7: Chapter 7 First Blood

As she spoke, Wang Yalan opened the bag in her hand, which contained some food and a few bottles of mineral water, placed it carefully on the ground, and then took a few steps back.

Damn, what kind of act is this? Could it be a honey trap? Is she trying to trick me into opening the door and ambush me while I'm retrieving the items?

Just as Chen Ze was hesitating, Wang Yalan seemed to have discerned his concerns.

"Mr. Chen, rest assured, I have no ulterior motives; I only seek to make amends to you!"

After she finished speaking, she directly took out a long piece of rope, tied one end to the bag, and tied a stone to the other end.

"I'll get closer and toss it in to you through the firing port!"

Chen Ze frowned slightly but did not stop her, merely watching coldly as the woman approached on tiptoes.

Wang Yalan walked to the base of the Blockhouse, stood on tiptoes, and threw it four or five times. With a thud, the stone, along with the rope, finally flew inside.

After finishing this, she trotted back, not stopping until she was twenty or thirty meters away from the Blockhouse.

Even without lights and from dozens of meters away, Chen Ze could still see clearly. With her running steps, Wang Yalan's graceful figure, wrapped in tight sportswear, undulated rhythmically, swaying to and fro.

Swallowing his dry throat, Chen Ze spoke up.

"What on earth are you doing all this for? Don't tell me it's just to apologize!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ze's peripheral vision caught the security door of Yang Wei's house opening. A slightly reflective head poked out sneakily, looking exactly like an incompetent husband.

"Xiao Lan, it's about to get dark, hurry back!"

"Oh, I know, Mr. Chen and I will be finished in a moment!"

Hearing Yang Wei's voice, Wang Yalan responded, but to Chen Ze's ears, it sounded completely wrong.

What do you mean by 'finished in a moment'? Don't mess around, okay? I haven't done anything!

"Mr. Chen, actually, I have a small request."

Wang Yalan's voice carried a hint of hesitation, as if she were weighing her words.

"Let me remind you, if you don't say it now, the monsters might really be coming."

Chen Ze spoke.

Wang Yalan looked at the pitch-black sky, a trace of panic appearing on her face.

"Mr. Chen, our Old Yang is in poor health; we don't know if we can withstand the monsters tonight!"

Sensing where this was going, Chen Ze interrupted directly.

"What do you mean? You still want to move into my Blockhouse?"

"No, it's not that. I was just thinking, if you can ensure your own safety, could you help us? Even if you don't do anything when the time comes, I won't blame you; this is all voluntary on our part."

Wang Yalan spoke eagerly, looking up at the tall, upright figure with eyes full of pleading.

One second, two seconds...

After waiting for a full five seconds, time seemed to pause at that moment. Wang Yalan stared nervously at Chen Ze, her hands unconsciously gripping the corner of her clothes, looking exactly like a married woman about to be defiled—no, she was a married woman.

"Fine, I agree!"

Since the other party had already put it this way, Chen Ze naturally had no reason to refuse. Whether he helped or not was entirely up to him, so what else was there to say?

Hearing Chen Ze agree, a flash of surprise and gratitude immediately crossed Wang Yalan's eyes.

"Mr. Chen, thank you so much! Thank you, thank you! I'll head back now!"

After speaking, Wang Yalan hurried toward her home, her plump buttocks swaying with every step, which was quite alluring.

"What a smart woman!"

Chen Ze muttered, went downstairs, and pulled the bag into the Blockhouse along the rope.

There wasn't any proper food in the bag, just snacks—Weilong spicy gluten, Qinzuishao, caterpillar bread, beef jerky. These were likely Wang Yalan's usual snacks.

Chen Ze devoured more than half in one go and gulped down two bottles of water, only then feeling a bit more comfortable in his stomach.

"Oh, the feeling of being full is just great!"

Chen Ze stretched lazily and suddenly felt a bit sleepy.

Just then, his gaze, passing through the firing port, suddenly saw a strange scene.

Countless red lights surged toward this side like a tide; those lights flickered and leaped in the darkness, as if they were a group of ghosts from hell.

Chen Ze's heart tightened.

"They're here! They're here!"

Without lights, he could only barely make them out by the moonlight; the monsters all seemed to be humanoid.

"Crash!"

Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, a man's terrified voice came through.

"Ah! Zombies! It's zombies!"

A flashlight beam lit up from inside the room, illuminating a terrifying, hideous face.

The zombie's face was twisted, its eyes wide open, hollow and lifeless yet filled with endless ferocity. Foul-smelling drool dripped from the corners of its mouth. Its skin was a sickening cyan-grey, covered in sores of various sizes, and in some places, ghastly white bones were even visible.

Its hands were like eagle claws, with long, black nails. It swiped at the man, who fled in terror. The claws scraped against the hard concrete wall, creating a series of sparks.

"Hiss!"

Watching this scene, Chen Ze couldn't help but gasp, goosebumps rising all over his body.

"Damn it, this is only the first night! Is the intensity this high?"

Before he could think too much, the sound of zombie claws scratching the iron door came from below.

"Scritch, scratch!"

That teeth-grinding sound seemed to claw at Chen Ze's heart with every scrape, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Just then, the system also sent a notification.

[Ding, it has been detected that your shelter is under attack. Please keep an eye on the shelter's durability at all times!]

Chen Ze hurriedly called up the system page and opened the Fortress attribute panel to check.

At this moment, the Blockhouse's durability had already dropped to 95. Upon closer observation, he discovered that whether the zombies scratched the perimeter wall or the iron door, the durability would decrease.

Furthermore, for every ten or so attacks, the durability would decrease by one point.

In the split second that Chen Ze hesitated, the Blockhouse's durability dropped by another point. If it continued like this, let alone a whole night, it wouldn't even last a few hours!

"Damn, I must reduce the number of zombies surrounding the Blockhouse!"

Chen Ze jumped straight onto the observation window and raised the arisaka type 38 rifle to fire.

"Bang!"

The bullet struck from above, hitting the zombie's skull with precision, instantly tearing a fist-sized hole in its crown, and dark green blood splattered everywhere.

[Ding, congratulations to the survivor for killing an F-rank zombie. Reward: 10 survival coins!]

[Ding, congratulations on becoming the first survivor in this region to kill a zombie. Reward: 50 survival coins, and you have obtained the medal: first blood!]

"Damn, I've achieved an accomplishment!"

Amidst his excitement, Chen Ze casually tapped open the system page to check the newly obtained reward.

Medal: first blood (Each survivor can only equip one medal)

Attribute: Increases drop rate by 3%.

Something that increases the drop rate? No need to say anything more, equip it immediately.

Immediately, Chen Ze noticed a dark-colored medal had appeared on his chest, with a scarlet blood drop engraved on it.

After equipping the "first blood" title, Chen Ze's confidence increased greatly.

Don't underestimate this 3% probability. If the original drop rate was only 0, then this added value is a breakthrough from nothing to something.

At this point, Chen Ze already had 60 survival coins. To kill zombies more effectively, he directly bought three emergency power sources from the exchange.

The Blockhouse happened to have three observation windows. He installed one at each, eliminating all blind spots around the Blockhouse, and it was instantly illuminated like daylight.

Chen Ze licked his lips and spoke excitedly.

"My lovely little zombie babies, come and taste my arisaka type 38 rifle!"