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Chapter 046 Weight Class Advantage

The fat guy’s face visibly turned purple.

After realizing his first strike was ineffective, the man retreated like that female researcher from yesterday, preparing for a series of attacks. Luckily, with Ling Mo keeping an eye on things, he finally pulled the trigger as the man reached a safe distance, shooting him through the head.

The fat guy couldn’t recover even as the man transformed into white light and vanished.

Then, the other door opened, and Xia Xinyan, having tidied herself up, stepped out and surveyed them, raising an eyebrow: “Is the problem solved?”

She had woken up when Ling Mo kicked the door, but she wasn’t as anxious as the fat guy. No matter what, Ling Mo wasn’t going to get smashed by that infected individual within these few minutes, so she had to give it a moment to maintain some dignity.

This was a bonus point, after all.

“Yeah,” Ling Mo nodded, his expression a bit strange, “The man we saved yesterday… he got infected, and I just killed him.”

“Ugh…” The fat guy clutched his stomach and slowly squatted down, his tone full of agony, “Couldn’t you have killed him sooner? And why do they all like to slam into me?”

First thing in the morning, and his stomach acid was almost knocked out.

Good thing this was a game; otherwise, he would have to go to the hospital for a check-up to see if he had any injuries from the collision.

…Oh right, there’s a status bar in the game.

He immediately opened the status bar, and his eyes landed on a long row of negative statuses—

【Sleepy】【Hungry】【Slight Organ Damage】

“……Damn.”

“It’s probably because you’re an easier target to aim at,” Murong Yue finally came out of the room, a bit gloating, “But you seem to be alright; nobody broke your defense, looks like it’s a weight class advantage.”

The fat guy shot her a glare and was about to retort, when a new game notification suddenly appeared before everyone—

【Breaking News: The Rapid Response Team has set the rooftop of Guangling Building A as a rescue point. The rescue operation has begun, lasting for three hours.】

【Breaking News: City riots have escalated. The military will commence cleanup operations in five hours.】

【Current Mission: Head to the rooftop of Guangling Building A to find rescue.】

Meanwhile, a task prompt from Tianji echoed in Xia Xinyan’s mind—

【Points Mission Released: Kill an infected individual to receive 10 points (including self-destruction).】

This made Xia Xinyan furrow her brow slightly.

‘10 points for one? Isn’t that a bit low?’

【The host can encourage the original body to eliminate all infected individuals in the city, with a maximum potential reward of 70 million points.】

‘Then it’s not a problem.’

70 million points… doesn’t that mean there are 7 million infected individuals in this city?

Although the reward figure was enticing, they clearly didn’t have the strength to tackle it right now.

Let’s just grab whatever we can manage.

The fat guy seemed a bit interested in the new mission: “So soon, it’s the final mission?”

“What’s wrong with that? The sooner we finish, the sooner we’re done.” Murong Yue checked her handgun and asked, “Where is the Guangling Building?”

Xia Xinyan took out her phone and opened the navigation, quickly finding the destination: “It’s 13 kilometers from here, not too far.”

“But now we can only walk there, right? Is three hours enough?” Ling Mo looked a bit worried.

“Then let’s not waste time, move.” Murong Yue grabbed her gun and headed for the stairs.

The fat guy glanced at Ling Mo and nodded, following along.

Ling Mo hesitated for a moment, not immediately keeping up, but turned to Xia Xinyan: “Um… I found that my abilities have improved.”

“Hmm? What improvement?” Xia Xinyan smiled slightly and asked.

“It’s this.” Ling Mo pulled out the dagger he had materialized before, “I can now create… cold weapons.”

This was the first dagger he had manifested, resembling a SEAL knife in shape, entirely black, but if one looked closely, they could see intricate mysterious patterns on the blade—this was Ling Mo’s addition, as he thought it added a bit of flair to the weapon.

As for what the patterns were, he had no idea; he just doodled.

This might be like his first time dabbling in programming—like the system had set up the initial program of “hello, world” for him, and he just added a “Copyright” at the end before running it.

A bit of innovation, at least.

Xia Xinyan pretended to be completely unaware and showed a bit of surprise: “Ah… that’s great, you’re able to make progress so quickly. I still haven’t figured out what my abilities do… that’s awesome.”

Ling Mo immediately puffed up with pride: “Ha… it’s just a small matter, maybe my luck is just a bit better. You should believe in yourself too; your abilities are also amazing.”

“Yeah.” Xia Xinyan nodded with a smile.

Tsk, that expression, making sure no one misses his show-off.

And comforting others isn’t supposed to be done like this.

Silly.

Oh well, let him show off a bit; it’s okay to boost his confidence.

“Let’s go too; they’ve already gone far.” She took Ling Mo’s hand, pulling him to catch up with the two in front.

Being suddenly grabbed by the hand in such a intimate gesture left Ling Mo momentarily stunned, but feeling the warmth in her hold, he hesitated briefly, then responded to her invitation with a slight squeeze.

Still a bit shy.

But he couldn’t not hold his girlfriend’s hand.

It felt really nice.

The fat guy and Murong Yue had made it to the door. They only locked the glass door outside yesterday, and there were no signs of damage; the outside was already breaking dawn, and the situation on the street was mostly visible.

Overall, it was terrible.

Infected individuals were everywhere, and the roads had turned into a mess; clearly, the chaos outside hadn’t stopped since they fled into the hotel yesterday, and the danger level now was likely much higher than yesterday.

Not to mention, the most conspicuous point was that the skin color of those infected had turned into a very disgusting dark purple, looking somewhat bloated, as if they had been soaked in water for some time—though not giant level, it was definitely a challenge for one’s sanity if looked at for too long.

“…This is even worse than zombies,” the fat guy said with a grim expression, “it’s more disgusting than zombies.”

“What’s important isn’t whether it’s disgusting,” Murong Yue retorted indifferently, “just that they look way more dangerous than yesterday.”

“Final stage of infection?” Ling Mo, who had just arrived, speculated, “Didn’t the system say yesterday that infected individuals would self-destruct after reaching the final stage?”

The fat guy looked even worse: “No way, if they explode, wouldn’t that splatter bile and fat everywhere?”

“……Now that you mention it, that’s disgusting.” Just thinking about that scene made even Murong Yue crumble.

Xia Xinyan was perhaps the calmest of the four; she silently assessed the situation outside for a moment before speaking up: “Given the current situation, it’s likely a bit difficult to pass through on the ground. Over ten kilometers… we can’t take that risk.”

The ground was presumably occupied by infected individuals; this game wasn’t meant to grant them an easy win. If a wave of undead were to arrive, given their current strength, they’d be a thousand percent wiped out.

“Then what do you think is a better way to go?” Murong Yue tilted her head to look at her.

Since she said that, she must have had a way to deal with it, right?

“Sewers.” Xia Xinyan directly provided the answer, “The navigation on my phone has the layout of the city’s sewer system.”

Such an illogical setting must be a little help from the game for them.

“There’s such a setting?” The fat guy’s expression suddenly turned strange, “Sewers… Tsk, has that zombie game vibe.”