Crack.
The safe room's iron door slammed shut behind them, cutting off the tide-like howls of zombies outside.
After the epic mishap known as "Tai Tan Throws a Cola," this refugee group composed of Douluo Continent's strongest fighters finally stumbled through the second stage and entered the safe room inside the mall.
Yet no one felt relieved.
"Blood... I need blood..."
Di Tian looked at the screen, where his vision had turned a dark, bloody red—the near-death state that came with health below 30%.
It was not just him. Niu Tian and Tai Tan, the two elders responsible for tanking enemies at the front, were also hovering at critical health.
"Huo Yuhao, give this one your medkit." Di Tian turned and held out his hand to Huo Yuhao as if it were only natural.
Huo Yuhao was busy bandaging the critically wounded Wang Dong and did not even look up. "Senior Di Tian, I used my medkit on Senior Tai Tan back on the road. I don't have one either."
"Then who does?" Di Tian looked around, his gaze settling on Snow Empress.
Snow Empress was carrying the team's last medkit on her back.
"Hand it over." Di Tian was not polite about it. Although Snow Empress did not live in the Star Dou Great Forest, he was still the Beast God of Douluo Continent. Surely she had to show him some respect.
But this was Left 4 Dead.
"Get lost."
Snow Empress did not even spare him a glance as she dressed Ice Empress's wounds. "It's for Bing'er."
"You..." Di Tian choked on his words, his draconic dignity enraged. "This one lost health covering for all of you!"
"You lost health because you charged into the horde to steal kills and got mobbed." Snow Empress coldly drove the knife