the founder of Umbrella Corporation, in an African tribe.

Spencer obtained the Progenitor Virus from this plant, and it was through the Progenitor Virus that the Umbrella Corporation invented so many incredible drugs.

Is it possible that this herb was also cultivated using the progenitor virus?

However, Fang Qingzhou didn't spend that much time thinking about this problem. His most important task now was to find enough bullets; he really didn't want to be bitten again.

With the help of Li Sanguang's skill, he quickly found a lot of things in the east office. He found thirty bullets on the bodies of the policemen, which slightly relieved his fear of insufficient firepower.

They also found a flashbang, a red herb, and a valve—who knows why the valve was in the office.

These things filled his pouch to the brim, and then he slipped back through the half-open roller shutter door he had opened when he rescued Elliot and headed towards the hall.

Elliott had returned to the hall, and Sheriff Marvin was still sitting in the same chair, his posture almost unchanged.

"Leon!" Elliott saw Fang Qingzhou emerge from the roller shutter and visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright? I just heard an explosion, the whole building was shaking... What happened?"

Sergeant Ma Wen also looked at Fang Qingzhou with a worried expression.

"I'm fine," Fang Qingzhou said, brushing the dust off his clothes as he walked up to Elliott.

"However, the helicopter that came to pick us up crashed, and the police officer on the roof... couldn't be saved either."

Elliott's face darkened, and Sheriff Marvin's eyes dimmed as well, but neither of them said anything. In this hell on earth, this was not the first time hope had been shattered.

"Elliott, did you get the key card?" Fang Qingzhou continued to ask.

"Got it." Elliot nodded, then took a key card out of his pocket.

"I've also found the pliers and valve. Now I'll go get the shotgun and then take out the third badge. For now, we still have to go through the secret passage." Fang Qingzhou took the key card and started walking towards the storage room without saying a word.

Elliott immediately followed, and the two quickly returned to the storage room. With the insertion of the key card, the locker door opened.

Fang Qingzhou also got the shotgun he had been longing for.

His eyes gleamed as he held the shotgun in his hands, rubbing it repeatedly. With this thing, he could finally face the Licker head-on.

Elliott also put a button he had found earlier into the control terminal and opened the other two cabinets.

He then took out a pouch and ten shotgun shells from it.

Fang Qingzhou took the bullets. Including the ones he had found earlier, he now had twenty shotgun shells on him, and he felt incredibly strong.

"Let's go, I'll take you to take care of that skinless monster." Fang Qingzhou loaded the shotgun, slung it over his shoulder, and said confidently to Elliott.

The two then walked out of the storage room together. Of course, they did not go directly to the third floor, but first went to the room next to the command room and used the pliers they had picked up to open the door.

There was also a zombie locked in the room, but Fang Qingzhou was not afraid at all. He wanted to test the power of his newly acquired gun.

He raised his shotgun, aimed at the zombie's head, and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the zombie's head exploded like a watermelon smashed by a sledgehammer, splattering black blood and bone fragments all over the wall.

Fang Qingzhou's eyes widened instantly.

He knew shotguns were powerful, but he never expected that even a zombie's reinforced steel head couldn't withstand a single shot.

With the power confirmed, their confidence soared, and they began scavenging supplies in the room with Elliott.

They found a detonator without a battery, another flashbang, ten bullets, and blue herbs in the room, now having collected all three types of herbs.