It's Actually Quite Good

When Mu Rufeng arrived at the vending machine, it finally reacted.

"Don't, don't come any closer!" the vending machine shrieked in terror.

Mu Rufeng ignored it and helped the vending machine up from the ground.

"That was just the first punch, there are two more coming," Mu Rufeng said, positioning the vending machine and raising his right hand again.

"No, don't do it, boss, let's talk this out properly, this is a civilized society now," the vending machine quickly said.

"You're right, it is a civilized society, but you don't seem like a civilized person," Mu Rufeng said calmly.

"Civilized? I'm a very civilized person!" the vending machine quickly replied.

"Aren't you a vending machine?" Mu Rufeng asked.

"Boss, I'll give you whatever you want, anything."

The vending machine didn't dare to argue and quickly spat out two buckets of instant noodles, two loaves of bread, and two bottles of mineral water from its mouth.

"Hmm? I think I still want to throw the remaining two punches," Mu Rufeng said, raising his hand.

"Boss, I was wrong, I'll refund your money too."

The vending machine quickly spat out two ten-yuan bills from its coin slot.

"That's more like it. I'll let one punch go then," Mu Rufeng said.

"Phew!" The vending machine let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

However, when it saw Mu Rufeng raise his fist again, it panicked.

"Boss, boss, why are you still hitting me?" the vending machine cried out in distress.

Mu Rufeng's punch had severely injured it. It would cost a lot of money to recover quickly.

If it took another punch, it feared it would die on the spot.

"When I hit you, my right hand seemed to have fractured. Seeing a doctor costs money, aren't you going to compensate me?" Mu Rufeng said.

"Ah?" The vending machine was greatly shocked.

"Hmm?"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault, of course I'll compensate you."

The vending machine immediately spat out two ten-yuan bills.

The vending machine cautiously glanced at Mu Rufeng, only to find him still staring intently at it.

Helpless, the vending machine could only spit out another thirty yuan.

"It's not just fractured, my bones seem to be cracked too?" Mu Rufeng repeatedly examined his fist.

The vending machine roared internally at this, but could only force itself to endure and continue spitting out money.

Only after spitting out two hundred yuan did the vending machine finally stop.

"Boss, I only have two hundred yuan left," the vending machine said cautiously.

"But my clothes were also torn by you. I don't have any clothes to wear now. How am I supposed to face anyone?" Mu Rufeng said with a stern face.

The vending machine's face fell as it said, "Boss, I really don't have any more money. How about this, I'll cover your three meals from now on, what do you say?"

"Hmm, that's more like it," Mu Rufeng nodded and pocketed the two hundred yuan.

This guy definitely had more than two hundred yuan, but there probably wasn't much left, especially since it had even spat out one-yuan bills.

It was even willing to cover his meals.

"I eat quite a bit, so I'll take a few more buckets of instant noodles. Oh right, it seems you also provide hot water here, right? I saw the writing here, buy instant noodles + one yuan, and you get hot water."

Mu Rufeng took two more buckets of instant noodles from the broken opening and pointed to the writing above the vending machine.

The vending machine didn't dare to stop him at all. Hearing Mu Rufeng speak, it immediately said, "Yes, yes, yes, I provide hot water here. Don't worry about the money."

"Okay," Mu Rufeng nodded and then began to prepare the noodles.

Before long, the aroma of instant noodles filled the air.

Mu Rufeng prepared four buckets at once. Combined with the bread, it should be enough to fill his stomach, right?

Mu Rufeng wasn't sure, but he wasn't worried either, since there was still a vending machine here.

Mu Rufeng carried the instant noodles and sat at a table not far away.

A few employees were sitting nearby eating.

Upon seeing Mu Rufeng arrive, their eyes became even more greedy.

Even Mu Rufeng's punch earlier had not deterred these strange beings in the slightest; instead, it made them even more eager to devour Mu Rufeng's flesh and blood.

Mu Rufeng, whose stomach was already growling with hunger, devoured the instant noodles and bread like a whirlwind, even drinking all the soup.

He was still not full. Even after eating the wife cake and the dry noodles together, he only felt about fifty percent full.

Mu Rufeng turned and walked back, and in the vending machine's terrified gaze, he took quite a few more spicy strips, bread, and dry noodles.

After finishing these and drinking a bottle of water, Mu Rufeng finally felt about seventy to eighty percent full.

After eating his fill, Mu Rufeng felt refreshed.

Turning around, he walked back to the vending machine.

"Big brother, aren't you full yet?" the vending machine said.

Mu Rufeng didn't reply. He glanced at the vending machine and noticed that about half of its damaged areas had already been repaired.

All this, and it hadn't even been fifteen minutes. It was recovering really fast.

"It's nothing. I saw you have Scarlet Eyeballs in stock. Give me a bottle, I want to try the taste," Mu Rufeng said.

"Huh?" The vending machine was greatly surprised by his words.

After all, Scarlet Eyeballs were specifically for the uncanny to consume. If a human ate one, they would likely be instantly contaminated, leading to terrifying physical mutations.

"What, you're reluctant?" Mu Rufeng said calmly.

The Scarlet Eyeballs came in 500ml and 1.5L bottles, with the former costing 3 Soul Coins and the latter costing 5 Soul Coins.

They were extremely popular in the world of the uncanny.

The vending machine's eyes darted around. Without offering any further warning, it quickly said, "Big brother, here you go. If you need more, just come back to me."

As it spoke, the vending machine directly dispensed a 1.5L bottle of Scarlet Eyeball. Then, an arm grew out of its right side, reached into the dispensing slot, took out the Scarlet Eyeball, and handed it to Mu Rufeng.

"Give me another small one," Mu Rufeng said.

"Coming right up, big brother." The vending machine then produced a 500ml bottle of Scarlet Eyeball.

"Mm," Mu Rufeng nodded, took the bottles, and turned to leave the cafeteria.

"Heh, is this guy possessed? Did the scare scramble his brains?"

"This is the first time I've ever heard of a human daring to eat our stuff voluntarily."

"Haha, I bet he wants to get contaminated faster and become one of us, haha."

Some of the cafeteria staff scoffed, others were excited, and some burst into laughter.

None of this mattered to Mu Rufeng.

Honestly, he was genuinely curious about the Scarlet Eyeball. For some reason, it exerted a pull on him.

He had a strong urge to drink it, a feeling he'd had since he was unloading cargo. He really, really wanted to take a sip.

Mu Rufeng had a vague suspicion about this.

He had checked the ingredient list, which included fresh blood.

Mu Rufeng had loaded the Zombie Template, granting him attributes like Copper skin and iron bones, impervious to blades and bullets, immense strength, bloodthirsty, and fearless.

Among these, the bloodthirsty attribute was likely the reason.

Zombies, after all, were creatures that drank blood.

He also recalled his previous experiences. It seemed that after loading the Zombie Template, he hadn't been affected by the black mist in the carriage.

Therefore, he figured drinking the Scarlet Eyeball should also be perfectly fine.

Mu Rufeng was now truly bold due to his confidence in his abilities. After leaving the cafeteria, he was on the road when he directly unscrewed the cap and tilted the bottle to his mouth, gulping it down.

He drank nearly half the bottle in one go, even chewing on an eyeball. A very peculiar sensation arose, but he felt no disgust whatsoever.

It was surprisingly quite tasty!