Li Xin'er thought that since she had nothing else to do, she might as well go and see what zombies were really like.
She rubbed her hands together, she couldn't wait, she was eager to try.
Not knowing when Li Yiyuan would wake up, she didn't plan to go far, staying on this floor and the two floors above, the 18th and 19th floors.
With no one around, Li Xin'er took out the sword she had been itching to use for a long time from her spatial storage.
The sword is three feet and six inches long and half a finger wide. Intricate black patterns are engraved on its fiery red blade.
The hilt is also black, with lifelike carvings of spider lilies.
After the tower was opened, Li Xin'er was most satisfied with this weapon on the first floor. It was gorgeous and mysterious, and it suited her perfectly!
Based on the pattern on the sword hilt, Li Xin'er named it: The Other Shore.
From now on, the other side will be her partner in battle.
Having found the workspace on the 19th floor, Li Xin'er released her soul power to investigate. Wasn't that the zombie she had been longing for?
Li Xin'er stepped forward and violently kicked open the workshop door. The stench of blood hit her instantly, catching her off guard!
They quickly covered their mouths and noses and backed away in disgust.
After getting away, I could see the workspace clearly. The room was small and in a mess, with several shelves lying haphazardly on the floor.
The white towels scattered on the floor were stained with dark red bloodstains, which were particularly eye-catching.
The middle-aged woman, dressed in a brown cleaning uniform, had a pale, bluish complexion, pure white eyes without pupils, and a mouth full of dark red blood. The bloodstains on her face had dried, and her original appearance was still vaguely discernible.
Li Xin'er carefully assessed the situation. The zombies were indeed quite ugly, but after seeing so many strange and bizarre dead, this appearance wasn't novel to her. She didn't feel anything special about them, except that the smell was too pungent.
The zombie, which had been writhing between several shelves, froze for a moment upon hearing the noise, then seemed to receive some kind of signal.
Suddenly, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, he stretched his arms and neck towards Li Xin'er with all his might.
'Hehe.'
The frame just happened to trap its legs, and no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free.
While putting on the mask, Li Xin'er was also carefully observing it.
It seems to lack even the most basic thinking ability. The shelf itself is not heavy, and it could easily escape by slightly moving the stuck position, but it only knows how to use brute force.
Li Xin'er tentatively moved around in different directions at the doorway, making noise.
The zombies were found to be blind, but highly sensitive to sound.
When it moves its head, it always relies on its sense of smell, just like an animal's instinct, with its nose leading the direction.
In summary, it lacks sight but retains hearing and smell.
After satisfying her curiosity, Li Xin'er stepped forward to help and moved the shelf away from where it was stuck.
Now the zombie was able to break free and scramble towards Li Xin'er.
Its legs scratched the edge of the shelf, but it didn't react at all.
Upon seeing this, Li Xin'er raised an eyebrow. It had no sense of pain, the blood flowing from the wound was black, and its internal organs had completely mutated.
She slowly stepped back to create distance, making it easier to observe more directly.
'Hehehe.'
The zombie still had its mouth open, making monotonous sounds, baring its teeth and claws, as if it was about to pounce on Li Xin'er.
The person and the zombie had retreated to the stairwell, and Li Xin'er kicked the zombie away first.
Looking at the sword in his hand, he felt a little reluctant. Such a beautiful sword, using it to cut down zombies felt like a defilement.
The zombie got up, its movements much slower than a normal person's, and then it still pounced on Li Xin'er without any awareness.
Li Xin'er knew that the book said that you had to destroy the brain in order to completely kill the zombies.
But she still wanted to give it a try...
All truths require practice (the sword).
A sword thrust into its heart was indeed useless; it remained stubbornly resilient.
Even after severing his legs with a sword, it was still no use; his upper body was still struggling to crawl toward her.
He chopped off her head with one sword stroke, but it was useless; the mouth on her intact skull was still opening and closing...
Li Xin'er was convinced!
Quickly finish off the 'corpse' with a final strike.
Then I remembered that in the original book, zombies had crystal cores in their heads, which could be absorbed by people with superpowers to increase their level and restore their superpowers. Later, these cores were even used as a universal currency.
The crystal core only appears when a zombie evolves to level 1; the current zombies are un-evolved and have no level.
Li Xin'er, who doesn't believe in evil, is back online.
At this moment, his serious sword practice completely changed his demeanor, no longer showing any sign of his earlier distress for the other shore.
He took the sword and poked and poked inside his head, rummaging through it, searching and searching...
After a long pause, he muttered something awkwardly.
"No, there really isn't."
Having lost my focus, I finally noticed the mess everywhere, all sorts of black and red stains, stinking horribly...
'Ugh~'
'yue~'
Li Xin'er leaned against the wall.
"I'm so sorry, my apologies."
She was, after all, her teacher who knew about zombies, so we can't just let her rot here. If we don't have any other options, we can arrange for her to be cremated.
Zombie: Thank you?
Li Xin'er used her sword to split open and lift up the carpet on both sides to create a fireproof barrier. She then took out gasoline from her spatial storage, poured it on, and set it on fire. The whole set of actions was smooth and seamless.
It smells really bad.
Li Xin'er took several steps back; one mask wasn't enough, so she put on another one on top of it.
To prevent the fire from spreading and burning down the entire building, she waited until the fire was completely extinguished before leaving. Staring at the flickering flames, she couldn't help but murmur a prayer.
May you live a peaceful and safe life in your next life, far from the end of the world.
The smoke alarm hanging above the stairwell, like an atmosphere disruptor, couldn't stand such a sentimental scene and suddenly went off in a loud, blaring blaring sound.
Li Xin'er was in a real bind. Her hands moved faster than her brain. She took out a rock from her spatial storage and threw it upwards.
The alarm system has reached the end of its lifespan.
The sound stopped, and Li Xin'er clapped her hands in satisfaction to confirm that the cremation was complete. She then stepped into the workroom and took a master room key from where the key was hanging on the wall.
That's why she came.
At this time, the hotel occupancy rate was low, and there were hardly any guests on the 19th floor to begin with, and unfortunately, they all turned into zombies.
Because of the smoke alarm, even more agitated scratching sounds came from several rooms.
Li Xin'er quickly searched through all the rooms on the 19th floor.
These rooms are so expensive for a night, so everything inside must be worth the price.
Following the principle of "if it's free, it's free; if I don't use it, it's useless," Li Xin'er kept collecting items into her spatial storage.
She sliced down any zombies without further observation or research, one by one with her sword, as smoothly as peeling a potato.
A room without zombies, with food and drinks, a sofa, coffee table, bed, blankets, mattress, lamp, refrigerator...
We need everything usable and good; that would truly live up to the word "sweep."
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