Old Acquaintance

[Basic Information]

Nickname: Zhong Yexue

Title: None

Level: 0

Sure enough, he had felt like he had seen this face somewhere before.

It turned out to be someone he had met during the later stages of the Doomsday Game.

Zhong Yexue.

The owner of the hidden class—Divine Physician.

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

Back then, after finding Zhong Yexue full of anticipation, he was ruthlessly told that the scar involved his soul and could not be repaired at all.

However, later on, Lin Zhiluo had suffered several serious injuries and sought out Zhong Yexue for treatment as well.

But he had only met Zhong Yexue during the later stages of the apocalypse.

At that time, who hadn't been ravaged by the end of the world?

Back then, Zhong Yexue's face and temperament were vastly different from how they were now.

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

Fate is truly quite wondrous.

To think that on the second day of the apocalypse, he would actually run into an acquaintance.

However, Lin Zhiluo didn't have any particular thoughts regarding Zhong Yexue.

Even if Zhong Yexue's hidden class—Divine Physician—were offered to Lin Zhiluo, he wouldn't want it.

In Lin Zhiluo's philosophy, only those with strength have the right to speak.

Being a Divine Physician is indeed respected, and there is little danger to one's life.

But, to put it bluntly, you are just a tool.

Without strength, you could even die at the hands of others at any moment.

How could that compare to the freedom of his own Phantom class, which was so much more satisfying?

As for the remaining three people, Lin Zhiluo also took a rough look at them.

They were all very ordinary people, and all were level 0, having not even killed a single zombie.

Lin Zhiluo raised his hand to check his watch; the time had already reached 8:30.

The zombies outside had long since received the attribute bonuses of the night, becoming terrifyingly abnormal.

Everyone inside the infirmary could hear the sounds of the zombies becoming active.

Well then, the long-awaited feast segment had arrived!

Lin Zhiluo pulled a thick stack of cards out of his storage space.

He randomly drew four of them.

Whoa, a mix of meat and vegetables, with both wine and food.

Lin Zhiluo walked over to an office desk and activated the cards directly.

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

The dishes were colorful, fragrant, and delicious, making one's mouth water.

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

They had just been watching Lin Zhiluo move about, thinking he was going to do something.

They never expected that after fiddling with a few cards, he would conjure up a table full of dishes.

Moreover, these dishes looked delicious, and the aroma was incredibly fragrant.

"Gurgle, gurgle~" The little nurse's stomach growled in perfect coordination.

Lin Zhiluo acted as if he hadn't heard it and took off his mask.

Then, he picked up the Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl and began to eat and drink heartily.

The little nurse swallowed hard, her eyes darting between Lin Zhiluo and the food.

It was hard to tell if she was craving Lin Zhiluo's handsome face or the exquisite meal.

The two maintenance workers kept their eyes glued to the food, the sound of them swallowing their saliva even louder than the little nurse's.

Even the calmest of them all, Zhong Yexue, could not resist the temptation of the delicious food.

There was no helping it; from the moment the Doomsday Game descended last night until now, more than 24 hours had passed.

Although they had relied on glucose and other supplies in the infirmary to replenish their energy, who could resist such delicious food when they saw it?

However, no one present dared to act rashly, nor did they even dare to speak.

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

Who knew if this big shot might just hack them down if they happened to displease him?

Finally, after Lin Zhiluo had swept through half of the dishes on the table like a whirlwind, Zhong Yexue could no longer hold back.

Zhong Yexue walked forward slowly and spoke in the gentlest tone she had ever used in her life: "Where did you get this food? I was wondering if we might have a chance to obtain some."

Lin Zhiluo thought to himself, She's hooked.

That's right; the reason he had displayed the gourmet food was precisely to attract the attention of these four people.

However, he still maintained a calm expression on his face.

After taking a sip of the abalone sauce soup beside him, Lin Zhiluo finally looked up at Zhong Yexue.

"You want to eat, right?" Lin Zhiluo said.

Zhong Yexue nodded.

The three people behind her also nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

"It's very simple; just do one thing for me," Lin Zhiluo said indifferently.

Zhong Yexue hurriedly asked, "Tell us, what is it?"

"It's quite simple." Lin Zhiluo took two sheets of paper out of his storage space.

"This paper lists some medicines I need. You and that young nurse find them for me, then pack them all up."

"This other sheet of paper lists some small items I need. The four of you will work hard to make these things tonight. I'm leaving at six tomorrow morning, and before I go, I'll give you food based on how much you've produced."

Lin Zhiluo explained.

This was his true objective.

Leaving the medicine to the two professionals would be much more reliable.

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

In short, they were all items that would be very helpful for survival in the apocalypse later on.

Lin Zhiluo could make these things himself.

However, rather than wasting that time, he could kill quite a few zombies in the time it would take to rest.

It was better to spend a little food to have these people help make them.

The two maintenance workers also stepped forward to examine the papers at this time.

Lin Zhiluo asked, "Well, can these things be made?"

"We can do it. Our toolkits are all right here, and they are simple to make." One of the maintenance workers nodded, gesturing toward the corner.

Lin Zhiluo looked at the toolkits in the corner and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he took out [a piece of specially shaped iron], [a thin string that can be pulled]...

A pile of cards that could serve as materials.

He activated these cards and left them for the maintenance workers to use as supplies.

"Since that's the case, get to work. It would be best if you pull an all-nighter. I'm going to sleep now; remember to find me at six tomorrow morning to collect your food." After arranging everything, Lin Zhiluo yawned and walked into the infusion room.