At this moment, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo had just finished drinking the recovery potion, and their physical strength and spirit had been restored to their best state. They did not intend to let their injuries continue to flare up.

So the two found a secluded spot, and Mo Shuwan, with her back to Wen Zuo, lifted her clothes, exposing her battered back to Wen Zuo's eyes.

Wen Zuo, who was initially a little embarrassed, clenched his fists tightly after seeing the several deep, bone-revealing wounds on Mo Shuwan's back. The lividity on his neck, which was originally only on the side of his neck, instantly spread to his collarbone.

Because she hadn't felt Wen Zuo apply medicine to her wound, Mo Shuwan tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion, "Wen Zuo?"

Wen Zuo snapped back to reality, pursed his lips, tore open the medicine packet, and carefully sprinkled it into several deep wounds where the bone was visible. The healing of the wounds made Mo Shuwan feel very uncomfortable, but even though she was extremely uncomfortable, she just bit her lower lip.

There weren't many medicine packets left. Even though Wen Zuo wanted to sprinkle some medicine powder on all the wounds on Mo Shuwan's back, he was afraid that he wouldn't have medicine to treat any more serious injuries later. So he had to suppress the thought and only sprinkled the medicine powder on the slightly more serious ones.

Frowning and enduring the discomfort of her wound healing, Mo Shuwan pulled her clothes up a few minutes later. When she saw Wen Zuo staring at her blankly with the medicine in his hand, she was immediately helpless. "Don't worry about me. Take care of the wounds on your body first. I'll take care of the ones on your back later."

Wen Zuo slowly looked away from Mo Shuwan. He knew what he would face soon, so he didn't act recklessly. He silently treated his own injuries. When Mo Shuwan had also applied medicine to her serious wounds and was about to treat the injury on his back, Wen Zuo suddenly took a step back as if he had been electrocuted.

Mo Shuwan was stunned. "What's wrong?"

Afraid that she would notice something amiss in his eyes, Wen Zuo quickly lowered his head, took out a pen and paper, and wrote: I have no injury on my back.

Mo Shuwan pursed her lips, looked up at Wen Zuo, her dark pupils following his eyes closely, "Have you been in trouble?"

This question was actually ambiguous and quite strange. If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't understand it at all, but Wen Zuo understood it. He didn't dare to meet Mo Shuwan's eyes at all, thinking about the lividity on his body, and was caught in a dilemma.

Wen Zuo didn't want her to know that he had developed lividity, but he quickly realized that not only did he have the zombie virus, but she did too. After several changes in his expression, he finally stopped hesitating.

Wen Zuo: The zombie virus in my body has been aggravated.

Mo Shuwan's pupils constricted sharply, and she clenched her fists tightly. "How could it escalate?!"

Wen Zuo shook his head helplessly, holding a pen and paper in one hand, and with his free hand he pulled up his shirt, allowing Mo Shuwan to clearly see the lividity on his waist and abdomen. His gaze swept over her tightly clenched hands, and he quickly put the shirt down.

Wen Zuo: I haven't felt anything unusual yet, don't be afraid.

Mo Shuwan shook her head, pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time. Looking at Wen Zuo standing in front of her, a gloomy feeling settled over her.

Neither of them knew whether they would become mindless zombies when the zombie virus was fully activated. Wen Zuo already had lividity on his body, and no one could say for sure when it would worsen.

After a brief silence, Mo Shuwan said in a hoarse voice, "The bus said that the zombie virus would only be activated when subjected to special stimuli. Think about when you were stimulated?"

Wen Zuo immediately realized the reason, and felt helpless. He nodded without offering any further explanation.

He didn't want to talk about Mo Shuwan, nor did he want to ask too much. The words of advice lingered between his teeth before he swallowed them back. Unlike others, Wen Zuo was very calm and knew exactly what he was doing and what he needed to do.

The atmosphere froze because of the corpse spots. The two stood there for a while before getting up and deciding to continue searching for the vampire. However, they hadn't gone far when they heard the vampire's cries. The sound was clear even through their earplugs. Mo Shuwan's vision blurred for a moment, and her face turned grim. "They're here."

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo quickly filled the hole in the sword hilt with exorcising water. Not daring to stay on the street any longer, they immediately rushed into a nearby shop, hiding behind tables and chairs, suppressing their breathing and waiting cautiously.

Vampires don't have any sensing talismans on them. If they want to find Mo Shuwan, Wen Zuo, and the vampire hunters, they can only run all over the streets. The vampire who made the sound from afar appeared on the street where the two had just been standing in a few breaths.

There's only one vampire!

Wen Zuo pressed down on Mo Shuwan, who was about to get up, pointed to himself and then to the street.

Knowing that Wen Zuo must have a purpose, even if she didn't guess it, Mo Shuwan nodded and squatted down to watch Wen Zuo get up and walk out of the shop. He sprinkled some exorcising water at the door, and just as he put the bottle back, it was discovered by the vampire who was about to walk away.

Upon seeing Wen Zuo, the intermediate-level vampire was overjoyed, as if he had discovered countless treasures, and roared excitedly as he rushed back.

For a fleeting moment, Wen Zuo's sharp gaze met the vampire's blood-red eyes, and he faced the mid-level vampire head-on with his broadsword without hesitation.

This knife cost a full 1,500 points to exchange, and it was extremely damaging to vampires. Wen Zuo graduated from the police academy, so his skills were naturally excellent. Even though the cries of the intermediate vampire made him very uncomfortable, he did not fall into a disadvantageous position for a short time and even caused some damage to the intermediate vampire.

Hidden behind the table and chairs, Mo Shuwan stared intently at the two figures on the street through the gaps. She crouched carefully in place, not daring to make the slightest noise. Wen Zuo had just sprinkled exorcism water at the shop entrance, probably intending to drive the vampire in, and then she would take advantage of the situation to strike unexpectedly.

The battle against the intermediate vampire had to be quick, otherwise the opponent was very likely to summon his companions. However, the intermediate vampire was too strong. In less than three minutes, Wen Zuo was no longer able to cause him any damage.

Seeing that his opponent was about to give up, the intermediate vampire's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his anger from being injured gradually disappeared. He even took the initiative to speak, "Human, give up resisting."

Wen Zuo frowned, his body sustaining more and more injuries, but this intermediate-level vampire was basically unharmed. Even if he lured it into a place where exorcism potion had been sprinkled, he had no chance of killing it.

what to do……

The neglected intermediate-level vampire was enraged and extended his claws, determined to teach Wen Zuo a lesson.

The sudden force left Wen Zuo completely defenseless, instantly leaving five bloody welts on his waist and abdomen, but without the expected excruciating pain. A thought flashed through Wen Zuo's mind, and while defending himself, he suddenly looked down at the wounds on his waist and abdomen—they were very deep.

Wen Zuo squinted and carefully examined the wound, discovering that it was indeed not an illusion; despite the severity of the injury, he did not feel much pain.

That fleeting inspiration was finally caught. Wen Zuo's lips curled slightly, and he glanced at the hiding place of Mo Shuwan. The next second, his mind was completely occupied by the scene of her being tortured into unconsciousness by the exorcism water.