Greed

"Beep, Epic Equipment Soul-Devouring Hand detected and bound..\nＣＯＭ dropped after the target dies."

"Beep, Doomsday Equipment Ring of Judgment (Space Ring) detected and bound. Dropped after the target dies."

His pupils contracted violently, and his heart pounded.

A powerful wave of greed surged through him, but Yu Shihao fought to suppress his impulse to snatch the equipment.

Unlike the others, who still had little understanding of the Doomsday Game,

his intelligence was not low. He enjoyed playing games and reading novels in his spare time, so he accepted the Doomsday Game far more quickly than these middle-aged people.

The first time he touched an ordinary object, he had keenly discovered that the Doomsday Game contained equipment.

Since equipment was not exactly a secret, he also learned about the various equipment grades.

They were actually Epic and Doomsday-grade equipment!

Even without seeing their attributes, he knew how ridiculously powerful these two pieces of equipment must be.

Seeing Wen Ya holding Lin An in her arms, he could not stop jealousy from rising in his heart.

Why should you, also a Player, have powerful equipment, overwhelming strength, and a beauty in your arms, while I can only flee from Zombies like a dog?

Kill him!

Kill Lin An! Take the equipment!

Killing Intent began to grow within him, and Yu Shihao reluctantly moved his hand away from the ring.

His breathing quickened.

As long as I get the equipment, I'll have power too!

Not only that.

He rose to his feet and secretly glanced at Wen Ya's chest, his throat bobbing.

Wen Ya had hurried downstairs in a short-sleeved shirt and hot pants. Her figure was curvaceous, and years of regular exercise had given her an excellent physique.

Her long ponytail added a touch of heroic vigor to her naturally youthful air.

As the former belle of H City's literature department, Wen Ya's beauty went without saying.

Damn it, this is the kind of woman I want.

He suddenly thought of Wang Fang, who had died on the eighth floor, and irritation filled his heart.

Compared with Wen Ya, his former "girlfriend" was like heaven and earth apart.

The venomous look in Wang Fang's eyes before her death caused him to wake from nightmares every night.

Damn it, that ugly bitch wasn't just hideous.

She was stupid enough to get herself killed, and still interrupted my sweet dreams!

Kill Lin An.

Not only will his power be mine, his woman will be mine too!

He could not help imagining the might he would display after obtaining the equipment, then pictured the icy-faced Wen Ya panting delicately beneath him.

"Wen Ya, you don't have to worry too much. Brother Lin, he.."

Yu Shihao casually offered a few words of comfort, while his right hand reached toward Wen Ya as if possessed, intending to put an arm around her shoulder and console her.

When can you move a woman most easily? When she's helpless!

He was confident that this trick never failed.

"Swish."

What greeted him was not a warm body, but the blade of an axe.

Wen Ya pointed the axe blade at him, her expression cold as she stared at Yu Shihao, who appeared to be acting out of kindness.

Her gaze was wary.

"You don't need to worry about me. Stay away from me."

Yu Shihao gave an awkward laugh and spread his hands to show that he meant nothing else.

Damn it, that bitch.

I'll put you in my bed no matter what.

"I'll go find some food for Brother Lin and Brother Zhang."

He turned and left, letting out a sigh as if he were somewhat heartbroken.

Second floor, 204.

Wen Ya silently watched Lin An, who remained unconscious, her brows lowered.

It had already been three days since Zhang Tie had brought Lin An back, yet neither of them showed the slightest sign of waking.

Second Uncle and Old Huang were nearby, soothing the sobbing You Wei.

At the door, several middle-aged men held half a bottle of water and some leftover biscuits, looking displeased.

"Well, Second Uncle, it's not like we want to do anything."

"There isn't much water or food left. Take it if you want it. If you don't, then there really won't be any."

The people behind them had found Iron Chains to lock the door. Fearing that there would not be enough, they had even brought over the chains originally used to tether dogs.

"Exactly. They still haven't woken up. What if they turn into Zombies later? Why waste food on them?"

The crowd muttered among themselves. The longer it went on, the more uneasy they became.

With the people on Wen Ya and Zhang Tie's side insisting, Lin An was forcibly fed a large amount of medicine.

In their eyes, Lin An had somehow not yet turned into a Zombie, but he could not hold on for much longer.

Perhaps some kind of medicine had only taken effect temporarily, briefly suppressing the virus.

After all, if it really worked, why had he still not woken up?

Who knew whether Lin An would turn into a Zombie the next second?

"In my opinion, we never should've let him come up in the first place!"

"He's made us all anxious. I haven't slept well for two days!"

An older middle-aged woman stood behind the crowd with her hands on her hips and shouted:

"We don't owe him anything! It's not like we asked him to kill Zombies!"

"Exactly. To put it bluntly, he just happened to do it. He didn't really come to save us."

With Lin An and Zhang Tie unconscious and no Martial Power from the two of them to intimidate them, the crowd was no longer afraid.

More and more people gathered. As everyone came to their senses, some even suggested throwing them out of the building.

Even if they were bound with chains, it would still be a huge risk.

Wen Ya turned around and stared coldly at the people entering the room.

These people came to make a scene every day, but today they were even more aggressive.

The crowd was worked into a frenzy. Egged on by Director Wang's group, many people carried Steel Pipes and axes, intending to throw Lin An out by force.

"Anyone who comes over dies."

Wen Ya picked up the Fire Axe beside her with both hands. Her slender body looked completely out of place with the axe in her hands.

The crowd snickered.

"Little girl, can you even lift that axe?"

"I'm telling you, this is all the food we have.."

A tattooed man stepped out from the crowd. As one of the few strong men in the hotel, many people had followed him when they lost hope of relying on Lin An.

"Isn't it a waste to give it to these people who are nearly dead?"

He pulled a Military Energy Bar from his pocket, broke it into pieces, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Damn, this thing tastes awful."

Wen Ya's fingers tightened around the axe handle until they turned pale.

The military ration in the man's hand had been left for her by Lin An before he left.

Judging from this, the food in her room had probably all been dug out.

"Give me back the food."

Lin An's breathing was weak, and he remained unconscious.

Unlike the others, who believed that Lin An's coma was caused by his struggle against the Zombie Virus,

she had encountered equipment on the first day, just like Yu Shihao.

Through the System's notifications and her observations, she had keenly noticed that the black Glove on Lin An's hand would occasionally draw some inexplicable energy from his body.

Only a little more was needed to fill the crimson patterns on the Glove.

Based on her analysis, Lin An had probably fallen unconscious because the Glove kept draining his energy, and he had no energy replenishment.

"Give it back?"

"Finders keepers!"

"You want it? Sure. Have a nice chat with your big brother here, and I don't mind giving you a little more."

The tattooed man leered obscenely, his eyes roaming over Wen Ya.

On the second day after Zhang Tie returned, Director Wang had joined forces with him to collect all the food in the hotel.

It was distributed according to need each day, but as for what counted as need—

the tattooed man gave a cold laugh.

Last night, he had used a bucket of instant noodles to take advantage of a Young Woman who had gone hungry for two days. It had felt great.

"Aren't you afraid that Brother Zhang will wake up and settle the score with you?"

Second Uncle braced himself against the wall and straightened up, glaring angrily at the tattooed man.

Zhang Tie's condition was much better than Lin An's. A day earlier, he had even made a sound.

Unlike the wounds caused by Zombies that could be seen on Lin An, aside from his previously severed arm, his body was completely unharmed.

The tattooed man chuckled lightly, though a trace of apprehension flashed through his eyes.

If he had not been worried that Zhang Tie might wake up, and if these people had not been protecting Lin An, he would have already found a way to throw Lin An out with Director Wang.

"Beautiful Wen, why bother protecting someone who's about to die?"

"Maybe he'll turn into a Zombie the next second!"

"Why not follow your big brother here and enjoy the good life?"

"Besides, I'll definitely treat you better than he does."

The tattooed man gave an amused smile, then deliberately thrust his lower body forward.

Without caring about Wen Ya's reaction, he led the crowd away.

"Bang."

The door shut, and the sound of Iron Chains came from outside.

"They locked the door!?"

Old Huang hurried to the door. Outside, the people were wrapping Iron Chains around it, one loop after another.

Wen Ya said nothing. The expression she had been forcing herself to maintain turned desolate and helpless.

In her arms, Lin An's once-healthy body had become emaciated, his face gray and pale.

Wake up soon, Lin An.

I really don't know what to do anymore..

Wen Ya silently softened her own portion of food in her mouth before feeding it to Lin An, then carefully covered his right hand.

At this point, all the food for the five people in the room had been given to Lin An and Zhang Tie, leaving everyone hungry.

Everyone knew perfectly well that the situation would be reversed as soon as either Zhang Tie or Lin An woke up.

As for the Bandaged Girl lying in the corner, she had awakened on her own the second day.

But no matter what anyone asked her, she did not respond. Every day, she simply closed her eyes and remained motionless like a corpse.

She did not even eat.

"Sister Wen Ya, you haven't eaten anything for two days. Why don't you eat mine.."

Zhang Youwei wiped the tears from her face and approached Wen Ya, holding out half a piece of chocolate marked with tooth impressions.

Wen Ya shook her head slightly, patted her, and smiled.

"No need. Keep it for yourself."

"Is Brother Lin An about to die? His face looks more and more frightening."

You Wei timidly glanced at Lin An's sunken cheeks, her eyes filled with worry.

"No."

Wen Ya shook her head firmly, her fingers stroking Lin An's cheek.

"He'll wake up very soon!"