The Walking Dead: I Sell Arms as a Sixth-Rate Seller in the Apocalypse

12:10 am

The entrance hall of the underground research institute.

The dilapidated hall was filled with broken equipment and mutilated limbs, some of which were used for research, and was haphazardly piled up inside a large doorway.

Rick arrived at the entrance hall of the research institute and looked at the messy hall. He was very unhappy. Each of these research devices was extremely valuable in the current world, but now they had all become scrap in this zombie crisis. This would be very detrimental to his future control of this research institute.

Rick looked up at the surveillance camera that was still working and said.

"Dr. Liz, I need you to explain what happened here. What's with this pile of research equipment that's been turned into scrap? These are priceless treasures in the current world, how did they end up being used as roadblocks?"

Just then, Liz's voice came from a loudspeaker not far away.

"Everything here is thanks to three people, one of whom is another person's subordinate."

"Oh, I hope that when we meet, you can give me a good explanation for making my research institute like this. I will never let these three people get away with this."

When Liz heard Rick's words, she found it somewhat amusing. She thought to herself, "I am the one in charge. The construction and funding of the research institute were provided by the organization. I am the highest decision-maker here. How did it become yours now?"

However, she didn't intend to say these words. Rather than worrying about this matter, she hoped that Rick wouldn't be distracted by such trivial things and thus delay the important task of rescuing her.

Listening to the knocking sounds outside the blast door, Liz became exhausted, and her hatred for the three people who had caused this situation grew even stronger.

Rick remembered the fat zombie he had encountered before and asked the question while looking at the security camera.

"I encountered a bloated, fat zombie in the staff office area. It had yellow cysts all over its body."

Upon hearing this, Liss immediately asked.

"Are you two unharmed? And have you gotten any slime on you?"

"Ha, Dr. Liz, you do know something. Tell me what's going on."

Liz fell silent upon hearing this, but after seeing that Rick and Mieko stopped walking further inside, she spoke slowly.

"You've probably seen that failed specimen. Although it's not fast and its defense isn't very high, it can spray a highly corrosive slime. If you get sprayed by its slime, you'll either get burned and infected with the zombie virus, or you'll be turned into bones by the slime. I call it the 'Sprayer.' This special infected creature can not only spray highly corrosive slime, but it is also a giant slime canister. If you hit its lungs or the largest abscess, it will explode, and the slime and blood inside its body will fly around, corroding everything it touches."

Hearing this, Rick broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he hadn't let Mieko shoot the zombie in the chest. Otherwise, if the zombie's lung cyst had burst, the entire staff office area would have been corroded by the blood and slime splattered from the explosion, and he and Mieko might not have escaped unscathed.

Thinking of this, Rick said to Mieko beside him.

"Honey, remember this: next time you encounter those zombies covered in yellow pustules, if you're at a distance and there are no teammates around, you can shoot them however you want. But if there's something you need to protect or teammates around, you absolutely cannot shoot at their pustules or chests. You can only shoot them in the head. Otherwise, as Dr. Liz said, the blood and slime splattered from the explosion are corrosive and infectious. You don't want to be turned into a zombie by that disgusting slime, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Mieko trembled, then said with a look of fear.

"I don't want to become like that. I won't fight those zombies anymore."

"That won't do. This is not the time to act rashly. From now on, you need to learn to aim for the head and shoot accurately. Switch to a drum magazine with slugs, and make sure every zombie you encounter along the way gets a headshot!"

Upon hearing Rick's words, Mihoko looked like a student who had done something wrong, hanging her head and not daring to look at Rick.

Seeing Mieko like this, Rick shook his head, reached out and touched Mieko's dark hair to comfort her.

"I'm saying all this for your own good. Put yourself in my shoes. If I were fighting zombies in front of you, and suddenly a zombie covered in pustules lunged at me, would you fight it or not?"

Mihoko fell into thought upon hearing this, while Rick continued to add to the discussion.

"If you don't fight, I might get bitten by that zombie."

Mieko replied decisively upon hearing this.

"How can I do that? How can I just stand by and watch that zombie attack you?"

"That's right, but if you shoot, even if you just hit the cyst on that zombie's body with a single shot, the splattered slime and blood will stick to me, and I still won't escape death."

Upon hearing this, Mieko was caught in a dilemma, and then she said, torn between the two.

"I can't hit you, and I can't not hit you either. What do you want from me?"

Seeing Mieko like this, Rick felt both angry and amused. He smiled and said to Mieko...

"You'll be fine as long as you learn to shoot the head, my silly wife. As long as you hit the brain, that zombie won't be a threat anymore. It won't explode unless someone shoots its body again."

Upon hearing this, Mihoko had no choice but to accept her fate. Everything she had now was given to her by the man in front of her, and her man was above all else.

After figuring this out, Mieko removed the explosive drum magazine from the combat shotgun and then quickly loaded a drum magazine containing single-shot rounds from her ring space.

Seeing this, Rick led Mieko further into the research institute.

However, Rick discovered that the further they went in, the more obvious the signs of battle became. When Rick and Mieko arrived at Area A of the underground research facility, the hellish environment before them once again refreshed Rick and Mieko's understanding of zombies.

On the ground lay a dozen or so corpses dressed in black combat suits and wearing masks. In the center of Area A lay three giant zombies, each with wounds caused by large-caliber weapons. Two of the giant zombies had their heads blown off, while the left arm of the other giant zombie was severed and lying to the side.

Seeing the two of them staring blankly at the scene before them, Liz explained.

"These people are a special response team sent by the organization to protect the research institute and me. It is said that they are also a biochemical treatment team trained by that mysterious man, Death Hank. However, even so, they suffered heavy losses in this leak incident. Almost all of them died here. Only one female medic is missing. Even through the monitors, I cannot find her."

After listening to Liz's explanation, Rick looked at the weapons scattered around them, then at the three giant zombie corpses. Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he spoke to Liz through the surveillance camera.

"Hey Dr. Liz, to lighten the mood, I'm going to perform a magic trick for you. It's called 'The Great Corpse Transformation.' I hope you enjoy it."

"What? What time is it now and you still have time to perform magic for me?"

Liz said to Rick with a displeased look, but Rick ignored her and went straight to the nearest corpse to begin his performance.

Rick crouched down and touched the corpse with his left hand. In an instant, the corpse vanished into thin air as if it had never existed.

"Tch, what a ridiculous trick."

Seeing this, Liz put her hands on her hips and said disdainfully to Rick on the screen.

And so, Rick retrieved the dozen or so bodies of the biochemical disposal team, keeping only the one that was best preserved.

Rick approached the corpse and expertly removed its black combat suit and all its equipment, placing them together. He then rested his right hand on the suit, and immediately a system notification sounded.

[Ding! Detected that the host has acquired a set of "Dawn of Light Organization Biochemical Processing Team Black Special Operations Suit". Add to system shop?]

"Enter, enter, hurry up and enter."

[Ding! Congratulations on successful data entry. This item can be redeemed for 10 points in the system shop.]

"What? 10 points? Are you kidding me? This outfit is so expensive!"

Upon seeing this, Rick immediately opened the system store, went to the clothing option, and found the special operations suit and its description.

"The Black Special Operations Suit is a special operations suit developed by the Dawn of Light organization for their biochemical treatment teams. The suit's helmet features a complete air purification system, allowing the wearer to fight continuously for six hours in environments filled with deadly viruses and toxins. The helmet incorporates both thermal imaging and night vision capabilities, enabling combat in complete darkness. It also includes a built-in miniature fire control computer, helping the wearer to hit targets more quickly and accurately when firing weapons. The suit's special fibers offer some protection against zombie bites and sharp weapon penetration, and can even temporarily withstand direct fire from 7.62mm full-power rounds. The suit has a crisis rescue system that can release hemostatic gel at the site of a fatal blow and automatically inject adrenaline into the heart to save the wearer's life. When the wearer is unconscious, the suit activates a zombie camouflage function, automatically releasing a scent that confuses zombies and some special types of infected individuals, causing them to ignore the wearer."

Rick was stunned. What the hell was this high-tech combat suit? The Dawn of Light organization's scientific research level was 30 years ahead of the world. With such an awesome combat suit, who would want to wear this garbage SWAT combat suit?

Rick decisively spent 20 points to redeem a men's set and a women's set, one set for himself and one set for Mieko, which fit perfectly.

With that thought in mind, Rick immediately conjured two sets of black special operations suits and handed the women's version to Mieko.

"Honey, wearing this black special operations suit will be a great help in your upcoming battles."

Mieko took the clothes and looked at the white JK uniform she was wearing, which was stained with a lot of black and red blood, with a troubled expression. Then she said to Rick.

“I remember you said before that you liked the way I looked when I wore this outfit and fought alongside you, even after I got pregnant and my belly got bigger.”

Hearing this, Rick closed his eyes, and the image of a beautiful pregnant girl with a big belly, wielding a weapon and shooting zombies flashed through his mind again. He swallowed, then opened his eyes and said to Mieko with a doting look.

"You look most beautiful like that, but it's very dangerous right now. Once you put this outfit on, you'll know how good it is. Be good, listen to your husband. After the operation is over, I'll do whatever you want to me."

Hearing Rick's words, Mieko had no choice but to take off her white JK uniform, which was stained with black and red blood, and put on the black special operations uniform.

When Rick saw his wife wearing this outfit, he immediately looked disgusted. The combat helmet completely covered Mieko's shy and beautiful face.

Seeing this, Rick couldn't help but ask the system.

"System, system, this outfit is a bit ugly, is there any way to change it?"

[Ding! Host, you can spend 1000 points to exchange for clothing transformation privileges from this system. From now on, you can transform the appearance of any clothing without affecting its original attributes.]

"1000 points? That's expensive, but for my wife, and for my special hobby! I'll redeem it!"

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully redeemed 1000 points.]

Rick immediately used his transformation ability on Mieko. With a flash of white light, the black special operations uniform Mieko was wearing transformed into her white school uniform that she had taken off. This shocked Mieko. She felt that her clothes had not changed, including the helmet on her head. However, when she looked down at the clothes she was wearing, they had turned into the white school uniform that had been taken off. Looking at this unbelievable scene, Mieko asked softly.

"Honey, is this another one of your special abilities?"

"That's right, Mieko. This function is called Clothing Transformation. I can change the appearance of the clothes you're wearing. You're currently wearing a black special operations uniform, but I've transformed it into a white schoolgirl uniform. The transformation effect will only be removed when you take off this outfit, so please be careful and keep it a secret from everyone else."

Upon hearing this, Mihoko smiled happily at Rick.

"Okay~ Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Your white school uniform is dirty, so you can put it back in your space. I'll wear it for you to see after I wash it~"

"Okay~"

Rick affectionately patted Mieko's head, but the touch felt like touching a special operations helmet, instantly shattering his plan to kiss her.

Just as Rick and Mihoko were showing off their affection, the muscular man who had been stripped naked twitched his fingers and slowly opened his eyes. He struggled to sit up and looked around. He then saw a man wearing the same clothes as his squad members hugging and kissing a beautiful girl in a white JK uniform, showing off their affection.

He was stunned for a moment, then called out to the two of them with a weak expression.

"Hey! You two over there, stop for a second, do me a favor."