I Am Truly a Good Person

Lin Zhiluo did not speak; he hated it when people pointed knives at him.

So, he reached out his right hand and seized the hand that had emerged from the darkness.

Then, with a forceful twist, he rotated that hand a full 180 degrees!

Just as the person in the darkness was about to lose their mind from the intense pain and open their mouth to scream, Lin Zhiluo pulled a rag directly from his storage space and stuffed it into the person's mouth with his left hand.

At that very moment, the knife was about to fall to the floor.

Once the knife hit the ground, that crisp clatter would definitely alert the zombies outside the infirmary.

Therefore, Lin Zhiluo's leg moved.

First, he tapped the blade of the knife with his foot, kicking it from a vertical falling position into a horizontal one.

Immediately after, he placed his right foot on the ground to precisely catch the horizontal knife.

Crisis averted.

Lin Zhiluo released the person whose wrist he had just broken.

Then, he lifted his right foot, flicked the knife into the air, and caught it with ease.

"Remember this: being alert is fine, but you've provoked someone you can't afford to offend," Lin Zhiluo said calmly.

The knife flipped back and forth in his hand thoughtfully, like a dancing butterfly.

Inside the dark infirmary, heavy breathing could be heard from several corners.

There was also one person with a rag stuffed in their mouth, capable only of emitting muffled wails.

Lin Zhiluo turned around and pulled a piece of reinforced thick cloth from his storage space.

This thick cloth was covered in numerous suction cups.

These were all practical "doomsday gadgets" that Lin Zhiluo had made in his spare time.

Lin Zhiluo stuck the thick cloth onto the infirmary door.

He completely covered the glass window on the upper half.

Then he looked around and found no other places where light could leak out.

"Turn on the lights," Lin Zhiluo commanded.

At first, no one responded, but after a moment, a female voice spoke up: "If we turn on the lights, it will attract the zombies."

"Didn't you see that I've already covered the door? Turn on the lights!" Lin Zhiluo retorted.

"But..." the woman was about to continue.

The light was already switched on.

The environment inside the infirmary was now visible to Lin Zhiluo.

The woman who had just said "but" was sitting on the floor, wearing a nurse's uniform.

The one who had just turned on the light was a female doctor in a white coat.

Lin Zhiluo glanced at her twice, lost in thought.

There were also two men sitting on an examination bed.

They looked quite honest, and their clothes had the word "Maintenance" written on them.

They were clearly maintenance workers.

The nurse and the two maintenance workers were all looking at Lin Zhiluo with fearful eyes.

After all, Lin Zhiluo had given them such a terrifying show of force the moment he appeared.

Only the female doctor seemed to remain calm.

Oh, right.

I almost forgot, there was also a young man on the floor, twisting his body in pain.

He was the one who had just tried to threaten Lin Zhiluo with a dagger.

The young man still had the rag in his mouth and was glaring at Lin Zhiluo with venomous eyes.

This hateful gaze was like a venomous snake, waiting for any opportunity to strike back!

Along with the gaze came a trace of killing intent; how could such killing intent escape the keen perception of Lin Zhiluo?

He bent down and looked at the young man on the floor.

During his ten years in the apocalypse, he had seen this look many times!

Even if such people seemed insignificant, they could jump out and stab you in the back at a critical moment.

Lin Zhiluo had witnessed countless people suffer a fatal stab wound simply because they were soft-hearted.

"Tell me, why did you have to act so arrogant?"

"Let me teach you: in the apocalypse, never look at others with eyes full of resentment, because..."

Lin Zhiluo raised the small knife in his hand and plunged it straight into the young man's neck.

"That will get you killed!"

The young man's body stopped trembling.

His pupils began to dilate.

He never dreamed that after narrowly escaping the zombies, he would end up dying by Lin Zhiluo's blade.

However, with the young man's death, another dagger he had been hiding in his hand was revealed to everyone.

As it turned out, he had been planning to ambush Lin Zhiluo with that second dagger all along.

The entire infirmary felt as if it had been frozen solid.

None of the four people present had expected that this man wearing a cyan mask would actually kill the young man!

The young nurse sitting on the floor looked at the young man's corpse and began to tremble in fear.

Subconsciously, she opened her mouth, about to let out a scream.

Lin Zhiluo looked toward the young nurse.

The eyes beneath the mask were calm and ripple-free.

But every hair on the young nurse's body stood on end instantly.

This was the instinctive stress response of a human facing something terrifying.

The young nurse realized that if she let out a sound, this masked man would kill her immediately.

However, the overwhelming fear made it impossible for the young nurse to control herself.

So, she grabbed a piece of gauze and stuffed it into her own mouth, ensuring she wouldn't make a sound.

The two maintenance workers nearby were also shivering all over, their honest faces filled with terror.

But they, too, did not dare to make a sound.

Only the female doctor, who was still standing by the light switch, remained silent, though her eyes betrayed her panic.

Lin Zhiluo stood up.

The killing intent that had permeated the entire infirmary dissipated instantly.

Everyone shuddered in unison.

Only then did they realize that in just over ten seconds, they had been scared into a cold sweat.

"Everyone, don't get the wrong idea; I'm a good person." Lin Zhiluo spread his hands, feigning innocence.

You're a good person?

Then everyone else present must be a peerless saint.

Everyone muttered to themselves in their hearts.

"You all saw it; he was the one who provoked me first, and I only fought back out of necessity."

"I am a very 'reasonable' person. As long as everyone gets along, nothing will happen," Lin Zhiluo said innocently.

The infirmary fell into a dead silence.

No one believed a word Lin Zhiluo said.

This was truly a bit awkward.

Finally, the female doctor coughed, breaking the silence.

"Uh, that person deserved it; we all saw it." The female doctor said this without a blush or a skip in her heartbeat.

The others nodded one after another, expressing their agreement.

"That's good then," Lin Zhiluo said.

After speaking, he took two steps forward, intending to find a spot to rest.

As Lin Zhiluo moved, the two maintenance workers who had been sitting on the examination bed immediately jumped up in fright.

The young nurse sitting on the floor also hurriedly scrambled backward.

Lin Zhiluo couldn't be bothered to pay them any more mind; he found a relatively comfortable office chair, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest.

He had been on the move and fighting all day, and he was truly exhausted.

That included the battle at the Ping Pong Hall tonight.

Although Lin Zhiluo had managed to take on seventeen people at once—a feat ordinary people wouldn't even dare to imagine—he still wasn't very satisfied.

If he had been at full strength as he was in the morning, he definitely could have done better!

The infirmary fell quiet once again.

Lin Zhiluo, who had his eyes closed, suddenly spoke up: "Clean up this corpse and the blood."

When the big boss gave an order, who would dare to disobey?

The female doctor and the nurse began to set about cleaning up the bloodstains.

The two maintenance workers moved the corpse elsewhere and wrapped it up in a bedsheet.

Only after they had finished their work did Lin Zhiluo open his eyes.

He fixed his gaze upon the female doctor.

Then, he began to check her basic information.