Chapter 185: A Little Probability

16.7 per cent for option I, 50 per cent for option two and 33.3 per cent for option III.

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[Option 2]

【Small Clinic】

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The zombies that had never been seen before jumped into the "vulture" cluster, and in an instant, death and terror spread throughout the street.

Zheng Zhuo and Yan Futi were worried about being affected, and immediately retreated towards the buildings on the side.

"Hell. I've never seen anything like that...... The people in the city really come up with new tricks. Zombies are no exception. ”

Yan Futi muttered bits and pieces as he quickly moved towards the nearby buildings.

Yan Futi, who has been here for three years, has never seen this kind of zombie?

Zheng Zhuo's heart moved.

"Were there any other strange zombies from the past?"

He hurried to catch up and asked.

"How could there be! Joke...... Aren't those guys all human beings before they die! ”

Could it be the reason for the little green bottle attached to the [Magician] card?

Zheng Zhuo thought to himself.

It's not impossible. Based on all the current world conditions, what will the cards be attached to...... Statues, treasures, trophies, ancient books, farms, scriptures......

It's all about a very core secret.

"I just hope there won't be too much after that!"

Zheng Zhuo shouted and ran to the foot of the complex below the slope.

(Is there danger inside?) )”

He asked the young woman quickly in his head.

"[Detection] shows that there are two ordinary zombies trapped in the consultation room inside the clinic. Other than that, it's safe. ”

Rhubarb followed with his tongue drooping.

(Okay.) )”

Zheng Zhuo kicked open the already dilapidated door of the clinic.

"Here!"

He shouted.

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As soon as you enter the small clinic, your vision immediately becomes dim.

The ceilings are extremely low. In some places, because of disrepair, water seeps. The interior is clear at a glance that it has been swept away. Equipment racks, broken pallet trucks, and round stainless steel stools were scattered in the aisles.

The sweep wasn't just done by the vultures. Everything has a thick layer of ash on it. With the arrival of Zheng Zhuo and his party, fine dust rose in the air.

It's been a long time since this place was swept away. Zheng Zhuo guessed that it would be at least a year to two years. Everything was looted, all the cabinets were turned over, and some were pushed to the ground.

It must have been looted several times shortly after the outbreak of the zombie crisis.

Yan Futi and Rhubarb both flashed in. Zheng Zhuo made a gesture, and everyone entered the depths of the clinic together.

At least not by the window. He couldn't guarantee that the zombies wouldn't find them.

Rustle, knock.

There was a sound of things crashing into the exam room inside.

"There are zombies in there. Two. ”

Zheng Zhuo whispered.

Yan Futi nodded. He motioned for Zheng Zhuo to step back, bypassed him, and picked up his gun.

The doorknob was gently unscrewed.

Followed by.

Bang, bang.

Two gunshots.

"You can go in."

The old man kicked the door open. The two zombies with their scoops open twitched and fell to the ground.

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No matter how many times I watch it, I still don't get used to it. Zheng Zhuo tried not to look at the black and green things on the ground, went indoors, and brought the door.

There are no windows in this room. After the door was closed, the noise of chaos in the street suddenly became much quieter.

The interior is opaque. At the same time, it also means that it is difficult for zombies outside to find here.

Zheng Zhuo tried to turn on the light. The lights don't come on...... Of course. Electricity is precious now.

"You didn't really bring anything with you when you came out."

Yan Futi said and lit his solar flashlight.

"I was just thinking about bringing my dog."

Zheng Zhuo was telling the truth.

He walked to the side of the exam room and looked at the cabinet beside him.

It's not that messy. The cabinet is relatively intact, and there are even some books and equipment inside.

You know, even the trays are empty outside.

However, Zheng Zhuo can probably think of what this is all about.

No one knows exactly what the inside of the clinic is like. At the time of the corpse transformation, the zombie was trapped in the internal examination room. It was the early days of the corpse tide, and everyone didn't have many powerful weapons. They don't know. Without knowing how many zombies there were behind the door, no one wanted to take such a big risk for supplies in a small clinic.

To put it this way......

"These two zombies have been 'alive' here for three years?"

In a sense, zombies shouldn't be considered immortal. He thought about what he didn't have, and opened the cabinets one by one.

The first thing he searched for was some drugs. There are pain relievers, anti-inflammatories, and some gastrointestinal medications.

Zheng Zhuo turned them over.

It's all expired.

“…… People can't eat it. But maybe it still works. ”

He stuffed them all into the [Medium Backpack] he had made.

Then, he also found a lot of medical materials, paper.

Paper is a very heavy thing. He wanted to take it with him, but after trying it, he found that it only slowed down his movements, and he didn't think it was worth it, so he gave up.

Eventually, he found some surgical instruments.

All he had here was eye scissors, surgical forceps and some tweezers. But Yan Futi found more there.

When the long is long, the long is long.

When Zheng Zhuo turned his head, he saw Yan Futi pouring boxes of metal tools into his backpack.

"Great harvest." He said, "There are so many metal tools!" If you don't do it, you can exchange it for some hard currency...... Can...... ...... and so on."

That's when it happened.

Zheng Zhuo felt his trousers tighten. He looked down and found Rhubarb biting into his pants.

"Something's coming."

In her head, the young woman said.

Meanwhile.

Rumble.

The clinic shook violently.

“……!”

Zheng Zhuo saw that he was about to crash into the cabinet.

He didn't want to make a sound! He simply rolled on the spot.

Smack.

He slipped into the sticky corpses of zombies. Suddenly, the putrid stench filled his nostrils.

He almost threw up.

If the big zombie outside hadn't rushed in at this time.

Boom!

There was another loud bang.

In the hall of the clinic, everything was flying everywhere.

The door to the clinic, which was already unsecure, was knocked through a crack.

The big zombies are coming!

Boom!

The last loud bang. The glass walls outside the clinic were shattered, and the two members of the "vultures" were stuffed into the examination room by the hideous zombies.

Blood splattered into the dusty room.

When it was long.

Everything was knocked open. In the midst of the chaos, Zheng Zhuo looked through the crack in the door and saw the guns of the two "vulture" members falling to the ground.

One was a shotgun, which fell very close to the door, and the other was a short-mouthed pistol, which fell in the middle of the hall.

There was also a hanging of ammunition that slipped out of the "vulture" member whose arm had been torn off, and slid with blood trails to a position very close to the door of Zheng Zhuo's clinic.

In the small clinic, the roar shook the heavens and the earth. The big zombies continue to go berserk, and they are destroyed everywhere. The ceiling was crumbling with sand and dust.

The big zombie stomped on the ground, and the long-handled shotgun closest to him was neatly trampled into a pile of scrap metal.

“……!”

Zheng Zhuo wanted their weapons and ammunition if he could......

If you don't get it quickly, you might be ruined.

But now get out there......

It's too dangerous!

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【Question】

[What should I do next?] 】

[Option 1]

【Pick up pistol bullets】

Description: There is a 30% chance of being noticed by the big zombies.

[Option 2]

[Pick up pistol bullets and short-mouth pistols]

Description: There is a 60% chance of being noticed by the big zombies.

[Option 3]

[Don't take any items, wait quietly for the big zombies to leave]

Description: Won't be noticed. Unpicked items have an 80% chance of being destroyed.

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