Chapter 10: Zombie Mask
“Slurp—Chomp—”
Lin Jiayao licked the meat sauce from her lips and looked towards the source of the strange noise coming from near the door.
The sound was like someone dragging a pile of things.
“Knock, knock—”
The sound stopped in front of Lin Jiayao’s door, followed by a knock.
However, after the person knocked once, the half-closed door was pushed open.
The person outside clearly hadn’t expected the door to be unlocked and froze.
“Hello.” Lin Jiayao looked at the unfamiliar man standing at the door and understood his purpose.
He was dragging two burlap sacks, the contents clinking with the sounds of metal and plastic.
A gun seller.
“The kid said you wanted to buy a gun, right?” The short man at the door looked puzzled; he clearly didn’t think the girl in the wheelchair had any means to pay.
“Yes.” Lin Jiayao didn’t say anything, just raised her hand and showed the blood crystal.
Seeing the fingernail-sized blood crystal, the man no longer doubted Lin Jiayao’s purchasing power.
He put down the two burlap sacks, opened one, and revealed the firearms inside.
“Call me Shorty,” he introduced himself and then began describing the firearms in the sack. “These can all still fire…”
Lin Jiayao glanced inside. The sack was filled with Type 92 pistols and Type 95 automatic rifles.
Clearly looted from a military base after the chaos.
“Only Type 92 pistols?” Lin Jiayao asked.
Shorty immediately understood; the girl only wanted to buy a pistol.
“Wait a moment.”
He said, sitting down cross-legged at the door, rummaging through the dark burlap sack with both hands.
Watching him search, Lin Jiayao’s eyelid twitched.
Because she also saw a P90 without a magazine in the sack…
The Chinese military definitely procured small quantities of foreign weapons like the P90 and M4.
So, Lin Jiayao wasn’t surprised to see a P90 in the sack.
Suddenly, Lin Jiayao thought of something and asked, “Do you have an FN 5-7?”
The FN Five-seveN, also known as the Five-seven pistol.
If the military base had procured P90s, they would definitely have procured a small number of Five-sevens with the same caliber.
“FN Five-seven?” Shorty muttered, then murmured, “I think so, let me see.”
Soon, Shorty pulled out an all-black pistol and held it up. “Is this it? The price is…”
“What type of ammo does it use?” Lin Jiayao didn’t ask about the price, but about the ammo type.
During her time confined to her room, Lin Jiayao hadn’t been completely idle. She had read a considerable number of books, including many military books.
Both the P90 and the Five-seven used 5.7x28mm pistol cartridges, but there were differences between the bullets.
Lin Jiayao didn’t want to empty a magazine of SB193 subsonic rounds only to find the Nest Zombie still alive and kicking.
Those bullets were designed for suppressed fire with silencers, and their power against zombies was limited.
If she had a choice, Lin Jiayao would prefer something…
Before Lin Jiayao could finish her thought, she saw Shorty remove the magazine and take out a bullet.
“I don’t know what kind of bullet this is. Who cares about that? Do you want it or not?”
Shorty’s voice was clearly impatient.
In his view, the immobile girl was buying a gun for only one purpose: suicide.
Any bullet could pierce a head, what difference did it make?
He hadn’t heard the rumors about the girl possibly being an Awakened, so he was already thinking about retrieving the gun later.
Lin Jiayao ignored Shorty’s attitude. Seeing the bullet, she nodded slightly. “How much blood crystal?”
“5g, comes with a box of ammo. Only one magazine. No test firing in the camp. If you test it outside and there’s a problem, you can return it for a refund.”
Firing a gun inside the camp was too loud and might attract zombies. If you encountered a situation outside requiring a gun, and the gun malfunctioned, you were probably doomed anyway, so there was no need to worry about someone coming to complain.
“I’ll take it.” Lin Jiayao said, tossing the blood crystal.
Shorty caught the blood crystal. Without further ado, he took out a small electronic scale and a knife and divided the 10g blood crystal into two 5g pieces in front of Lin Jiayao.
“Thanks for your patronage.” Shorty held the blood crystal, feeling more at ease.
He wouldn’t have to worry about blood crystals for a while and might even be able to improve his meals…
“Just put it on the table.” Lin Jiayao pointed to the table by the door.
Shorty didn’t say anything, just found a box of ammunition, placed the pistol and the 5g blood crystal on the dusty table, and left, dragging his sacks.
After Shorty was gone, Lin Jiayao pushed her wheelchair forward, closed and locked the wooden door, and looked at the pistol and bullets on the table.
The bullet box was clearly not the original, stuffed with about 40 rounds.
Plus the 20 rounds already in the magazine, there were definitely enough bullets.
Looking at the tri-point star-shaped fragments on the bullets, Lin Jiayao smiled.
With a wave of her hand, she put the bullets into the safehouse. The FN-57 occupied two grids, and the box of bullets occupied one.
Lin Jiayao put the 5g blood crystal in her pocket, not planning to put it in the safehouse.
It was still a long time until dinner; she could log in again.
This time, she could try to kill the Nest Zombie.
After making sure the curtains and door were locked, Lin Jiayao, sitting in her wheelchair, slowly closed her eyes.
The illusory system interface appeared before her. After clicking login, the familiar zombie head appeared.
「1、(Unnamed): Available for login」
Since it was her second login, Lin Jiayao decided to give the head a name.
It was just a disposable zombie tool anyway, so she’d give it a simple name: Mask.
The screen flickered, and the zombie’s name changed from (Unnamed) to Mask.
After selecting Mask, Lin Jiayao’s vision brightened and then turned pitch black.
She had successfully taken control of Mask.
It was a pity that the night vision from the previous Sprinter hadn’t been inherited. Now Lin Jiayao could only rely on Bone Spike Lurker to find her way.
“Click, click, click—”
Soon, Lin Jiayao, walking with her bone spikes, felt her way to a zombie, quickly raised a bone spike, impaled it, ripped off its head, and connected her bone spikes to it.
Then, Lin Jiayao, controlling Mask, took out the pistol from the safehouse, fumbled in the dark to release the safety, and chambered a round.
Holding the pistol, to be safe, she walked up to another Biter zombie, pressed its head with her left hand, and placed the gun against its forehead with her right.
“Bang—”
A flash of light and a loud gunshot echoed through the underground parking lot, and all the Biters let out low growls.
Even without her eyes, Lin Jiayao could feel how severe the damage to the head in front of her was.
No penetration, good…
Lin Jiayao, controlling the zombie controlled by Mask, held the pistol and walked towards the elevator shaft.
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