I Have a Zombie Assistance System

At night, the heavy rain was still falling, and there was no intention of reducing the intensity of the rain. It seemed that the rain that had accumulated for so long was going to be poured down all at once.

On the street in the distance, a group of people wearing raincoats stepped on the stagnant water and moved quickly until they came to a building and stopped.

This group of people all held various knives in their hands. They didn't seem to be good people, and they didn't know where they came from.

One of them spat, "Bah, you have to go out on a rainy day. If you accidentally eat this rainwater, you may turn into a zombie immediately. You really don't treat us as human beings."

Another person reminded in a low voice, "Stop saying a few words. If we don't do it right this time, we may not be safe, or even worse, we will be sent as material."

Everyone shuddered, obviously understanding what the consequences would be if they were used as material.

The man just scratched his neck and said, "That's why I'm not afraid of them. I'm almost dead. Can I be afraid of them?"

One person whispered, "Old dog, you've been sniffing here for a long time, have you smelled it?"

The man who was called an old dog said impatiently, "Why are you urging me? If you have the ability, you can sniff me?"

The man said disdainfully, "I don't have a dog's nose, how can I smell it?"

The old dog was not happy anymore and turned around and said, "Just say it again. If I don't beat you down today, I won't call you Lao Jiu."

One person quickly came out to smooth things over, "Brother Ninth, don't argue with him, hurry up and hurry up. I heard that this opponent is very difficult to deal with. If we alert them, we will be completely ruined."

The old dog snorted coldly, "If the rain hadn't washed away the smell, would it have taken me so long?"

The person who smoothed things over quickly responded, "Yes, yes, yes."

The old dog turned around, his nose kept twitching, and after a while he pointed to the side, "There's their smell there."

Everyone was startled and shined their flashlights in that direction. They clenched the knives in their hands tightly, ready to fight at any time.

Someone asked with a trembling voice, "Could it be that we were ambushed?"

At this time, the man who had scolded the old dog said disdainfully, "Look at how cowardly you are, there is nothing there, just the body of a zombie spider. From the looks of it, you don't know how long it has been dead."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the old dog.

The old dog couldn't help but said, "How do I know it's a corpse? There's obviously their smell over there." As he spoke, he walked towards the spider corpse, as if he was ready to vent his anger.

The man who was trying to smooth things over quickly grabbed the old dog and said, "Brother Ninth, business is important. This is just a corpse, why bother?"

The old dog then came back, sniffed upstairs again, and then affirmed, "Those people are in this room."

The man from before said again, "I don't know if it's true or false. What if it's the same as before?"

The old dog became angry and said, "Believe it or not, I'm done talking and my mission is completed."

The person who was trying to smooth things over shouted to the back of the crowd, "Xiao Li, come up quickly, it's time for you to take action. And all of you, please keep your voices down later so as not to alert others."

A little man with a sinister look came out, took out a piece of wire and poked it at the keyhole for a while. Hearing "Kacha", he turned around with a smile and said, "That's it." However, he did not open the door, but walked straight back.

After all, it wouldn’t be surprising for a survivor’s house like this to have many traps in it. He didn't want to be shot to death by random arrows as soon as he opened the door.

The remaining people looked at each other, unwilling to be that fool.

The person trying to smooth things over cursed secretly, and then said to a big fat man, "Fat brother, the rest is up to you."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, "Leave it to me? I won't do it. Don't think I'm stupid just because you think I'm easy to bully."

The person who smoothed things over quickly said, "It's nothing. It's just that you are our boss this time. As the boss, you should naturally lead the way, don't you think?"

The person behind said quickly, "Yes, yes."

Fatty is not stupid either. "Hasn't our boss always been you? When did you become me?"

The person trying to smooth things over rolled his eyes and said, "We just elected them collectively. After all, I am old and it is difficult to convince the public. You are different. You are still young and strong. They dare not disobey you. The most important thing is What’s more, being the boss will give you more rewards and you will get more food.”

Upon hearing this, the fat man wiped the saliva from his mouth and patted his chest, "It's settled, I'm your boss now, no one is allowed to compete with me."

The person who was trying to smooth things over nodded, and then made a gesture to the door, "Boss, please."

The other people secretly cursed the old fox for being too shrewd, but no one stepped forward to stop him. They didn't want to be pushed forward.

The fat man didn't think much, he stepped forward and put his hand on the door handle, and then opened the door.

Those people stepped back one after another, but found that nothing happened, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone said, "Is it possible that we are worrying too much? There are not even zombies around here, let alone survivors. Maybe it is because of such an environment that they will hardly take any precautions?"

Others nodded, "That makes sense."

Generally speaking, in addition to setting up a trigger trap at the gate, such as random arrows and the like. Others will put zombie black liquid on top and pour it on them as soon as they enter, causing people to be infected and turn into zombies. Or it might spray some pepper or poisonous gas. In short, it's hard to guard against.

But there are actually no traps here, which inevitably makes people feel a little too simple.

The fat man looked at them with disdain, "You are so cowardly, you are the only one who still wants to be the boss." After saying that, he opened the door and walked in.

Those people took a step back again, waited for a while, and found that there was nothing strange and did not hear the fat man's screams, then they slowly followed. As a result, after they entered, they found the fat man standing in front of the stairs, but did not step up.

Someone asked, "Fat man, what are you doing? Why don't you go up?"

The fat man pointed to an almost invisible red rope at his feet and said, "There is a bell tied to this red rope. I don't know if it is a trap or used as an alarm. I dare not leave."

Someone stepped forward and took a look, "Didn't the guy with the mask teach us how to see traps? This is definitely not a trap. It should just be used as an alarm. Just step over it."

The fat man nodded and asked again, "But what if the upper level also has a bell?"

The man took a flashlight and looked at it for a while, "There's no line in front, where's the bell? Let's go quickly."

The fat man said "Oh", took a step forward, and stepped on the upper step of the red rope, but it made a crisp "ding" sound.