I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

TL: Hua

A squad of survivors hid in a dilapidated shop, supported only by a flimsy security door that could collapse at any moment.

There were originally a dozen people in their group, but now there are only eight left. When they broke into South City, they were trapped by a group of zombies, and they didn’t even have a chance to save people.

Some survivors felt exasperated, “The danger of the South City has long spread to all the big and small bases. Now no one dares come to South City at all. We can go to the East City, West City, and North City; anywhere is fine, but why did you have to come here? What are you looking for?“

Fang Zhen held a gun with both hands. His small eyes were full of light, “A good thing, a good thing that can definitely let us brothers change the pattern of this era. As long as we can find more and build our own base, there will definitely be countless survivors who come to join us!“

“What is it then? You keep saying that it’s a good thing this and a good thing that, but you can’t even take it out for us to see. Who knows if it’s true or not? Your plan has led many of us to seek death alongside you. This is meaningless. I quit!” Some survivors were pissed off.

Fang Zhen said angrily, “Don’t f*cking chicken out on me! You rush forward when it’s good and quit when it’s dangerous. There is no such thing in the world!“

Survivor: “Then you tell us about that good thing, so that we know what to expect, and even if we die, we will understand what we’re dying for!”

Fang Zhen thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, “There is a rumor in the Ling City base. Have you heard of it?”

Survivor: “There are rumors in the base every day. Which one are you talking about?”

Fang Zhen: “Someone in South City can treat the infected.”

Some survivors snorted, “Bullshit! Those crazy people were tortured insane by the apocalypse and they’re just imagining all this shit!“

Some survivors responded, “Did you f*cking bring us brothers to die because of this rumor?!“

Some survivors said angrily, “Some time ago, there was a rumor that you were fine after being bitten by zombies and that you had an antidote. Explain it clearly. Do you really have it? If we get bitten by a zombie and we let it bite us again, will it detoxify the virus?“

“Fuck your bullshit! Don’t make any noise! ​​Listen to me!” Fang Zhen shouted coldly, “Antidote is fake! It’s just an excuse to fool others! A rich person doesn’t reveal his wealth, understand?!“

The survivors all shut up and listened to him.

Fang Zhen said: “I was really bitten by a zombie. I thought I was done for, but I was lucky and narrowly escaped death. I accidentally discovered something that actually detoxified me! That’s why I’m still alive, understand?!“

Everyone sucked in a deep breath.

Some people still couldn’t believe it,“Really? Is there really such a thing?!“

“If not, do you think I’m crazy enough to run to South City where zombies gather? You think I don’t value my own life?!” Fang Zhen spat, “Others don’t believe that rumor. Only Lao Zi¹An arrogant way to address oneself. knows it’s true. Someone must have found that thing and is saving people with it!“

Fang Zhen said: “Since it was found in South City, then there must be more of it here. This is the purpose of my adventure. Do you understand?! Your eyes are all blinded by cow dung. I brought you all here to make a fortune, and you’re still yapping. Those who want to leave can leave now. Lao Zi won’t stop you!”

Someone laughed, “Brother Fang, since it’s a good thing, let us take a look. I saw that your backpack stays with you all day. Is that thing inside?“

Fang Zhen’s eyes froze. He raised his hand and directly shot the man who dared to stretch out his hand.

Everyone else avoided them, and then looked at Fang Zhen with eyes full of fear.

Fang Zhen smiled grimly, “I advise you to be careful with your thoughts. I’m willing to take you to eat spicy food²A Chinese idiom, which describes a rich life that one can eat and drink at will., but that doesn’t mean that you can have crooked thoughts! I repeat, those who are willing to sincerely work with me stay, those who aren’t willing to leave immediately!!“

The remaining few people looked at each other and finally decided to stay.

“Brother Fang, us brothers will follow you in the future! We are all waiting to eat spicy food with Brother Fang!“

“Good!” Fang Zhen laughed, “All good brothers! Now our first priority is to find more of this stuff, and in the future, any survivor base will have to beg us!“

Everyone was very excited when someone exclaimed, “The zombie group has left.”

A few people cautiously walked to the security door and glanced outside. Sure enough, the zombies that came after them were gone.

“Go!” Fang Zhen gave an order, and the others opened the security door and walked out.

There wasn’t a single zombie outside.

“Brother Fang’s luck is going against the sky; even the zombies were subdued!” Someone wanted to flatter Fang Zhen when he turned around and found a person standing in front of him.

The man has black hair and black eyes, a pale complexion, and clean, fresh clothes, completely unlike the people struggling to survive in the post-apocalyptic world.

The sudden appearance of such a person here was abrupt and strange!

Everyone became vigilant. Fang Zhen’s gun muzzle was already pointed at him, asking, “Who are you? What are you doing here?!“

Wen Qingling: “Are you Fang Zhen?”

Fang Zhen squeezed the trigger, “It’s Lao Zi! What are you…“

Before Fang Zhen finished speaking, his backpack was suddenly pulled by a force. Fang Zhen was lifted and slammed against the wall. Fang Zhen fell to the ground, and the backpack flew into Wen Qingling’s hands.

Spiritual power—telekinesis ability!

Fang Zhen frantically opened fire. Suddenly, a thorn-covered vine emerged from the ground and slapped Fang Zhen’s face fiercely, instantly scraping away at his flesh and blood. The people who attacked together were all scratched in the face by the vine and started screaming.

Wen Qingling pulled open the backpack and took out a blood anemone from inside, which seemed to grow a lot bigger. Fang Zhen should have figured out how to nourish blood anemones.

Everyone stared at the red anemone-like thing and realized at the same time that this should be the “treasure” Fang Zhen mentioned.

This person is here to snatch the “treasure”!

The disparity in strength made Fang Zhen not dare to act rashly.

Wen Qingling threw the backpack at him and kept the blood anemone to himself, “Where are the other three?”

Fang Zhen’s pupils shrank, and he hurriedly said, “No, I only found this one.”

Wen Qingling stared at him. The vines entangled Fang Zhen and dragged him over. Fang Zhen screamed and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

Wen Qingling raised his hand and pressed his temple, “Where are the other three?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen it. I really don’t know!” Fang Zhen screamed.

When Fang Zhen repeatedly denied it, two women’s faces subconsciously appeared in his mind. Another fragment appeared, which was exactly the picture of Fang Zhen pressing down on a blood anemone.

Wen Qingling already understood the situation and threw Fang Zhen back.

“Three plants. The other two are in the hands of two women…” Wen Qingling whispered softly.

It’s a little troublesome. The two women are both at the Ling City Base. If he wants to get them back, he must go to the Ling City Base, but he doesn’t want to go.

Fang Zhen was so frightened that he got up and ran away, not wanting to take back the stolen treasure. It’s more important to save his life first.

He is extremely grateful for his sharp wit. He has always believed that he shouldn’t put all the eggs in one basket. Sure enough, if he had brought three “treasures” together, wouldn’t they all be snatched away?!

Wen Qingling was unbothered and let them leave South City without stopping them.

• 1An arrogant way to address oneself.
• 2A Chinese idiom, which describes a rich life that one can eat and drink at will.