The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

"Do as the store manager says."

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and made the decision.

Nothing is more important than improving one's strength.

Only by becoming stronger can you kill more zombies and earn more Source Crystals.

This is a loop.

Either a virtuous cycle leads to great success.

Either it's a vicious cycle, leading to certain death.

"I need a knife!"

Zhou Jian was the first to jump up, his earlier weakness completely gone.

He had long coveted that rock-cutting sword.

"Lei Yue gets one, Xiao Yun gets one, and the last one goes to Qin Feng."

Chen Feng quickly made the assignments.

These four are the team's melee fighters; good steel should be used where it counts.

As for the others, although they were envious, they also knew that this was the optimal solution.

Qin Feng shook his head: "Captain, I don't need it. The Rock-Slicing Blade doesn't suit my fighting style. You can keep one for yourself."

No one raised any objections.

soon.

The transaction is complete.

Four gleaming rock-cutting swords appeared on the counter.

The blade was heavy and entirely black, with a chilling glint in its edge.

Zhou Jian couldn't wait to grab a handful.

The heavy, weighty feeling made him want to swing it around a couple of times.

"A fine knife!"

He praised it sincerely.

This thing is ten thousand times better than a steel pipe.

If he had had that knife, those zombies would have been nothing more than vegetables in front of him.

Apart from weapons.

Each person's tactical belt was covered with red and green medicines.

This is a lifesaver.

Just as everyone was organizing their equipment.

Han Bing, who had been silent all along, walked to the counter.

He pushed up his glasses and held a notebook in his hand.

"Manager, there's one more question."

His voice was calm, revealing the meticulousness of a science student.

"Can that [Basic Life Potion] be taken internally?"

"If taken orally, how long does it take for the medication to take effect? ​​What are the side effects?"

"Also, is it effective for limb regeneration?"

A series of questions.

profession.

Lin Mo glanced at the guy a couple more times.

There aren't many people who can remain calm and analytical in this kind of environment.

"It can be taken orally or injected directly."

Lin Mo's answer was concise.

"Oral administration is slow to take effect, but it stops bleeding in three minutes and heals in five minutes."

"Direct injection provides immediate relief, stopping bleeding in ten seconds."

"As for limb regeneration..."

Lin Mo shook his head.

"That must be an effect only top-tier potions can produce; basic life-saving potions certainly can't do it."

Han Bing nodded and quickly scribbled in her notebook.

"Everyone."

Lin Mo clapped his hands, a faint smile on his face.

"Hold on."

He turned and went into the cubicle behind the counter.

After a while.

She came out carrying a tray.

Ten cups of steaming hot tea were placed on the tray.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

In this apocalyptic world filled with the stench of decay and blood, this wisp of tea fragrance is truly a luxury among luxuries.

"It's free."

Lin Mo said calmly.

"Have a cup of hot tea before you go."

Chen Feng and the others were stunned.

They stared at the steaming paper cup, their throats involuntarily bobbing.

They haven't had a drop of water since they arrived here.

Not to mention this kind of hot tea.

Thanks.

Chen Feng didn't mince words. He picked up a glass, sipped it a few times, and drank it all in one gulp.

The warm tea slid down my esophagus into my stomach, bringing a warm current that dispelled my fatigue and chill.

Others also stepped forward.

Even Qin Feng, whose face had been tense, relaxed a little.

I rested for ten minutes.

The team regrouped.

Although it was still the same ten people, still wearing the same tattered combat uniforms.

But the overall atmosphere is completely different now.

That gave them confidence.

"Set off."

Chen Feng gave a low shout.

The ten-person team quickly rushed out of the shop and disappeared into the night.

They were going to hunt down more zombies.

For survival.

Also for those sparkling source crystals.

The shop has returned to quiet.

Lin Mo looked at the empty entrance and then at the sales figures on the panel.

Current turnover: 2520

We are still 480 short of achieving our target of 3000 in sales.

not much.

It's just a matter of a few dozen zombies.

As long as this group keeps killing monsters, the money will eventually end up in his pocket.

Lin Mo was in a good mood.

He hummed an unknown tune and began to tally his harvest.

The system's light sphere appeared at just the right moment, floating up and down in front of him.

[It is recommended that the host spend 1000 turnovers to purchase a basic life potion recipe.]

[And complete the restocking as soon as possible.]

Once your basic potion-making proficiency reaches 100%, the potion factory will be unlocked.

The system's voice remained mechanical, but Lin Mo always felt that it was teaching him how to do things.

"A pharmaceutical factory?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

That's right.

Only by establishing a pharmaceutical factory can large-scale production of pharmaceuticals be achieved.

Lin Mo nodded; what you learn is what you truly own.

Mastering core technologies is the key to success.

Moreover, life-saving potions, being consumables, are absolutely a form of hard currency in this world.

As long as a person wants to live, they need medicine.

"I bought it."

Lin Mo waved his hand without hesitation.

The revenue spent is available revenue, not the total revenue generated, so it is not related to that task.

[Deducting turnover: 1000]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Basic Life Potion Recipe.]

【Should we use it immediately?】

"use."

Om-!

A massive flow of information instantly flooded into Lin Mo's mind.

Identification of various herbs, extraction techniques, blending ratios, temperature control...

It was as clear as if it were etched deep in his memory.

There is one more task.

The grocery store has more than 50% stocked up.

Now, apart from the items that the grocery store already has, the other shelves are basically empty.

We must restock.

Moreover, this restocking must be done by him personally; the system will not assist him.

......

"This knife is really cool."

Zhou Jian walked at the front of the group.

The rock-cutting knife he had just bought gave him immense confidence.

The blade is heavy.

With each swing, you can hear the sound of wind breaking through the air.

Zhou Jian twirled his sword, turned around, and grinned at Chen Feng behind him.

"Captain, with this thing, I can chop down not only zombies, but even a mutated tiger."

Chen Feng didn't reply, but simply gestured for them to maintain formation.

One hundred meters.

This is the absolute safe zone designated by the grocery store.

The boundary is right beneath our feet.

It was a line that didn't exist, yet it clearly divided two worlds.

Zhou Jian took a step out.

"When I encounter another zombie, I'll chop it in half with one sword..."

puff!

A very faint muffled thud.

It's like sticking chopsticks into tofu.

Zhou Jian's words came to an abrupt halt.

He lowered his head.

There was a large, bowl-sized hole in his chest.

It is translucent from front to back.

The heart is gone.

Instead, there was a pink strip of meat that was still wriggling slightly.

It was a huge tongue.

Everyone was stunned at that moment.

My mind went blank for a brief moment.

One second your teammate is bragging, the next second their chest is empty.

Before anyone could react...

The pink tongue suddenly contracted.

Before Zhou Jian could even scream, he was lifted off the ground by a tremendous force, just like a rag doll.

Whoosh-!

The body flew away into the distance.