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

When Shen Yubai said "it has begun," he meant that the players' sanity values ​​had started to decrease.

The game rules clearly state that the city air contains a virus, and as time goes by, their mental state will gradually decrease; if they are injured by zombies, their mental state will decrease even more.

His personal profile shows that he has lost 2 points, and his current mental value is 98.

Tang Yunxi also lost 2 points, but Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao only lost 1 point.

"We've all been working together from beginning to end, so there's no difference between us." Yan Zhao reasonably guessed, "Our mental strength should be linked to our mental power. You two are in the A category, and we're in the S category. The higher the mental power rating, the slower the mental strength will decrease."

Fortunately, none of the four had low mental strength; if it were a player in BC or even D tier, their mental strength would have decreased even faster.

This problem was temporarily put aside, and Tang Yunxi soon operated on his mission receiver, selecting the potion prompt and the transportation prompt.

Please go to the intensive care unit of Chimelong Hospital in Zone D to obtain one random medication.

Please proceed to the Riverside Pedestrian Street in Zone D to obtain a vehicle (this vehicle is already bound to your squad; defeating any member of your squad will grant you access to it).

"Now I finally understand why you let her do it." Yan Zhao sighed. "What incredible luck! Both of the notification addresses are in Zone D, and they're not too far apart."

Yi Zanglan smiled and nodded: "That's why we can't let you operate it, lest we be forced to go around the city because there's one area A and one area H."

"...Could you please say something I like to hear, okay?"

"We need to be extra careful," Shen Yubai said. "Vehicles can also be stolen. They'll have the authority if they kill any one of our team members."

"We need to find the best driver in our team to control this vehicle." Yan Zhao carefully analyzed the situation. "I suggest we split into two groups later, one to get the medicine and the other to get the vehicle, and then meet up downstairs at the hospital—the zombies are spawning too fast, we don't have much time to waste, we need to get everything ready quickly."

"Okay, then you'll go with Lanlan. You two will have better teamwork." Tang Yunxi stated decisively. "I'll team up with Brother Shen. If there's an emergency, Brother Shen can handle it. If he really can't handle it, I'll just drive him away in my wheelchair."

Yi Zanglan and Shen Yubai had no objections to this, since the map would display the team members' dotted points, and they could check each other's positions at any time. As long as they weren't too far apart, they could get there as quickly as possible if anything happened.

"Let's rest for another twenty minutes," Yi Zanglan decided decisively. "Then we'll head to Sector D."

* * * * * *

Despite the pressure of a large number of zombies outside, the four raced against time to retrieve their respective bicycles.

Until they acquire new transportation, they will continue to rely on the simplest method: riding to District D.

This time, however, Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao changed cars.

Yan Zhao couldn't understand how Yi Zanglan could pedal his rusty, heavy iron bike with such ease, keeping up with the group without any help.

It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

"Remember to keep an eye on the map at all times, and if you encounter a situation you can't handle, prioritize escaping."

The four parted ways at a fork in the road in Zone D. Yi Zanglan left those words and headed to Binjiang Pedestrian Street with Yan Zhao, while Tang Yunxi and Shen Yubai went to Chimelong Hospital.

Compared to the overcrowded C area, D area is much quieter. Although there are still zombies wandering around, you can avoid them if you choose the right route.

Yi Zanglan wasn't in a hurry to kill them. She preferred a more cautious strategy: get the vehicle as soon as possible, pick up her teammates, and then consider continuing to kill zombies to get more clues.

"Lanlan." Yan Zhao suddenly seemed to remember something and called out to her loudly against the wind, "Has your bracelet turned black?"

"Not so fast," Yi Zanglan replied. "I think the system will deliberately control this game and won't let me use my personal weapon easily."

"No rush, if you can't use it, no one else can either," Yan Zhao said, quickening his pedaling pace. "The map shows that the riverside pedestrian street should be just ahead."

……

Binjiang Pedestrian Street was originally a bustling commercial pedestrian street.

Unfortunately, it has now become a ruin, as if it had suffered a huge catastrophe, with everything burned black.

The two tried to keep a low profile, killing a few unavoidable zombies along the way, and searched the entire street as quickly as possible to pinpoint the exact location of the vehicle.

While passing by a supermarket, they casually picked up a bag of biscuits and milk that was still in relatively good condition from the supermarket shelf.

Fighting zombies is so physically demanding, you can't go on without replenishing your energy.

"I'm starting to wonder if we've taken the wrong turn." Yan Zhao chewed on a biscuit, looking around with slight frustration. "I've checked the whole street, but where's there anything that could be called a 'car'?"

"Perhaps we've misunderstood," Yi Zanglan said slowly. "There are many kinds of transportation, not necessarily the four-wheeled cars we think of."

"So you mean...?"

She pointed to a photo studio not far away.

The steps of the photo studio were piled with plastic mannequins, which had been disassembled into pieces. The door had also collapsed, but there was just enough space for one person to pass through.

This doesn't prove anything, but her intuition tells her that there must be something there.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Yan Zhao arrived at the door and habitually peeked inside, but immediately stopped in his tracks.

She and Yi Zanglan exchanged a glance, then held their breath and listened intently.

The photo studio was a mess, but you could still see two brand-new silver motorcycles parked in front of the counter.

Sure enough, the means of transportation wasn't a four-wheeled vehicle, but a motorcycle, hidden inside an ordinary shop.

However, besides the motorcycle, there were two young men inside the house; they weren't zombies, but players.

The woman on the left has dyed her hair gray, wears earrings and a leather jacket, and looks like she's trying too hard to be trendy, but her features are too dull, giving off a kind of overly rustic vibe.

The person on the right is wearing a light-colored sweatshirt with a slight Chinese element, classic jeans, red lips and white teeth, slender and delicate, with a temperament very similar to a weak scholar in an ancient costume drama.

The two men were standing next to the motorcycle, frowning as they studied it.

"Damn it, this car is like it's nailed to the ground, I can't move it at all!"

"It's probably a vehicle assigned by the system, and only designated players have the right to obtain it, just like your axe."

Enraged, the country bumpkin kicked his motorcycle: "Then let's wait here until someone who can drive comes, then kill them, and we'll have the authority, right?"

The scholar sighed: "There's no need for that."

"The essence of this game is killing each other and fighting for resources, what do you know?" The country bumpkin glared at his teammate with disdain. "You've been following Ling Ye for so long, and you haven't learned a single skill. All you've done is play healer for him, right?"

"I haven't actually played many games with Brother Ling," the scholar-like man replied calmly. "I'm the team's general support, and I've helped many team members through the game without showing favoritism—and if you really want to call me that, please call me Daddy."

"Yeah, it seems you and Ling Ye don't really have much of a relationship," the tacky man said sarcastically. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned you and acted alone."

"If you weren't always making Brother Ling angry, he wouldn't be acting alone." The scholar-like man smiled helplessly, seemingly too lazy to argue with him. "Zhang Xin, who knows better than Brother Ling why you got into this bonus match and what you're here for?"

Before he could finish speaking, the country bumpkin suddenly punched him in the chest.

"You piece of trash, what right do you have to spout such nonsense? Be polite. Even if my personal skills are useless in this round, killing you is still a piece of cake, understand?"

The scholar took two steps back, clutching his chest, but his gaze towards the other man held a hint of sarcasm.

"Do you dare kill me? You brought me along specifically because you're afraid of getting bitten by zombies and then you'll have to rely on me to save you."

"Jin berries!"

Zhang Xin didn't know where the anger came from. He grabbed the other person's collar and was about to raise his fist to hit him again when he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from the door.

Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao held hands and hurriedly ran into the photo studio.

"Zhaozhao, is that our car?"