Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

"Huff... huff..."

Yellow Hair leaned against the slippery wall, panting heavily. Black blood was still dripping from the fire axe in his hand, and four or five mutilated zombie corpses lay at his feet.

Although he was a little exhausted, his eyes were full of excitement as he looked at the series of kill notifications flashing on his retina.

Kill 5 regular zombies.

[Reward points earned: 5 points.]

"Five points...it's not much, but every little bit helps!" The blond-haired guy grinned foolishly, completely forgetting how he had almost wet his pants in fear just moments before. In this cycle of reincarnation where even a roll of bandage costs 10 points, these 5 points were already a windfall.

Standing at the very back, Zhang Yuan looked at the "0.5 point" tithe in the system notification and revealed a playful expression.

[Talent Trigger: Divine Tithe takes effect.]

[Bonus reward points: 0.1 points x 5 = 0.5 points.]

"0.5 points...that's really accurate to the decimal point."

Zhang Yuan's lips twitched slightly. Although the amount was pitifully small, it was still a good start. This meant that the tithe rule was absolutely valid; even the smallest piece of meat could be precisely scraped off by the system.

Little by little, great things are achieved; even small amounts can accumulate to great heights. As long as the base number is large enough, mountains of gold and silver can be amassed even after the decimal point.

"Let's go, the stench of blood here is too strong and will attract more trouble."

Zhang Yuan wasn't basking in the joy. Instead, he calmly gave orders: "Fatty, you go first and use that trash can lid as a shield. Yellow Hair, you follow Fatty. Glasses Guy, you bring up the rear."

"Huh? I...I'll go first?" The fat man's face twitched, and he glanced at the large, grime-covered metal trash can lid, somewhat reluctantly.

"You have a problem with that?" Zhang Yuan gave him a half-smile. "How about you donate this fat body of yours, and I'll get you a gun in return?"

"No, no, no! Whatever Brother Yuan says goes!" The fat guy immediately backed down, quickly picked up the trash can lid and held it to his chest, moving to the front of the line like a moving meatball.

"Glasses, take the safety off the Glock." Zhang Yuan coldly reminded the high school student named Li Mo as he passed by, "That's a gun, not a fire poker. If you don't want to die, you'd better learn how to pull the trigger later."

Li Mo responded tremblingly, still gripping the gun tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

……

Ten minutes later, the group finally climbed out of the dark and damp sewer.

Pushing open the rusty iron gate, what comes into view is the once bustling streets of Raccoon City, now a hellish place.

The sky was stained a murky gray-yellow by the smoke of gunpowder, and the sound of violent explosions echoed intermittently in the distance. The streets were littered with burning car wrecks and wandering corpses.

"vomit……"

A strong smell of burning mixed with the stench of decay hit him, and Li Mo, who had never seen anything like it before, couldn't help but lean against the wall and dry heave.

"Shh!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly made a shushing gesture, his eyes fixed on an overturned police car not far away.

In the shadow of the police car, crouched a monster with no skin, only exposed crimson muscles. It resembled a large Doberman Pinscher that had been skinned, its long tongue lolling out, its gray-white eyes without eyelids fixed on the four people who had just shown themselves.

Zombie dogs.

While this monster is not as strong individually as the Licker, it is fast, small in size, and extremely difficult to deal with.

"Woof—!!"

The moment it spotted its prey, the zombie dog let out a chilling howl, and with a burst of power from its hind legs, it pounced like a red lightning bolt!

"Holy crap! What...what is that thing?!"

Although the blond-haired guy had gained some confidence, he was still instinctively intimidated by the incredibly fast monster. He instinctively looked at Zhang Yuan: "Brother Yuan! Buff! Give me a buff! I'll kill it!"

However, Zhang Yuan did not raise his hand as before.

He stood there with his hands in his pockets, indifferent, even taking a step to the side.

"Brother Yuan?!" The blond-haired guy was dumbfounded.

In that split second of hesitation, the zombie dog pounced right in front of him!

It didn't choose the large, shield-wielding fat man, nor the intimidating-looking blond man with an axe. Instead, relying on its wild instincts, it bypassed the front row and pounced on Li Mo, who looked the weakest and most panicked at the very back!

"ah!!"

Li Mo let out a piercing scream as he was tackled to the ground.

The zombie dog's gaping maw bit down hard on his left arm!

Click!

Even with the thick school uniform jacket providing some protection, the sharp fangs easily pierced the fabric and dug deep into the flesh. Blood instantly stained the sleeves.

[Battle Alert: Your teammate Li Mo has been attacked by sharp teeth.]

[Physical damage calculation: Health -15 points.]

[Abnormal Status Assessment: Due to the depth of the wound, the target has entered a bleeding state.]

[Continuous health depletion: 1 point/30 seconds, until the wound heals or bleeding stops.]

"Help! Help me!!" Although his body, after being digitized by the train, had greatly reduced his sense of pain, Li Mo was still so frightened that he rolled around on the ground, desperately trying to push away the monster that was biting him tightly with his right hand, but his strength was no match for the zombie dog.

"Brother Yuan! This... shouldn't we help him?" The fat man looked at the scene and turned pale with fright.

"Help? With what can we help?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was as cold as if he had just been pulled out of an ice cellar, "My mana is only enough for those who are valuable. He has the team's only ranged weapon, but he doesn't even have the courage to fire it. This kind of trash deserves to die."

"But..." The fat man wanted to say something, but was silenced by Zhang Yuan's cold glare.

"shot!!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly yelled at Li Mo on the ground, his voice as stern as if he were scolding a disobedient dog:

"That's a Glock you're holding! Not a fire poker! That's something that can kill!"

"It's biting you! It wants to eat your flesh! Pull the trigger if you don't want to die!!"

Li Mo, who was being bitten, had already gone blank, but Zhang Yuan's shout finally made his survival instinct overcome his fear.

"Aaaaaah!!"

He screamed like a madman, his right hand trembling as he pressed the muzzle of the gun against the zombie dog's wet belly.

There was no aiming, no skill involved, just the most primal release of fear.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Gunshots rang out in the empty streets.

At such close range, there was no need to aim. The 9mm pistol bullets blasted bloody holes in the zombie dogs' abdomens, and dark red organs gushed out along with blood.

"Waaah..."

The zombie dog let out a mournful howl, its tightly clenched jaws finally loosened, its body twitched twice, and it slumped softly to the side.

"Hahaha……"

Li Mo lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his face covered in tears, snot, and splattered dog blood. His left arm was a bloody mess, and his whole body was still trembling violently.

Kill 1 zombie dog.

[Reward points earned: 10 points.]

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan's lips curled into a slight smile.

There's still hope.

He then slowly walked forward, took out a roll of unopened hemostatic bandage from his pocket, and casually tossed it onto Li Mo.

"Wrap it up. Don't let the smell of blood attract anything else."

Li Mo shakily picked up the bandage, his eyes filled with fear, but also a hint of awe for Zhang Yuan. Just a moment ago, he truly felt that Zhang Yuan would watch him be bitten to death.

"Does this...do it cost money?" Li Mo asked, her voice trembling with tears.

"This is considered an advance payment."

Zhang Yuan looked down at him, his voice still cold, but to Li Mo it sounded like heavenly music:

"Remember this: my team doesn't tolerate idlers. Either learn to shoot, or go feed the dogs. Understand?"

"I...I understand..." Li Mo gripped the rolled-up bandage tightly, as if grasping at a lifeline, and nodded frantically.

"very good."

Zhang Yuan turned around and looked at the road leading to the police station.

"Now that we've learned how to kill, let's set off. There's a good place ahead where we can get our supplies."

That place is "Kendor Gun Shop".

This was also a key milestone in Zhang Yuan's plan to complete the first armed upgrade for this rookie team.