Chapter 62 Vampire Tendencies

Since Feng Bujue didn't chase Little Ming, the latter slowed down after running for a while, seeing that no one was behind him. After a few seconds, Little Ming simply stopped, turned around, and looked into the distance. He happened to see Feng Bujue catching up with Atobe-shao, and he thought Atobe was going to be instantly killed, but the two of them didn't fight at all.

Two minutes later, the two of them actually walked back side by side. Atobe-shao even waved his arm at Little Ming, seemingly indicating that he was fine.

Before long, the three of them returned to the street in front of the gun store. Feng Bujue turned off the stereo and told them about the situation here: "So… after some testing, I've basically mastered the main characteristics of these Blood Wolf Zombies.

"The voice-over during the opening CG mentioned some of it, but I'll go into more detail based on the actual situation.

"First of all, they are intensely repulsed by the smell of garlic, like how we feel when we smell tear gas. Raw garlic has a moderate effect, but the bad breath you exhale after chewing it is very effective."

"Big brother, I wanted to ask earlier, you're covered in blood like that… aren't you afraid of being infected?" Little Ming asked, looking at Feng Bujue's blood-soaked body and the two strings of garlic hanging on his chest.

Feng Bujue pointed to his face, which was relatively clean: "Just be careful not to let the monster's bodily fluids splash into your eyes and mouth." He pointed to his clothes and continued, "As for these… it looks exaggerated, but it's not all monster blood. I got a lot on myself when I was pouring bags of blood plasma into the bucket just now." He then took out a plastic bag full of garlic from his backpack, placed it on the ground, and said, "These two strings on my body are the last line of defense against being bitten. The garlic for eating is naturally stored in my backpack. You guys should also find a bag and take some. As long as you chew garlic cloves while fighting, those monsters will basically be unable to resist."

"Well… I'll just take one. One garlic can be divided into six or seven cloves to chew. If we don't have enough, we'll ask you for more," Little Ming replied.

Atobe-shao replied decisively, "I don't need it, thank you."

"You two don't seem to like the taste of garlic very much," Feng Bujue said earnestly. "Do you know that garlic has a Midas touch effect on plain noodles?"

"No, we don't," they answered in unison.

"Ha…" Feng Bujue exhaled bad breath maliciously into their faces with a very lewd expression.

"We're not monsters! What are you doing!"

Feng Bujue immediately became serious and said, "Well then, let's continue talking about the characteristics of the Blood Wolf Zombies."

"Your transition is a little too fast…"

"Sunlight will make them sluggish," Feng Bujue continued his narration. "Their movements are as slow as a magical girl transforming; by the time she's done taking off her… oh no, by the time it attacks, I can recite two tongue twisters."

"Your knowledge is a bit extensive…"

Feng Bujue gestured to the corpses on the street: "Although beheading can prevent their bodies from moving, the head will continue to live. After testing, only destroying the back of their head or blowing off most of their brains with a gun can completely kill them."

As he spoke, he took out a shotgun from his backpack and looked at the weapon in his hand with an appreciative gaze: "This Winchester I found in the gun store is a very effective weapon. Even if you don't hit the head at close range, hitting other parts will create a big hole, much more powerful than a pistol."

"That's right, the gun store!" Atobe-shao's eyes widened and he said, "I almost forgot. We should loot the equipment first!"

He greeted Feng Bujue and rushed into the gun store with Little Ming in a hurry. These two players were seriously lacking in equipment. They hadn't seen a single piece of Fine equipment yet. For them, upgrading their cold weapons to firearms was already a major breakthrough. It was unimaginable for others that a player with such a low level as Feng Bujue would have four pieces of Fine equipment, one of which he couldn't wear temporarily and had to keep in his bag.

Atobe-shao and Little Ming rushed into the gun store, only to see a scene of chaos. The racks on the walls were basically empty, and there were many scattered gun parts on the cabinets and floor. The scene behind the door behind the counter was also completely looted.

Feng Bujue followed them in and said in his usual calm tone: "From a setting perspective, gun stores would definitely be looted after a virus outbreak in the city. From a gameplay difficulty perspective, we shouldn't be given too many options in terms of weapons."

Atobe-shao didn't seem to hear Feng Bujue's words at all. He was excitedly picking up two pistols on the ground and putting them into his backpack, then picked up a TMP and smiled: "We're rich."

Little Ming threw out a baseball bat and a rusty iron pipe from his backpack, picked up two pistols and stowed them away, then slung a UMP45 submachine gun over his shoulder. The expression on his face could only be described as overjoyed…

These two had the feeling of suddenly becoming rich after getting a few Common-quality firearms. To be honest, it was a bit shabby. Compared to those real professional players, these two from Hyotei Academy could only be said to be third-rate pseudo-professional players. Their mentality and level were still very amateur.

Under Feng Bujue's reminder, the two of them remembered a very important thing. They awkwardly took out the pistols they had stuffed into their backpacks, looked at the caliber, found the right bullets, and picked some up…

When the three of them returned to the street, another four or five Blood Wolf Zombies were attracted here. Feng Bujue suggested that they use these monsters as live targets to practice shooting and familiarize themselves with the guns. The two of them were flustered for a while before they figured out how to fire the guns. After successfully firing, they realized that they couldn't hit the target at all from ten meters away. The bullets didn't know where they went. However, the success rate was higher when they shortened the distance to about five meters and steadied their aim.

After dealing with these monsters, Feng Bujue said, "Where was I… oh, right, the next characteristic is…" He paused, sorted out his thoughts, and said, "The vampires' thirst for blood is also reflected in these Blood Wolf Zombies. They are attracted to the smell of blood, of course, it must be normal human blood that hasn't been infected with the virus. In this regard… I estimate they use their sense of smell to distinguish it.

"The sense of smell of these Blood Wolf Zombies is definitely not as good as pure werewolves, but it is obviously stronger than that of ordinary zombies. If a living person like me appears within a radius of fifty meters, they can find me without relying on sight; and normal human blood exposed to the air can be smelled by them from a distance of nearly one kilometer and has an extremely strong attraction."

"No way? There are murder scenes all over the city. They can distinguish a bucket of human blood mixed in with these smells?" Atobe-shao asked, looking at the bucket filled with blood.

"That's normal. One of the signs of a sensitive sense of smell is odor separation. For example, bloodhounds can analyze the composition of odors at the molecular level," Feng Bujue replied. "It's like when you smell a pile of shit, you only know that it's very smelly, but a creature with a sensitive sense of smell can tell what the person who shit ate yesterday."

"I just want to know why you haven't been censored for using that kind of language…" Atobe-shao said.

"This shows that in a normal context, the word 'shit' is not considered an obscene word by the system. It's just a noun," Feng Bujue said. "According to my speculation, in this game, this thing may become a topic that has to be talked about in certain specific situations." He said with a dark face, "For example… in some random scripts, players might drown in…"

"I can't hear anything… I can't hear anything…" Atobe-shao quickly covered his ears and muttered repeatedly.

Feng Bujue shrugged and didn't finish the disgusting topic, but turned to say: "Since I've met you guys, it's easy to handle. Now the time in this script is 2:30 in the afternoon. You can use this area as a base and farm as many monsters as possible. Anyway, the gun store is right next door. Even if there aren't many guns left, at least there are plenty of bullets."

"I'll set off immediately to search for other people and bring them here." He looked up at the sky. "Whether I find them or not, I'll be back before sunset." He thought of something else. "Oh, right, sound also has a certain monster-attracting effect. You can turn the stereo back on after I leave."

"Wait." Little Ming asked, "I wanted to ask from the beginning, how did you create this…," he moved his gaze to the surrounding ice buckets, empty blood bags, stereo, etc., "this setup all by yourself?"

"The rough process is… before coming to the gun store, I went to a hospital two streets away. I wanted to go in and see if there were any props like medicine, but I accidentally discovered that human blood can attract monsters. Soon after searching the hospital, I came here, and then decided to use this as a temporary base. So I went to the nearby supermarket and got a shopping cart, slid all the way to the hospital, killed my way back in, found the blood bank, broke down the door, got dozens of bags of stored blood from the cold storage, and transported them back in the cart.

"Then I moved the ice buckets out of the store across the street and filled the buckets with blood. I got the stereo from the store across the street during the breaks between killing monsters, partly because the sound can also attract monsters, and partly because the monsters don't come very often, and it's a bit boring to just wait…"

Feng Bujue said quickly: "In short, you can rest assured to farm monsters here. The time limit for this script is very loose, so we should take this opportunity to raise our specialization levels as much as possible and earn more skill points."

After he finished explaining this, he waved his sleeves, turned around, and left. Leaving two "professional players" standing there dumbfounded, watching his back disappear into the distance.