Chapter 233 - 150 Stick Technique
After delivering the food supplies to the supermarket base, Lin Wu headed to the cement factory where he first laid eyes on Little Knife in a frenzy. With arrows on her person and a quiver on her back, she looked striking, but she wasn’t using her bow to shoot; instead, she was up close and personal, clashing with Blood Zombies. The others, armed with various crossbows, spread out and took turns shooting zombies—one arrow after another.
"What’s going on?" Lin Wu asked.
Shana replied, "Little Knife wants to regain her ’Undying’ and ’Immortal’ status."
"Not likely," Lin Wu said. "I’ll go pull some aggro." Little Knife must have injected herself with Serum; he let her have some fun for a while.
Lin Wu lured out over twenty Blood Zombies from inside the factory, including two Blood Frenzy, and with everyone nearby calling out, Lin Wu shouted, "Little Knife, take one."
Unhappy, Little Knife lunged at the Frenzy, hoping a more violent approach would help her reawaken her ’Undying’ and ’Immortal’ nature. After a skirmish, the crossbowmen hurried to scavenge the corpses while Little Knife, joyful with the Serum found on the Blood Frenzy corpse she had trampled, left her troubles behind. Under Maya’s guidance, Little Knife devoted herself to archery.
Switching from close combat to ranged, Shana gave up the crossbow to master the staff. The length of the staff was an advantage, ensuring no infection as long as she made no mistakes. Post-battle, as Shana often found herself in danger, there was nothing to worry about with the fearless shield, Lin Wu, by her side, immune to the Blood Plague.
The Swiss army knife Little Knife had given him was extremely useful. Even in direct combat, it significantly boosted Lin Wu’s efficiency in killing monsters. His reactions after the double Agility boost were noticeably faster, stabbing and withdrawing as quick as lightning. But how come this thing is so low on durability? Just an hour of stabbing and it’s almost worn out?
Exasperated, Maya said, "Stop, leave some for us." It was one thing to take on a Blood Ferocious Ma, but now he was directly fighting zombies, even more brutal than his own swordsmanship. Infection wasn’t an issue, and if he got hurt? There were plenty of medicines; the Fortress had sent a large shipment. Just last night, Lin Wu even considered boiling bandages for lack of food, but luckily Shana, being rational, stopped him. They ended up with just a stewed bowl of alcohol painkiller soup.
Lin Wu was addicted to killing now, using the inconspicuous little knife from Little Knife for the first time. Zombies approached, clung on, and before they could open their mouths, he’d stabbed them dead. What a thrill—it was this feeling of farming monsters head-on. It was a shame most melee weapons couldn’t be repaired and had to be broken down into scrap in the workshop. The Swiss army knife was no exception.