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The fifth-floor corridor was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression, and the purplish-black fungal carpet undulated slightly, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
Dozens of monsters of various shapes roamed the fungal carpet, exuding a bloodthirsty and ferocious aura.
"Wow! Honey, look! These little cuties look really cool!"
Harley's bright blue eyes sparkled, showing no fear but rather an eager excitement.
She licked her lips, her hand itching to strike the "Goodnight" baseball bat.
"Would you like to go up and say hello to them?"
Su Hui's voice carried a hint of teasing, but his eyes were unusually calm.
He is not afraid of danger, but that doesn't mean he's a brainless brute.
Given the current situation, charging in would be tantamount to suicide.
Especially that [Stitched Abomination (Rare) lv17] that looks like a small mountain of flesh, it's obviously a mini-boss.
Just looking at it from afar gives people a strong sense of oppression.
"Let's retreat." Mei Youmei Youne Ne Kongmei Mei Mei Mei Mei Mei Xiangne Xiang...
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Hui decisively issued the order.
"Oh……"
Harley drawled out her words, seemingly a little disappointed.
But she still nodded obediently.
"Okay, it's up to you."
Su Hui said no more, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire fifth-floor corridor once more, memorizing the general distribution and types of monsters.
Then, he turned around decisively.
"Walk."
The command was concise and cold.
The three black men were already terrified. Upon hearing the order to retreat, they felt as if they had been granted a pardon and scrambled to follow the order towards the stairwell.
Emily's face was pale, but the hatred in her eyes did not diminish at all. She glared venomously at the backs of the three men, and then followed Su Hui and Harley as they retreated.
The group returned to their previous room.
The room still reeked of blood, and the bodies of Johnny and another black man lay unattended on the floor.
He rummaged through his backpack and found some ropes—which he had collected while cleaning his dorm room earlier.
"Tie them up."
Su Hui gestured to Harley to the three black men who were slumped on the ground.
Harley chuckled and deftly tied the three of them up tightly with rope, her technique quite professional.
The three black men were left in the corner like dead dogs, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
Su Hui's gaze shifted to Emily, and to the two women in the corner who were terrified and almost speechless from beginning to end.
"They're under your care. If they try to escape... you know what to do."
Su Hui spoke to Emily in a calm tone, but it immediately perked her up.
"it is good."
Emily revealed a sinister smile, a hint of pleasure and coldness flashing in her eyes.
She nodded vigorously, picked up the bloodstained sharp weapon that had fallen to the ground, gripped it tightly in her hand, and stood in front of the three black men, her eyes like those of a wild beast guarding its prey.
Seeing this, the other two women helped each other to their feet. Although they were still afraid, their survival instincts led them to approach Emily.
Having arranged everything, Su Hui looked at Harley.
"Let's go gather some 'materials'."
"Yay! Treasure hunt time!"
Harley immediately perked up.
The two left the lounge and began a rapid search of the fourth floor and the relatively safe areas below.
As a medical laboratory building, this place naturally has no shortage of various chemical reagents and experimental equipment.
Su Hui's goal is very clear.
Dealing with those tough monsters on the fifth floor, especially that stitched abomination, head-on confrontation is clearly unwise.
We must fully leverage our system capabilities.
Alcohol, flammable chemicals, glass bottles, metal tubes, simple electronic components...
He used the [Scan] function to quickly identify available supplies, and relied on the information previously provided by Emily to focus his search on the pharmacology and microbiology laboratories.
Harley, like a curious child, followed Su Hui around, occasionally rummaging through some cabinets and pulling out some strange bottles and jars, or exclaiming in amazement at some experimental instruments.
Su Hui moved swiftly.
He collected various flammable, explosive, and highly corrosive chemicals, such as alcohol, ether, concentrated sulfuric acid, and sodium blocks, as well as glass bottles, gas masks, metal pipes, and timer parts, and put them all into his backpack.
Then, Su Hui opened the synthesis interface.
He checked the existing recipes and combined the materials in his backpack.
[High-Efficiency Incendiary Bomb (Excellent): Contains highly flammable materials; it ignites violently upon impact, showing significant effectiveness against organic targets.]
[White phosphorus incendiary bomb (excellent): Contains white phosphorus particles that spontaneously ignite upon contact with air, generating high temperatures and adhering to the burning material, making it difficult to extinguish.]
[Strong Acid Bone-Corroding Bomb (Excellent): Contains a high concentration of mixed strong acid, possessing extremely strong corrosiveness, capable of destroying armor and biological tissue.]
Each one was as long as a palm and as thick as a bowl, with astonishing power.
He also used some metal cans and pipes he found to assemble a simple throwing launcher, which, although crude, increased the throwing distance and safety.
In just over half an hour, Su Hui used up nearly half of the source crystal particles in his backpack to synthesize 12 Molotov cocktails, 10 white phosphorus bombs, 15 strong acid bombs, and a matching launcher.
The supplies collected in the laboratory were completely used up.
After doing all that, he found a few more metal cabinets and stainless steel trolleys from the laboratory.
They used some steel and sheet metal to create a square sheet metal shield that was thick enough.
[Simple Alloy Shield (Normal): Constructed from multiple layers of pressed metal, providing basic physical defense. Characteristic: Sturdy (slightly increases durability).]
"Honey, are we having a bonfire party? Woohoo~"
Harley looked at the pile of "toys" that had appeared in Su Hui's backpack and excitedly hugged him and jumped up and down.
Her full breasts pressed against Su Hui's chest, and her red lips kissed his cheek.
"Let's go! It's time to let those monsters feel our passion!"
Su Hui's lips curled up as he weighed the makeshift launcher in his hand, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
With preparations complete, the two returned to the lounge.
Upon seeing Su Hui and Harley return, Emily immediately went to greet them, her eyes filled with anticipation.
The three black men in the corner saw the launcher in Su Hui's hand and the shield next to him, their faces drained of color, and they guessed what was going on, their bodies trembling even more violently.
Su Hui threw the shield on the ground.
"The three of you take turns carrying shields and making noise at the fifth-floor stairwell to lure out those monsters."
His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
"what?!"
"No! Are we being sent to our deaths?!"
"That place is full of monsters! Having a shield won't help!"
The three Black men immediately erupted in panic, screaming in terror.
Sending them to lure those terrifying monsters? What's the difference between that and just killing them outright?
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. The three of you can take turns going upstairs to lure the monsters down. If you successfully kill all the monsters, you might still have a chance to survive."
Su Hui sneered, "Or, I can send you on your way right now."
The long sword was drawn again, its cold, gleaming light reflecting on his emotionless face.
The crying stopped abruptly.
The shadow of death loomed once again.
Emily watched this scene with a gleam of pleasure in her eyes.
"I am coming too!"
Her voice was filled with deep-seated hatred.
“I’ll watch them! I promise they’ll do a good job of attracting the monsters!”
"Okay, keep an eye on them and don't let them try anything funny."
Su Hui glanced at her and nodded.
It's good to have one more person supervising.
With someone harboring deep hatred watching them, these three guys probably wouldn't dare to play any tricks.
As for the other two women, Su Hui didn't intend to involve them; their condition was too poor, and they would only be a burden.
"Let's go."
Su Hui gave the order again.
This time, the three black men, like puppets on strings, with resigned despair on their faces, were driven by Emily towards the fifth floor.
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We arrived at the fifth-floor stairwell again.
The nauseating smell and the invisible sense of oppression still lingered.
The purplish-black fungal carpet slowly writhed under the dim green emergency light, as if it were alive.
Who will go first?
Su Hui's gaze fell on the three black men who were trembling like leaves.
The three of them looked at each other, none of them willing to make the first move. (The last two lines are a poetic expression and don't directly relate to the preceding text.)
Su Hui lost his patience and casually pointed to the one closest to him.
"You're the one. Go make some noise!"
The black man looked ashen-faced and nearly collapsed to the ground.
But under Su Hui's icy gaze and Emily's hateful stare, he still trembled as he picked up an alloy shield.
The chosen black man gripped the shield tightly with both hands, almost shuffling along, until he reached the edge of the fifth-floor corridor covered in a fungal carpet.
He kept an eye on the zombies in the distance and tapped the metal railing beside him with his shield.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Not much force needed
But the dull thud echoed in the quiet stairwell.
Soon, on the fungal carpet in the corridor ahead, several mutated zombies and giant rats that were closest to the sound were attracted by the noise. Their scarlet eyes looked over, and they let out low growls as they staggered toward the stairwell.
"Roar!"
A mutated zombie charged forward first, its rotting claws reaching for the black man.
The black man was terrified, gripping his shield tightly and wildly swinging it to defend himself.
at this time.
Two figures darted out from the corner of the stairs like ghosts!
Su Hui took the lead, his [Steel-Cutting] longsword slicing through the air, leaving a trail of dark silver light.
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