Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

"Cheng Jingyi, I've already eaten." Shen Yisui said without blinking, "You can eat by yourself."

Cheng Jingyi squatted down next to the small table leg. Hearing this, he withdrew his hand, but his eyes remained fixed on Shen Yisui.

"Okay, thank you." Shen Yi finally loosened his grip on Cheng Jingyi's wrist. Cheng Jingyi withdrew his hand, squeezed his wrist, and silently placed the can of food at his feet.

Shen Yisui, unable to hear anything, spoke up: "Cheng Jingyi, we actually..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person squatting in front of him suddenly sprang up. Cheng Jingyi's move was similar to before, using the strength of his calves to grab his arm and press his entire body against Shen Yisui.

He was not satisfied with the canned food in his hand and still wanted to tear at Shen Yisui's flesh.

Shen Yisui was not surprised by Cheng Jingyi's actions. He had always been like this; when he was unhappy, he liked to bite Shen Yisui a couple of times to vent his anger. Now that his consciousness was declining, his physical desires would be even stronger.

The dirty water hidden in the bedding was overturned. Shen Yisui moved his ten fingers slightly, and all the dirty water condensed on the sheets, forming a thin ice spike in his palm.

Just as Cheng Jingyi was about to bite Shen Yisui's shoulder blade, he heard the sound and his nerves twitched. He immediately pushed Shen Yisui away without thinking.

Shen Yisui was no match for him in terms of strength, but he had the advantage in terms of skill, not to mention that Cheng Jingyi had seven or eight gunshot wounds.

The water droplets on the floor froze into ice, enveloping Cheng Jingyi's feet, causing him to fall to the ground unexpectedly. Shen Yisui used the momentum to press down on his back, grabbed Cheng Jingyi's nape, and plunged the ice spike in his hand straight into his head.

Cheng Jingyi groaned, struggled for a moment, then fell silent.

Frost had formed on the inside of Shen Yisui's palm. He clapped his hands to knock off all the ice.

"He...he's not dead, is he?" The creature, which had been struggling to survive, fell from the sky and saw blood pooling on the ground. Its orange-yellow light kept flashing.

"It's nothing, he just fainted." Shen Yi touched Cheng Jingyi's temple and rubbed the skin there with his fingertips. It was extremely cold, but not broken.

Shen Yisui stood up, pulled Cheng Jingyi up and put him on the bed, and said, "He won't die so easily."

A zombie's head contains a crystal core, equivalent to a human's heart. This core holds all of the zombie's energy; destroying it also makes survival difficult for the zombie.

Cheng Jingyi is a combination of a human and a zombie. He has a heart and a crystal core, both of which are active and contain life.

Cheng Jingyi realized the importance of the crystal core during the process of zombification. In order to protect his crystal core, he also set up protection in the area of ​​his head.

Now that his level has dropped, the protective shield formed by his mental energy is not as effective as before.

Shen Yisui had only struck his mental surface with ice spikes. The two forces acted simultaneously, and Cheng Jingyi was also mentally shocked and fainted.

Seeing this, the creature breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down carefully, it realized that the dark blood on the floor was from the bullet holes in Cheng Jingyi's body.

The wound there failed to heal on its own, and the surrounding skin had become ulcerated.

The bullets developed by the military are difficult for zombies to remove on their own. They are embedded deep in the flesh and tendons, close to the inner bones, and often require surgery to remove.

Ordinary zombies have no independent consciousness, while advanced zombies fight amongst themselves, vying for crystal cores. After dividing their territories, they don't interact with each other, let alone help one another.

The military designed this type of ammunition specifically to target advanced zombies. According to military databases, this type of MC11 bullet has a lethality rate of up to 87% against advanced zombies.

Shen Yisui had helped Cheng Jingyi remove this type of bullet before, so he wasn't entirely without experience in this situation.

He turned Cheng Jingyi over, took off all his clothes and threw them aside, then simply touched his entire body with his palm to determine the number and location of the bullets that had hit him.

There were six in total. There were three wounds in the chest cavity, two in the abdomen, and one in the thigh.

Shen Yisui frowned slightly. He took out the sharp knife he had taken from the kitchen earlier, wiped the surface briefly, and prepared to cut open Cheng Jingyi's wound.

Watching the situation from above, the survivor couldn't help but ask, "You're already making your move? Don't you need any medicine?"

Shen Yisui stopped the knife tip above Cheng Jingyi's thigh and answered simply and decisively: "No need, it will heal itself."

"But that would hurt a lot, wouldn't it?" Gu Qiechoing hinted. "If you need anything, you can trade your Yang energy points with me. My shop has special scalpels, disinfectant... and the prices aren't high."

Shen Yisui: "..."

Gouqie Toushi had mentioned Yang Qi value to Shen Yisui at the very beginning, but Shen Yisui thought the name was strange and didn't pay much attention to it at the time. He didn't expect Gouqie Toushi to bring it up again now.

Shen Yi touched the tip of his nose: "Could you be more specific?"

"Okay." Seeing an opportunity, the cowardly survivor said, "The things in my shop are still very cheap. A scalpel only costs 37 Yang. Iodine solution is a little more expensive, requiring 40 Yang. And there's the all-purpose recovery pill..."

Hearing the cowardly words, Shen Yi asked, "How much Yang do I have?"

“You have 100 positive results,” Gouqiechoed. “So I recommend you buy a scalpel and iodine.”

Shen Yisui: "..."

He squeezed the handle of the fruit knife in his hand and asked, "Do you have any surgical sutures for stitching up wounds?"

After flipping through a few pages of data, he said, "Yes, fifteen Yang."

"Buy one."

"Alright." The creature, quick to plead its survival, circled Shen Yi Sui once, then asked, "You're only buying this one? Don't you need the rest? Anesthesia? All-purpose pills? Upgraded medical bandages?"

"No need," Shen Yi said, bowing his head. "These things are too expensive. I don't have Yang energy, so I can't afford them."

To live a life of ignominy: "..."

Shen Yisui was the type who was poor and stingy, barely scraping by and had no intention of asking him to borrow money.

It rummaged through its own space and pulled out a bundle of surgical sutures, then tossed it from above to Shen Yisui.

Shen Yisui sensed the situation and then took it with one hand. He wasn't familiar with these medical supplies; he had only heard about them from Gouqie Tousi Sheng and knew that this bundle of surgical sutures had good compatibility and could be directly integrated into the skin, saving him the step of removing the sutures.

Shen Yisui felt good. He turned his head, then, as if remembering something, asked, "Do you sell rope in your shop?"

A flash of orange light appeared on his body as he desperately tried to survive: "Twenty for hemp rope, thirty for elastic rope, fifty for metal rope..."

Shen Yi nodded: "Buy a bundle of hemp rope."