And his heartbeat, though slightly rapid, was exceptionally strong.

In the next instant, the whole world seemed to fall silent; the sounds of zombies and mudslides disappeared, and everything became exceptionally peaceful.

Fang He released his grip without making a sound, took a half step back to create some distance, and then gently patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder: "Open your eyes."

Xiao Cheng was still completely dazed. She obediently opened her eyes and saw a dazzling protective shield unfolding around them, completely isolating the mud and water, leaving no trace on the outer wall of the shield.

The five zombies put their stone helmets back on and stood outside in a helpless rage. When they hit the shield, it was no different from hitting cotton. The shield would dent slightly at first and then bounce back quickly when the force was released, making it look particularly bouncy.

"What...is this?" Xiao Cheng looked at Fang He with a blank expression.

“Class C items can’t get in; that’s the main point.” Fang He slowly sat down on the ground.

Xiao Cheng then realized that the protective shield was actually 360 degrees without any blind spots, even covering the area under their feet, completely isolating them from the bloodstains on the ground.

"So there were items before?" she asked belatedly, then suddenly realized that she hadn't really studied the game interface in the rest area properly.

But we can't blame her.

At first, it was because I didn't have enough points, and then it turned out to be a bug in the system. Anyway, after this dungeon is over, I definitely need to take a good look at all this random stuff.

"How long can this last?" She gently poked the protective shield, feeling a cool sensation on her fingertips.

"Theoretically, it can last until I remove it. Unfortunately, it's a one-time use item; it's useless after that," Fang He explained.

"So what now?" Xiao Cheng roughly understood the situation. "Shall we use other tools to take out the zombies from inside?"

Under her excited gaze, Fang He remained silent for a few seconds: "Guess why I bought disposable defensive items."

"High cost-performance ratio? High practicality?"

"Because it's cheap." Fang He shook his head, cruelly revealing the truth. "Similarly, guess why I only have this one prop? Because I'm poor."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

She wanted to try a little harder: "Are we just going to... sit back and wait for them to come to us?"

“It’s about resting and recuperating while waiting for the right opportunity,” Fang He corrected her. “Based on yesterday’s experience, once the hunting season ends, even if the zombies don’t leave, they will disappear on their own.”

Xiao Cheng: "..." You're a little genius at devising tactics.