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

Panting, Fang Qingzhou removed the gun from the Licker's mangled brains.

"Leon! Are you alright!" Elliott rushed over to help after hearing the flashbang explosion and gunshots.

But by the time he arrived, it was all over. All he saw was a headless, skinned bullfrog on the ground and Fang Qingzhou standing beside it.

At this moment, Fang Qingzhou looked as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood. His face and clothes were covered with viscous brain matter and blood, and even the ends of his hair were covered with dark red bits of flesh.

At that moment, Elliott couldn't even tell whether the person in front of him or the monster on the ground was more like a monster.

"I'm fine." Fang Qingzhou casually wiped his face, brushing away the blood and brain matter smeared in front of his eyes, and said calmly.

He didn't say much, but simply gripped the shotgun tighter, checked the magazine, reloaded it, and continued walking into the office.

Elliott paused for a second before quickly following, but his gaze kept drifting back to the Licker's corpse, his throat growing dry.

Is it really possible for humans to kill such a monster?

Apart from the Licker, there were no other zombies in the STARS team's office.

The two quickly began searching for supplies in the STARS office.

"Found it!" Elliott suddenly whispered.

Fang Qingzhou turned his head and saw him pull out a square battery from a cabinet. The casing had a clear label on it, indicating that this was the battery used for the detonation device.

"Very good." Fang Qingzhou nodded and put the battery away.

Besides this key item, the two also found several other supplies: a box of shotgun shells, a flashbang, a bottle of first aid spray, and another powerful weapon.

It was a large, bright silver handgun with sharp, imposing lines, named Lightning Eagle, though it also had another famous name: Desert Eagle.

This gun uses .50 Magnum ammunition. Any gun associated with Magnum represents power, but unfortunately, there are only five bullets in the gun.

"Alright, let's go to the third floor and get the last badge." Fang Qingzhou carefully tucked the Lightning Eagle into his waistband.

The two did not linger and returned to the third floor via the same route.

Elliott attached the assembled detonator to the C4 bomb, while Fang Qingzhou stood guard nearby with a shotgun, since no one knew if there were any Lickers around.

Elliott quickly installed the bomb, but Fang Qingzhou stopped him just as he was about to set the timer.

"I'll set the timer."

Elliott was completely bewildered, not knowing what Fang Qingzhou was up to, but out of trust, he still gave up his seat.

Fang Qingzhou didn't want to set a timer for fun; he wanted to see if the experience points from killing the zombies after the C4 exploded would count towards his account.

"Hurry up!" After setting the time, Fang Qingzhou shouted, and the two quickly retreated, hiding around the corner of the corridor.

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, the entire corridor trembled, and gunpowder smoke, sawdust, and black blood gushed out from the direction of the iron railings.

Fang Qingzhou peeked out and saw that the railing had been blown open, and the more than twenty zombies inside had been reduced to mangled limbs. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and roasted meat.

Kill 24 zombies and gain 240 experience points.

At that moment, a cold system notification sounded.

"Done." Fang Qingzhou dusted himself off, stepped over the still-smoking limbs and severed arms, and walked to the statue of the girl. Following the code Elliott gave him, he took out the third medal from the groove in the base.

"Finally... all three are complete." Elliott followed behind, looking at the medal in Fang Qingzhou's hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's go back to the main hall now." Fang Qingzhou put away the medal without any intention of lingering.

The two quickly went downstairs, walked through the messy corridor, and returned to the police station lobby.

When the two returned to the hall, Sheriff Marvin was lying in a chair, barely able to speak. His face was ashen, and he looked as if all his life force had been drained away.

"Marvin..." Elliott stepped forward quickly, his eyes instantly reddening.

"You got it...?" Marvin opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the badge in Fang Qingzhou's hand, and forced a weak smile.

"Got it." Fang Qingzhou nodded and inserted the two badges one by one into the grooves of the goddess statue's base.

The mechanism began to turn, and the base of the goddess statue slowly sank. The dull sound of gears meshing came from beneath our feet, and a dark stone staircase leading underground slowly unfolded.

Just then, the sound of Lickers climbing echoed in the east corridor, and Fang Qingzhou's pupils contracted sharply.

The hall was quite spacious, and he didn't know if the effect of throwing a flashbang would be as good as it had been in the corridor. If it wasn't as effective, he didn't know how many more times he would die.

"We should go!" Fang Qingzhou grabbed Elliott and pushed him into the secret passage.

"Marvin! Let's do it together!"

"Leave me alone." Marvin used his last bit of strength to raise his pistol, pointing it toward the corridor. His hand was trembling, but his eyes were surprisingly calm.

"I'll stay here to buy you time. Hurry up and leave."

Elliott opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Fang Qingzhou pushed him into the secret passage.

Before entering the secret passage, Fang Qingzhou looked back at Ma Wen one last time.

The black sheriff sat in a chair, gun in hand, his back to them, while a Licker stretched out a claw from the corridor in front of him.

The entrance to the secret passage slowly closed behind him. Amidst the sound of gears turning, Fang Qingzhou heard several gunshots from the hall, after which there was no further movement.

Goodbye, Inspector Marvin.

Fang Qingzhou took a deep breath and led Elliott forward. Below the passage was a luxurious secret office.

"Why is there an office like this in the police station?" Elliott looked at the office in disbelief. The veteran officers of the Raccoon City Police Department around him had never even heard of such a place.

Fang Qingzhou wasn't surprised at all. If there was anything unreasonable, he could just blame it on the Umbrella Corporation.

After looking around and not finding any light emanating from Li Sanbiao, he lost interest in the luxurious office.

"Let's go." Fang Qingzhou found an elevator door hidden behind a bookshelf at the far end of the office.

The two stepped into the elevator, the metal doors closed behind them, and the elevator began to descend slowly. When the elevator doors opened again, they were no longer in a luxurious office, but in a large area of ​​crisscrossing pipes.

Thick metal pipes ran through the ceiling and walls, their purpose unknown, but this was likely the secret passage Elliott had predicted would lead to the underground parking garage.

"Just keep going forward and you'll reach the parking lot." Elliott breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the route was as he had expected.

But before the two had gone far, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly on Elliot, instantly turning him into a meat patty.