Chapter 52

Chapter 52: OP Garlic (VI)

At about 3PM at Allerbmu Corp. Tower, Pan Feng and Hua Xiong had set out together with Lil Tan, leading the way to the top floor.

Inside the Tower, the elevator that ran directly to the fifty-second floor was unusable and the stairs for the emergency fire escape had already been blown up, but there were a few elevators which led to the other floors that were still working.[1]

They had to change elevators several times: riding from the first floor to the seventh, then from the seventh floor up three floors, once more transferring to another elevator on the tenth floor, and so on. After many detours, they finally fought their way to the forty-second floor.

Along their journey, they met with the assaults of their second mini-BOSS leveled monster. But in front of Pan and Huas fighting prowess, the BOSS only had the strength to ward off their attacks, it was completely unable to strike back. In under two to three minutes, it was just chopped up and left to flop on the floor. There was even less to discuss about those ordinary Blood Wolf Zombies; they were neatly dealt with just like cutting melons and dicing vegetables.

Following behind him, Lil Tan could be described as having eyes-wide open; he was gasping in amazement. As far as the fighting was concerned, there basically wasnt even any room for him to join in. He felt just like a mob boss bringing around two gold-medal, hired thugs to wipe out a place. The whole time his only role was to standby and watch.

These two big bros. in the staircase between the forty-second and the forty-third floor, Lil Tan could hold back no longer and asked, I mean, are you guys planning to kill your way from the ground floor to the top floor and then once again from the top floor back down?

Nay, certainly not, Hua Xiong replied, We mean to save that Doctor Ashford.[2]

Lil Tan blanked as he heard this. UhthatI dont know if its too late to say this but on the first floor I glanced at the building directory and the research facility is underground, not upstairs.

Its fair to say that since they had already killed their way up the 42nd floor only to hear someone tell them that they went wrong the wrong way that they retort with something like Why didnt you say so earlier?

But unexpectedly those two were still displaying calm and collected demeanors. Hua Xiong only turned around to chuckle, Ha ha, Little Brother. We too know that the research facility is underground. However, that Doctor Ashford may not necessarily be there, in the research facility, correct?

Lil Tan thought to himself, If Dr. Ashford isnt in the research facility then where would he even be? Its not like hed hide in the restrooms, right? Based on the conventional science fiction movie formula, after a virus outbreak, important research personnel like this guy would generally look for a relatively safe and isolated room/area to protect themselves. Afterwards they would look for a way to control the virus or call for help and such and such. The directory for this skyscraper only marked the top floor as Offices. If Dr. Ashford were really there, then Im afraid hed have been eaten a long time ago.

Though he had some doubts in his heart, Lil Tan did not speak them. In anycase, he didnt have to fight the monsters and only needed to follow behind these fighters. Even if moments later its proven that this was a wasted trip, at the very most hed just have to follow these two uncle as they murder their way all the way back down.

Several minutes earlier, Feng

Bujue had also smoothly arrived at the big building. Along the whole way he examined the wounds on the corpses hed passed, as well as the bloody footprints left behind and had basically already come to the conclusion that of the two people with Lil Tan, one used a heavy bladed weapon and the other used something that seemed to be like a pike or similar. Not only did these two have very powerful fighting abilities, but also against these little mobs they basically one-hit-killed them all.

Since the path ahead was cleared thanks to those threes impressive display, Feng Bujues trek forward was also a lot more carefree. By the time he reached the building, there were only very few monsters inside. He took a moment to look at the buildings directory and soon after headed right for the research laboratories underground. It didnt even cross their mind that the other three guys might be in the middle of rushing their way to the top floor. He just thought that his teammates would definitely have headed underground.

And so, after Feng Bujue found elevator in some random corridor that led to the basement, he got right on.

This elevator was quite spacious, and frankly, it was really similar to the Login area, except that there wasnt a mirror on the back wall nor was there a touchscreen on the side. There were some bloodstains inside, but contrary to expectations, there werent any corpses nor severed limbs. Since this elevator could only go from the first floor to research labs downstairs, the elevator panel only had five or six buttons. Feng Bujue hit the basement level button, then the close door button, and soon after the elevator began to move.

Based off their successes he saw earlier, he believed that it would be highly difficult for monsters like the Blood Wolf to escape from the clutches of the Pan Hua duo in such a confined space. But his hand clenched around his pipe wrench anyway to ward against the minute chance that a few stragglers that might jump him the moment elevator doors open.

Right as the elevator doors opened the sudden sound of a zombie cry caught Feng Bujue somewhat off guard. But right as one arm shot through the gap in the door, another followed.

Before the door even fully opened, three or four zombies had already rushed in, shoving at each other to be the first one in. He looked behind them, and crammed in the corridor beyond the doors were about twenty to thirty monsters. Most of them wore white coats or security uniforms but they groaned while saliva dripped from their mouths. Their bodies emitted the foul odor of rotting corpses.

Although Feng Bujue was caught by this unexpected onslaught, his subsequent response was still just as calm and befitting as always. At once, he bit into the piece of garlic that he had been keeping in his mouth while he brought out his kitchen knife, raising the blade to match the pipe wrench he wielded in his other hand. Straight away he went after the head of the closest monster.

After quickly dispatching several monsters, he noticed one alarming thing: the monsters currently throwing themselves at him were just normal zombies, they lacked the distinct pale faces, sharp fangs, and even werewolf fur.

The most critical thing wasthey werent afraid of garlic!

This abrupt and unforeseen situation put Feng Bujue at a huge disadvantage. He expected there to be but a few monsters and never thought that there would be this many; he even got himself stuck in an elevator and forced to retreat into this small and narrow area he couldnt actually retreat into. Even more worrisome was that the garlic lost its deterrent effect, and these normal zombies here underground were even faster than the Blood Wolf Zombies above ground and were no different in strength and speed to that of normal humans.

Feng Bujue already used upSlowing Quicksandin the previous Scenario. He used the item on Roderick Ushers ghost to stop the surprise attack from all those objects. So now, he basically had no other means (to protect himself).

If he were a normal person whod been trapped in an elevator by over twenty zombies, then unfortunately the best conclusion would beif the situation allowed itto take a gun and commit suicide.

But Feng Bujue didnt even have the time to pull out his gun now, both his hands were swinging his melee weapons incessantly while he relied on the passive effect ofCerebral Concussionto barely maintain his current position. But the outstretched arms of the monsters and the limitations from the size of the elevator made it incredibly difficult for him to get a headshot with every swing.

And unsurprisingly, he was bitten not long after and not just once either. The feeling of pain wasnt particularly intense, but he knew that he was probably infected already.

When he finished clearing through all the zombies before him, Feng Bujue stepped into the hallway. Piled behind him were the bodies of over twenty dead zombies; a bloodbath. He examined the wounds on his bodyhis arm, his leg, each had two bites for four places in total.

Apart from some sensitive areas and the clothing and items around them, it was possible for a players clothing to be damaged. As long as the damaged area was less than 10% of the entire article of clothing, the System would not repair or rather it would delay in repairing it. As a result, Feng Bujues sleeve and the pant leg on his calf, were both exposed, revealing wounds he got from the zombie bites.

Furthermore, his Status beside his Health displayedInfectedwhich just directly confirmed that hed been infected.

Feng Bujue gave a sigh, took out the Winchester from inventory, loaded it, and continued forward. Why this research lab had normal zombies he didnt have an answer for yet, but he knew that it would take some time to change after being infected. Before he felt flu-like fever or other such symptoms, he still had some time that he could take advantage of.

He wanted to try and look for a cure (or something of the like) in the research lab while investigating whether Lil Tan and the other two were here or not. If they werent here, then that meant those three punks headed for the upper levels of the tower for some unfathomable reason; if they were here, then there must be some reason behind the onslaught in front of the elevator.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the munitions store.

Atobe-sama and Lil Name simply went and moved a big sofa and lined it up in the middle of the street. The two sat on it and used the slowly encroaching Blood Wolf Zombies in the distance as target practice.

Of course, all fun and games aside, they still maintained a dose of precaution. After all, with their marksmanship in mind, getting a headshot from such a long distance was still quite challenging. So every so often, the two of them would both go over to every zombie that had its legs blasted or struck down to see if theyd were completely dead; if they werent dead then theyd serve it a nice big headshot.

The guns in the munitions store were basically all interchangeably usable by F (ranked users). The prerequisite to equip them were even lower than the ones for the M1911A1 that Feng Bujue picked up when he was level 5. Clearly in these kinds of Scenarios those at Level 10 or higher had their restrictions on firearms lowered. Those who had yet to unlock the Shooting Proficiency would then have even more chances to unlock this proficiency.

Hey, whats that look like to you? Lil Name suddenly noticed a somewhat strange silhouette in the distance.

Atobe-sama who was looking out in a different direction, turn his head around at the question and gave a glance, Is ita player?

The silhouettes movement was obviously not like a zombie which was why it caught Lil Names attention. Along with her slow approach, the two were now able to see a bit more clearly.

She was a young woman, lithe and graceful, with long hair hanging to the shoulders, an elegant and pure oval face, skin was smooth and pale, eyes bright and clear, a charming nose and a petite mouth. She wore a black tuxedo. Her clothes clung tightly to her body, leaving nothing to the imagination and showing off her slim and delicate figure which contrasted well with her full and taut breasts.

In anycase, her clothes are definitely not the Systems default ones. said Lil Name.

Hmmakes sense, and looking at her appearance I dont think shed choose a name like Matchless General Pan Feng or Hua Xiong Beheader of Thousands, said Atobe. That Feng Bujue told us earlier that Wang Tanzhi was his friend and also a male player so there shouldnt be a female player in this Scenario.

She doesnt look like a monster to me, maybe an NPC? replied Lil Name.

Then just try interact with it. Atobe-sama raised the TMP in his hand, aimed it at the beautiful woman, and yelled, Halt! Who are you?

She didnt answer but gave a smile, and a few moments later her smile quickly morphed into a smirk and fangs slid out of her mouth at the same time.

Footnotes:

[1]I dont know how many people go to fancy places with fancy elevators, but there are elevators which go straight to specific floors without stopping at any of the others.

[2]In case my attempts have not been clear, these guys talk in like old Chinese. I think Im failing at converting it to Ye Olde English here. Newt has tried.