The Wastelanders' yearning to climb higher and their desire for a comfortable life—could they really overcome their fear of the Infected?
Cheng Ye had no answer.
But he felt that as long as Xingfu City's High Level hadn't given up the fight, the mighty Sanctuary City that ruled over Shi Province still had a chance of surviving this disaster.
"The Starfish Infected aren't very strong. Their defense has more than doubled, but humans aren't as tough as Mutated Beasts. Their base defense may only be 1–2, so even doubled, it'd only be 2–4—not even as high as some Mutated Beasts' starting defense."
"And their strength and constitution only go up by twenty percent. Factor in the thirty percent speed penalty, and they'd be nothing to fear if not for their ability to infect through contact."
On the way to the bus stop, Cheng Ye mulled over the figures again and again, constantly imagining how he might deal with the Infected.
For ordinary people, facing a Starfish Infected without a Protective Suit—which they couldn't afford to buy—was undoubtedly extremely risky.
Once infected, the surrounding environment would be in the Infection Source's ideal parasitic state, and the infection would progress exponentially. Even if they took Epidemic Prevention Powder immediately, the chance of success wouldn't reach one hundred percent.
But he was different. As long as he got the gear and didn't take reckless risks, the danger would be completely manageable!
"Marksmanship!"
"Combat techniques!"
"I have to get those two skills as soon as possible, replace Beast Intuition, and prepare for battle!"
Fear came from the unknown, from guesses and imagined horrors.
But Xingfu City's deep-rooted strength was like a sharp blade, cutting through the haze and dispelling the dread in people's hearts.
Since there was no way to leave, they'd have to