“Gavin, bring that thing and come with me.”
Li Xin'er pointed to the head of a level 1 zombie lying in the ditch beside her.
Having been 'favored' by Li Xin'er, Gavin eagerly followed her with his fishing net pole.
Walking into the nearby woods, Li Xin'er took out a pair of disposable rubber gloves and handed them to Gavin.
“There’s a crystal core inside your head. Take it out.”
Gavin's thought process was different from others. He had dealt with corpses more often than living people, so he didn't feel anything was wrong and took the gloves without hesitation.
He was secretly pleased; the pretty lady was so kind, she even prepared gloves for him...
When putting on gloves, he specifically asked:
"What does a crystal core look like?"
"Like a crystal."
When it comes to his area of expertise, Gavin is full of enthusiasm and confident.
"That's easy."
As he spoke, he took out a individually packaged disposable mask from his pocket and put it on, then took out the scalpel he often wielded.
He crouched down, facing the rotting zombie head that had been dragged along the way and was now unrecognizable, without even frowning.
Li Xin'er thought to herself, she'd found someone to collect the crystal cores from now on...
As expected of a professional, Gavin's knife work was equally crisp, clean, and smooth.
Li Xin'er asked out of curiosity the same question that Vulture had asked that morning.
"Will you still need that scalpel for surgery?"
Gavin's answer was particularly hypocritical, like a docile, obedient fool.
"No, this knife is for killing people. The one for surgery is in my medical kit."
Ersha and the fighter jets curiously gathered around, but upon closer inspection, they were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.
Eek~
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