Old Acquaintance

[Basic Information]

Nickname: Zhong Yexue

Title: None

Level: Level 0

No wonder this face seemed familiar.

She was someone he had met in the later days of the Doomsday Game.

Zhong Yexue.

The owner of the hidden class—Divine Physician.

Lin Zhiluo remembered her so clearly because he had wanted to get the scar on his face treated.

Back then, he had sought Zhong Yexue out full of hope, only to be told without mercy that the scar involved his soul and couldn't be repaired.

Later, Lin Zhiluo had suffered several serious injuries, and he had gone to Zhong Yexue for treatment then, too.

But he hadn't met Zhong Yexue until the later days of the Doomsday Game.

By then, everyone had been through the ravages of the apocalypse.

Zhong Yexue's face and bearing had been very different from how they were now.

That was why Lin Zhiluo hadn't recognized her at once just by looking at her face.

Fate was truly strange.

On the second day after the apocalypse began, he had actually run into someone he knew.

Still, Lin Zhiluo didn't have any particular thoughts about Zhong Yexue.

Even if Zhong Yexue offered him her hidden class—Divine Physician—Lin Zhiluo wouldn't want it.

In Lin Zhiluo's view, only strength gave you a voice.

Being a Divine Physician certainly earned you respect, and you didn't have to worry much about your life.

But, to put it plainly, you were just a tool.

Without strength, you could even end up dead at someone else's hands at any moment.

That was nowhere near as satisfying as the freedom of being a Phantom.

As for the other three, Lin Zhiluo gave them a quick once-over, too.

They were all perfectly ordinary people, and all were Level 0. They hadn't even killed a single zombie.

Lin Zhiluo raised his hand to check his watch. It was already 8:30.

The zombies outside had long since received the nighttime boost to their attributes and become terrifyingly powerful.

Everyone in the infirmary could hear the zombies stirring outside.

That meant it was time for the long-awaited feast!

Lin Zhiluo pulled a thick stack of cards out of his Storage Space.

He casually drew four.

Well, meat and vegetables, wine and meat—everything was covered.

Lin Zhiluo walked over to a desk and activated the cards.

In an instant, several exquisite dishes appeared on the desk.

They looked and smelled delicious, and were sure to taste just as good.

The three people huddled in the corner immediately widened their eyes.

They had watched Lin Zhiluo move around, thinking he was about to do something.

They had never imagined that he could take a few cards, fiddle with them, and make a whole table of food appear.

And the dishes looked delicious. They smelled incredible, too.

"Gurgle~" The little nurse's stomach helpfully rumbled.

As if he hadn't heard, Lin Zhiluo took off his mask.

Then he picked up the Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl and dug in, eating and drinking to his heart's content.

The little nurse struggled to swallow. Her eyes kept shifting between Lin Zhiluo and the food.

She couldn't tell whether she was more tempted by Lin Zhiluo's handsome face or the delicious-looking dishes.

The two repairmen stared fixedly at the food, their loud swallows even more audible than the little nurse's.

Even Zhong Yexue, the calmest of them all, couldn't resist the temptation of good food.

There was no helping it. More than twenty-four hours had passed since the Doomsday Game descended last night.

They had managed to replenish their energy with glucose and other medicines from the infirmary.

But who could resist food that looked this delicious?

Still, nobody dared make a move—not even to speak.

The bloody scene of Lin Zhiluo killing that young man was still fresh in their minds.

Who knew if this powerful man might chop them down the moment something displeased him?

Finally, after Lin Zhiluo had devoured half the food on the desk, Zhong Yexue couldn't hold back any longer.

Zhong Yexue slowly stepped forward and spoke in the gentlest voice she could manage. "Where did you get this food? Is there any chance we could get some, too?"

Hooked.

That was right. He had put the food on display to draw the four of them in.

Even so, his expression remained calm.

Only after taking a sip of the rich abalone sauce soup beside him did Lin Zhiluo look up at Zhong Yexue.

"You want some?" Lin Zhiluo asked.

Zhong Yexue nodded.

The three people behind her nodded too, like chicks pecking at rice.

"Simple. Just help me with one thing," Lin Zhiluo said casually.

Zhong Yexue hurriedly replied, "Tell me. What do you need?"

"It's simple." Lin Zhiluo took two sheets of paper out of his Storage Space.

"These sheets list some medicines I need. You and the little nurse can find them for me and pack them all up."

"This sheet lists some small items I need. All four of you can work on making them tonight. I'll leave at six tomorrow morning, and I'll give you food based on how much you've made before I go."

Lin Zhiluo explained.

This was his real purpose.

He could leave the medicines to the two professionals, which would be more reassuring.

As for the small items, they were things like the thick cloth with suction cups that Lin Zhiluo had hung on the door.

In short, they were all useful for surviving the apocalypse ahead.

Lin Zhiluo could make these things himself, too.

But rather than waste the time, he could rest more and kill plenty of zombies.

It was better to spend a little food and have these people make them for him.

The two repairmen stepped forward to look over the sheets.

Lin Zhiluo asked, "What do you think? Can you make these things?"

"Sure. Our tool kits are right here, and these will be easy to make." One of the repairmen nodded and pointed to the corner.

Lin Zhiluo glanced at the tool kits in the corner and nodded, satisfied.

Then he took out [a piece of specially shaped iron], [a pullable thin wire]...

And a pile of cards that could be used as materials.

He activated the cards and left the materials for the repairmen to use.

"Since that's settled, get to work. Try to work through the night. I'm going to sleep. Remember to come find me for food at six tomorrow morning." Once Lin Zhiluo had finished assigning tasks, he yawned and walked into the infusion room.