Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[Raging Zombie:]

Strength ★★★★★★

Defense ★★★★★

Speed ​​★★★★

Infection intensity ★★★★★

At this point, all illustrations in this game's encyclopedia have been unlocked.

The Raging Zombie is maxed out in every stat. Unless the player has a weapon with special abilities, it's very difficult to kill it completely, even with weapons provided by the system during the game.

So since this last type of zombie appeared, it has slaughtered more than a dozen survivors. Most of the remaining players dare not face it head-on and can only hide and flee.

But now that the city is truly besieged by zombies, there is nowhere for the living to live. Where can we hide?

……

There are still six hours until the rescue team arrives.

The bombing of Zone D ended two hours ago, and players are no longer allowed to enter the ruins, so only Zone C remains in the entire city.

The squad was pursued all the way and fled to an underground parking garage on East Street for temporary refuge. There they encountered Luo Xiangjun and Guan Canghai, who were also seriously injured, as well as another of their teammates.

Guan Canghai lost an arm, and his abdomen was almost pierced by the claws of the enraged zombie. As blood continued to gush out, his mental strength was also rapidly declining.

At this rate, he'll probably be eliminated before the rescue arrives.

"Are we the only ones left alive in this arena?" Luo Xiangjun knelt on the ground, supporting Guan Canghai with both hands, her eyes filled with exhaustion and helplessness as she looked at them. "Everyone, do you still have the No. 1 potion? I know the potion is a life-saving thing, it's normal that you don't give it to me, I... I'm just asking, because he really is dying."

Actually, she wasn't afraid of death. She had already made up her mind that as soon as Guan Canghai died, she would immediately go out and fight the zombies to the death.

But now that I've run into an acquaintance, I should still ask, just in case there's any hope? Of course, it would be better if we could live.

"It's not that we don't want to give, it's that we don't have any left." Yi Zanglan gestured for Tang Yunxi to show them her backpack, which was empty except for a few pieces of chocolate. She calmly explained, "We encountered three or four enraged zombies on the way here, and we used up everything we could."

Luo Xiangjun sighed with tears in her eyes, "I understand, you guys have it pretty tough too."

She hugged her boyfriend and remained silent for a long time, seemingly having accepted the outcome.

At this moment, Du Songzi, who was standing at the back of the line, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"How about... I give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to him.

Oh right, I almost forgot, there's also a skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor here.

[System Prompt: Do you wish to use the skill [Thirteen Ghost Needles] - [Nine Needles to Cross the Calamity]? Two uses remain. Overusing this skill will result in a backlash.]

【Yes. 】

Nine two-inch-long silver needles appeared between Juniper's fingers in an instant.

His hesitation stemmed from the fact that skills have a limited number of uses, and should ideally be reserved for team members.

But Guan Canghai was in critical condition, and as a doctor, he shouldn't have stood by and watched someone die.

"Listen, I'm going to use silver needles to prick your acupoints now, and you'll feel a sharp pain." He patiently instructed, "But it's best to stay relaxed and not resist forcefully, because the more you resist, the more it will hurt—endure it, and the wound will begin to heal."

Yi Zanglan sensed a hidden meaning in the words, and she turned to Ling Ye, asking, "Will there be a situation where you can't bear it anymore?"

"Yes." Ling Ye nodded. "He tried to save a player in the game before, but the person couldn't make it and died from the pain."

"……it's a pity."

Guan Canghai barely opened his eyes, smiled upon hearing this, and replied in a hoarse voice.

"It's okay, thank you. I'm not afraid of pain. What's pain if I can live? I want to play a few more games with my Xiangxiang."

"it is good."

Du Songzi didn't say anything more. He immediately and skillfully applied the needles, his hand speed as fast as a shadow, until all nine needles were inserted into Guan Canghai's acupoints.

Guan Canghai's previously limp body tensed instantly, cold sweat poured down his already pale face, and veins bulged on his forehead. He was in so much pain that he frantically banged his head against the wall, making weak gasps in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single cry.

Luo Xiangjun placed her hand under the back of his head and wrapped her other arm around him, gently comforting him.

"Brother Hai, just hang in there a little longer. We've weathered so many storms before, haven't we?"

The excruciating pain pierced Guan Canghai's heart, causing him to lose focus. He gripped Luo Xiangjun's hand tightly and buried his face in her chest.

The tall, imposing man, standing over six feet, trembled and wept in his lover's arms.

Shen Yubai looked around and made a very humane suggestion.

"Is it inappropriate for us to just stand around and stare at them? Shouldn't we try to avoid them?"

Yi Zanglan asked in bewilderment, "The love between swordsmiths who follow each other to the death is so touching, don't you like it?"

"I……"

Is this a matter of whether you like watching it or not?

* * * * * *

[Family members, I'm getting a little engrossed. Maybe that's the charm of a group portrait?]

Honestly, the match on stage 8 was absolutely amazing! I don't want to miss a single moment. This match was packed with top players, it was absolutely electrifying!

[It's exciting, but there are still five hours left. The underground parking garage is about to be surrounded by zombies. Who knows how much longer they'll have to fight? Will they even survive?]

Even if fortune favors the bold, this is far too risky. Luckily, I know my own limitations and wouldn't dare sign up.

[I want to cry, I'm such a sentimental person. Is this year's Brawl Bonus Tournament unusually difficult? There used to be at least a 10% survival rate, but I just checked arenas 1, 5, and 9, and they're all completely wiped out!]

[Hey, you upstairs, what's wrong with you? Why don't you leave the stream first? I'm afraid you'll ruin the whole competition.]

[No way, we can't let the whole team get wiped out! All the money we spent on Yi Zanglan would be wasted! Sister Prisoner needs to survive and splurge a little!]

……

Yi Zanglan had no idea that she was now number one on the live stream's leaderboard, and that her sponsors were worried about whether the money they had topped up for her would actually arrive in their accounts.

The underground parking garage was completely overrun by zombies. She led her team to fight their way out, and Guan Canghai and Luo Xiangjun, who had just recovered, joined them along with their surviving teammate.

The city has been reduced to scorched earth, and the fog obscures day and night, leaving only a blood-red expanse between heaven and earth.

Later, Shen Yubai lit his last stick of Shadowless Incense, helping everyone escape a wave of zombie attacks and giving everyone a brief respite.

...Two more hours.

Yi Zanglan gave the last dose of No. 2 medicine to Ling Ye. This man's mental value was only 7, and he could say goodbye to everyone at any time. He had to be injected.

Unexpectedly, Ling Ye refused: "No need, you keep it yourself, I have other plans."

"What other plans?"

He hesitated for a moment, but then assured her, "I'll definitely survive, you'll see in a bit."

"..."

Yi Zanglan reasonably suspected that he hadn't told the truth because he was afraid of being scolded, but she didn't press him further, choosing to believe him on this point.

She turned to look at Yan Zhao, who was bandaging her arm, and asked in a low voice.

"I remember Yunxi gave you that No. 3 potion?"

"Yes, it was given to me." Yan Zhao tied the gauze into a bow, rolled up her sleeves, and then calmly looked up. "I told you before, don't even think about it. We can't let you use it."

"...Each situation needs to be analyzed individually."

"The specific situation is that your mental strength is currently 35, while mine is 60." Yan Zhao took out the syringe from his pocket and waved it in front of her. "As the person with the highest mental strength in the entire room, am I not worthy to use it?"

Yi Zanglan sighed, then silently rubbed her temples, seemingly deep in thought.

However, Yan Zhao had no intention of giving her a chance to think.

The sound of heavy footsteps came again from afar; in less than two minutes, the alley they were in would be surrounded by zombies.

Yan Zhao suddenly gave Yi Zanglan a confident and resolute smile. She abruptly pulled out the syringe and injected the entire vial of red medicine into her body.

"Oh, you really are..."

Yi Zanglan didn't know what to say. She frowned helplessly, her gaze fixed on Yan Zhao, closely watching his reaction.

The system interface showed that Yan Zhao's mental value dropped from 60 to 12.

Except in special circumstances, the system usually does not allow players to be eliminated immediately after using a certain item. Therefore, it can be seen that using the No. 3 potion should result in a deduction of 80% of the player's mental value.

The more remaining spirit points you have, the more they are deducted, and the greater your combat power will be.

Yan Zhao's pupils were slightly reddish, appearing brighter than usual, and inexplicably exuding a somewhat eerie aura.

She checked herself over, and when faced with Yi Zanglan's questioning gaze, she resolutely shook her head.

"There are no side effects."

The other teammates, who had somehow gathered behind them, all crowded around upon hearing this: "Really, there are no side effects?"

"No, I just feel full of energy." Yan Zhao looked satisfied. "I really got to experience everything I was supposed to experience in this game."

Limited edition luck, limited edition combat power.

"Alright, then I'll be counting on you later." Yi Canglan smiled, picked up his sickle and stood up. "Yunxi, get the wheelchair ready."

Tang Yunxi saluted solemnly: "Ready!"

"The three of us will lead the way and lure some of the zombies away," Yi Zanglan said methodically. "Miss Luo, after you clear out the zombies on the street, retreat south via the side roads; Ling Ye, you and Lao Shen will be in one team for now, and bring Da Caishen with you. We'll meet at the commercial building. Any questions?"

"no problem."

"no problem."

No one objected to this, since the mechanics were modified later, and the zombies became very sensitive to vehicles, prioritizing attacks on players moving at high speeds.

Yi Zanglan and the others were willing to shoulder this pressure, and Luo Xiangjun and the other two could only admire them.

Ling Ye solemnly promised, "I will protect them both."

Du Songzi also said, "Don't worry, everyone. As long as you have a breath left, I can save you."

"No," Qin Shaoyu quickly stopped him, "Even if he can be saved, don't say such unlucky things."

In the time it took to say those two sentences, Tang Yunxi had already summoned her wheelchair and raised her arms in a shout.

"Wonder Sisters, Never Back Down!"

"Tsk, stop shouting those low-IQ and cringeworthy slogans, it's embarrassing."

"Have a piece of chocolate, I'm leaving."

Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao gave her a high five at the same time. The three of them, carrying weapons, drove the wheelchairs at high speed and soon disappeared into the thick fog ahead.

Dawn has not yet broken.

But it will come again eventually.