Zhao Xun had suspected as much before, so confirming it now came as no surprise.
He stood up and inspected the cabinet filled with all kinds of chemicals, then took out the ones whose labels he understood and mixed up a jar of poison.
Although he rarely needed to rely on poison to kill anyone these days, there was no such thing as having too many weapons. They would come in handy eventually.
He might as well use this opportunity to replenish his dwindling supply of poison.
Zhao Xun carried the jar into the bedroom on the second floor and handed it to Xiao Jiang.
Xiao Jiang looked bewildered. "This..."
"Poison," Zhao Xun answered honestly, then added, "I could really use this. Could you give it to me?"
Still bewildered, Xiao Jiang nevertheless nodded reflexively. "...Of course. Of course you can have it."
"Thank you." Zhao Xun thanked him politely and took the jar back.
Only after completing the process of having an NPC voluntarily give him something did Zhao Xun feel comfortable putting the jar of poison into his Storage Slot.
Xiao Jiang still looked bewildered, unable to figure out what had just happened.
Could poison kill zombies?
Strictly speaking, zombies were a kind of corpse, weren't they? Poison shouldn't work on them, right?
Wait, this poison wasn't even his. Why did he have to give it away?
Zhao Xun could have just taken it.
They didn't even know who originally owned this villa. In an apocalypse, they should make the most of anything they could get their hands on to survive.
Hmm... the villa's original owner...
Xiao Jiang frowned slightly.
Suddenly, fragmented images flashed through his mind.
But they passed too quickly for him to grasp any of them.
He only had a vague sense that something was