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

13:10 pm

Underground research institute weapons factory

Rick returned to the public eye carrying his beautiful young wife.

"Dr. Liz, I haven't given up on you. As long as you're alive and haven't been harmed by zombies, our agreement will stand."

Upon hearing Rick's words, Liz looked away from Rick's handsome Asian face and pointed to the front door.

"That lord-level zombie is back with its horde. This blast door won't last two minutes."

As Liz finished speaking, the edge of the already deformed blast door had been smashed open by the lord zombie, creating a gap large enough to fit two hands.

Just then, the lord zombie stopped pounding on the door. It peered through the gap created by the smashing and revealed its crimson eyes, looking into the factory.

When it noticed the five living people behind the door, it roared at the horde of corpses following behind it, then stretched out its huge hands, grabbed the gap in the blast door, and forcefully pried it apart.

When the Coachatas and Liz saw this, they immediately realized something was wrong. They had only one thought in their minds: they had really messed things up this time.

Seeing the expressions on the three people's faces, as if they had just eaten something amazing, Rick put Mieko down and walked towards the door.

Soon they arrived at the blast door, and Rick spoke to the three pale-faced men behind him.

"Don't rush, don't rush, I'll perform a show for you."

Hearing voices coming from the doorway, the lord zombie peered through the nearly completely pried-open gap into the room.

A creature dressed in black special operations clothing stood not far from it, looking at it with a mocking expression.

This enraged the lord zombie. Although it was not very intelligent, it knew that daring to stand so close to it was clearly a provocation.

The lord zombie roared at Rick in front of it, then stretched out its right arm, covered with chitinous biological carapace, through the gap in the blast door that was about to be pried open, and reached for Rick, who was not far away.

As Rick saw the enormous arm reaching out, he tilted his neck to the left, narrowly avoiding the giant hand that was about to grab him. With his remaining strength, he spoke to the person behind him.

"Now open your eyes wide and watch my performance!"

After Rick finished speaking, he immediately opened the system store and spent 103 points to buy 10 universal repair tools and 3 remote C4s.

After completing all this, Rick's consciousness left the system store and returned to the weapons factory, where zombies were wildly grabbing at things with their huge arms.

Rick noticed a hole in the blast door large enough to fit a hand. Without hesitation, he immediately materialized the three remote-controlled C4s from his personal storage space into his hand.

Before the lord zombie could find Rick, he threw the three man-made remote-controlled C4s through the hole that could only fit one hand. The three remote-controlled C4s landed not far from the lord zombie's feet.

However, the lord zombie did not notice Rick's little movements behind the door. He was still roaring angrily, his arms still clawing wildly in the gap, as if he would not give up until he caught the provocative man.

"Heh, even if a brainless idiot becomes a lord-level zombie BOSS, he is still just a brute with a show but no brains."

Rick launched into a sarcastic and taunting attack on the lord zombie. Unexpectedly, the lord zombie seemed to understand Rick's words. It angrily pushed its way in, its outstretched arm seemingly trying to force a large hole in the blast door to accommodate its size.

Seeing this, Rick didn't give it the chance. He held a multi-tool in his left hand and a military green C4 detonator in his right.

The red button on the C4 detonator was still lit up, ready for the person holding it to press the button at any moment.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, please don't blink. Next, please enjoy the program I have prepared for you, 'The Tragic Death of the Lord Zombie.' I hope you enjoy it."

After Rick finished speaking, without paying attention to the expressions of others looking at him, he directly slapped the multi-tool in his left hand onto the blast door that was about to be destroyed.

At this moment, the system sound sounded.

[Ding! Multi-tool successfully used; explosion-proof door restored to perfect factory condition.]

After the system's sound settled, the explosion-proof door, which was originally severely deformed and about to be smashed into scrap metal, was instantly restored to its perfect factory condition with no scratches and a smooth, clean surface.

The moment it recovered, the zombie's giant arm clipped into the blast door, just like in a video game.

Just then, a painful wail came from outside.

The lord-level zombie lost sensation in its arms the instant the blast door was restored. As it retreated, its thick arm, covered in chitinous bio-armor, immediately gushed out a large amount of blood.

Then, its arm separated from its shoulder, making it a one-armed lord zombie.

After hearing about the zombie's effect, Rick walked back to the group with satisfaction and, in front of everyone, handed the remote-controlled C4 detonator to Mieko, giving her instructions.

"Mieko, now it's time to see."

"Yes."

With a slightly flushed face, Mihoko accepted the remote-controlled C4 detonator handed to her by her man. Then, she raised the arm holding the detonator and pressed the red button in the center of the detonator, which was still glowing, towards the blast door in the distance.

BooM~BooM~BooM! Three loud explosions came from behind the blast door.

The entire underground research institute was once again shaken by the powerful explosion. A large amount of dust fell from the ceiling, and some of the already fragile ceiling panels fell directly from the roof.

Rick smiled with satisfaction at everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you satisfied with my performance, 'The Tragic Death of the Lord Zombie'?"

Upon hearing Rick's words, the three of them, who had been stunned, clapped mechanically.

Rick was very pleased to see the bewildered looks on everyone's faces. He thoroughly enjoyed their expressions, while Mieko looked at him with adoration and praised him.

"Wow, my husband is amazing!"

"You were pretty good too, especially the way you held the detonator just now, it was so cool!"

"Hehe, my husband is the most handsome. No man in the world can be more handsome than you. I'm really happy to be your wife."

"Hey, what's this called? This is called comfortable, this is called awesome, it's really comfortable, it's really awesome."

Rick was completely captivated by Mihoko's two compliments, and the smile on his lips was even harder to suppress than AK's.

Just then, Liz, who had become somewhat numb, stood up and addressed the crowd.

"Come with me and check if that lord zombie is dead or not."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it. Lead the way, Dr. Liz."

Kochetta and Diane followed behind Rick with blank expressions, while Rick carried Mieko, who looked at him with admiration, behind Liz. Liz looked at Mieko in his arms with some envy, but Rick didn't notice her expression because of her blank look.

Tens of seconds later.

Liz led the group into a small room inside the weapons factory.

Upon entering the room, the group saw that it was filled with LCD screens.

Several of the screens were still playing images, through which Rick could even see Daryl and the Moore brothers smoking system cigarettes outside the gate of the underground nuclear shelter, as well as the four police officers led by Kobe Bryan, the captain of SWAT Alpha Team, playing Texas Hold'em on a pile of corpses made up of several zombie bodies.

Seeing this, Rick took out his walkie-talkie and spoke into it.

"Rick calling Daryl, please respond if you hear me, over."

"Rick calling Moore, please respond if you hear me, over."

Upon hearing the voices coming from the walkie-talkie, Daryl and Moore did not hesitate and immediately took out their walkie-talkies to respond.

"This is Daryl, Rick, please speak."

"This is Moore, boss. It's been so long, how have you been?"

“I’m fine, Moore. I’ve not only found Dr. Liz, but I’ve also found two new people who will be joining us soon.”

Rick glanced at Coachella and Diane, who were intently watching the surveillance footage outside the smoke-filled, dusty weapons factory gates.

While the three of them were not paying attention to him, Rick walked out of the room and then took out a walkie-talkie and spoke.

"Hey guys, I need your help."

Upon hearing Rick's words, the two frowned immediately, and Moore was the first to ask a question.

"Boss, are you in danger? Where are you? I'll bring everyone over to help you right away."

Upon hearing this, Rick quickly stopped Moore and gave him instructions.

"No, Mo'er, don't rush. You two can handle this. I don't trust the other four for now. I can only entrust this task to my own people."

Upon hearing this, Moore glanced at the four police officers still playing cards, exchanged a look with Daryl, and the two stealthily made their way towards the gate, away from their group of four.

After the two men realized that the four people had not noticed them, Moore asked first.

"Boss, those four are playing cards. Daryl and I have moved away from them. We're currently on the edge of the underground nuclear shelter."

"Very good, Moore, Daryl, listen up. Time is of the essence and the mission is urgent. I'll only say this once. Hidden within this underground nuclear shelter is an underground research institute, and I'm currently in the weapons factory within that institute. I need you two to meet me at the entrance to the lobby of Area A of the underground research institute without alerting the four of them. I'll give you a piece of equipment then. You just need to place this equipment in the lounge next to the entrance of the underground nuclear shelter lobby. I can't leave the weapons factory for too long right now, and this task can only be completed by you two. Understand?"

Moore immediately stood up and shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Sir, yes sir!"

"You idiot, keep your voice down!"

Daryl quickly pressed Moore's head down, then slowly stood up and looked at the four police officers not far away. When he saw that the four were still playing cards, he breathed a sigh of relief, then sat down on the ground with a thud. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glared angrily at his stupid older brother.

"Oh, oh, sorry, hahaha."

Moore quickly apologized to Rick and Daryl with a grin.

Rick had just heard Daryl shout Moor's national treasure over the walkie-talkie. He shook his head helplessly and continued to give orders to the two of them.

Are you two ready?

This time, Moore didn't speak, but Daryl said while glancing sideways at Moore.

"Rick, Moore and I are ready. Give the order."

"Very good. Now look up at the wall. Is there a ventilation duct that can accommodate a person?"

Following Rick's directions, Moore and Daryl looked and, sure enough, found a moss-covered ventilation duct opening in the thick wall.

"I saw Rick, and there was a ventilation duct opening covered in moss."

"You two work together and go through that pipe to the staff office area of ​​the underground shelter. When you're almost there, contact me via walkie-talkie, understand?"

Daryl and Moore exchanged a glance, and then Moore responded.

"Got it, Boss."

"You two be careful. If you spot a few zombies, kill them on the spot. If you find a large horde, don't get entangled with those brainless idiots. Just take another route or notify me, understand?"

"Okay, we'll be careful."

After Daryl finished speaking, he and Moore worked together to crawl into the ventilation duct. Just as they passed the duct in the staff rest area, a small creature dressed in a dirty pink baby outfit and wearing a diaper was wriggling at the ventilation duct opening not far in front of them. Below the ventilation duct opening, a male and a female zombie were waving their arms at the small creature at the duct opening and making low growls.

Moore and Daryl decided to climb over and see what was going on, but when they saw the little creature clearly, they were both terrified.