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The other party was also a team, currently engaged in a bitter struggle with a group of zombies less than five meters from the Hospital’s outpatient building.

It seemed that because they had to divide their attention to the surrounding zombies, they were currently stuck in place, unable to advance.

With just a glance, Vikram withdrew his gaze and slowly advanced, ignoring the numerous zombies on the side.

Low-grade zombies act on instinct; they aren’t that clever.

Of course, they didn’t dare not attack due to Vikram’s physique. Seeing Vikram walking boldly, they immediately launched a wave-like assault.

"Good! Bite this ignorant fool to death!"

Seeing the zombies rush forward immediately, most people’s eyes similarly flashed with excitement, wanting to see if Vikram would still have that indifferent expression when being torn apart by countless zombies.

However, they were destined to be disappointed today.

As they eagerly tried to stick their eyes close to Vikram to watch the show, they only felt a dazzling white light erupt before them, blinding them.

"Swish, swish, swish!!"

Accompanied by the tearing sound of cold weapons cutting through flesh, upon opening their eyes again, they only saw severed limbs scattered everywhere, and many motionless zombie corpses.

Dark, thick corpse oil mixed with zombie blood was splattered all over the ground, and a foul stench immediately assailed their nostrils.

Feeling a wave of nausea in their nasal cavities, everyone slowly recovered from their shock.

Listening to the zombies’ roars, they still didn’t understand what had happened.

But everyone wasn’t foolish; in fact, they all knew that Brown Wood Shelter was willing to contribute resource points precisely to attract cannon fodder to clear out these zombies, right?

They were very clear about this, which is why few people were willing to actively step forward and enter.

Even if they hadn’t clearly seen that scene just now, they knew it was definitely done by the young man they had forced into the Hospital.

They even didn’t consider it, that it was done by the children with Vikram.

"You... Did you see clearly just now?"

"What exactly happened just now?"

The burly man who had previously stopped and tried to set a trap for Vikram asked, his eyelids trembling as he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground.

Most of the survivors present only felt a flash of white light, and the next second, the Hospital clearing had turned into this bloody scene.

"It seems that the young child made a move? I saw him retract his weapon."

Despite having an answer in their hearts, they still couldn’t believe that these zombies, which they dared not approach, were almost all dead in the blink of an eye.

The most crucial thing was that the one who did all this seemed to be the child beside the person they had been endlessly mocking before.

"Gulp!"

The slightly smarter Survivors present realized that they had seemingly provoked someone not to be trifled with, and all swallowed their saliva in fear.

On the quiet, windless Wasteland, this sound seemed a bit harsh.

Now, apart from Vikram and the children who had stepped into the Hospital, these people barely dared to move.

Although Vikram had appeared quite amiable before, no one knew if he would instantly chop them to death for a few words, just like the zombies on the ground.

This silent atmosphere was only broken when the cries for help from another group in the Hospital clearing rang out.

"Brother, I didn’t mock you before, lend me a hand, will you?"

It was Old Donk, who had just been surrounded by zombies and trapped in place. Vikram had only cleared the zombies blocking the way; at this moment, he and his team were still wrestling with the zombies.

Vikram gave Warry on his right a look, and he instantly understood, casually drawing his blade to clean up the zombies surrounding Old Donk.

Freed from the encirclement, Old Donk immediately cupped his hands in thanks, "Thank you, brother, for your help. I have nothing good on me to repay you. My subordinates and I are willing to help you explore the Hospital as repayment."

His attitude and tone were incredibly sincere, and the flattery in his eyes couldn’t be suppressed.

However, despite all the ’brother this, brother that,’ his words implied he merely wanted a free ride.

Vikram looked at him expressionlessly, and thought ’If you want to follow behind and freeload, just say so, instead of saying you’ll help me explore the Hospital.’

’If you really had the ability to help me, would I have needed to save you?’

However, Vikram only complained internally and said nothing more.

He wasn’t in a hurry to kill these people; there was a purpose to it. If they wanted to follow him, he wouldn’t just not lose out, but could also use their lives to test things out.

Giving them an indifferent glance, Vikram turned and stepped deeper into the Hospital.

Seeing that Vikram said nothing, Old Donk naturally brought his subordinates to follow closely behind.

"Damn, Old Donk is so shameless, how is that even acceptable?"

"Exactly, that kid doesn’t need help from an old geezer like you who can’t even beat zombies."

The dozen or so Survivors watching from outside the Hospital were all surprised by this scene, then grew increasingly annoyed the more they thought about it.

There were only so many resources at the resource point, and of course, whoever arrived first got the most benefits.

They were all a bunch of nobodies, and suddenly one of them latched onto a powerful figure; how could they not be jealous?

"Hey, I think that kid has a pretty good temper. He didn’t react at all even after what we said about him earlier. How about..."

As he spoke, one person pointed to Vikram, who was gradually disappearing into the Hospital entrance.

"We follow him and see?"

"No, no, that kid is so powerful. If he catches us, we’re dead."

"Tch, what are you afraid of? That kid is just a bit quicker at killing zombies. We’re so many people, are we afraid of of them?"

"At worst, escaping won’t be a problem, right?"

Among the crowd, there were smart people who knew fear, and naturally, there were also fools who still thought Vikram was just a survivor whose physique was only slightly superior to these ordinary zombies.

The ones speaking were the group of thin survivors who had previously blocked Vikram’s path, their faces now full of disdain. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The zombies at the Hospital entrance were mostly cleared, but there were still many zombies in other areas.

If they wanted to go in and explore, they naturally could only follow behind a leader.

Given Vikram’s demonstrated strength, there was no better candidate than him.

As soon as this was said, it immediately garnered everyone’s agreement.

After all, if they couldn’t even afford to eat and lacked the courage to just quietly follow behind, then they deserved to starve to death.

Thinking this, almost all the Survivors watching from outside followed him in.

The kind-faced Survivor Vikram had spoken to earlier hesitated for a moment, then also followed at the very back.

Unknown to anyone, among these people, one survivor, seeing Vikram enter so easily, had a strange glint in his eyes.

He then lowered his head and fiddled with the Survival Platform a few times, seemingly contacting someone... on the first floor lobby of the Hospital.

With Vikram’s physique, he naturally knew that the people behind him had also quietly followed.

He wasn’t annoyed by this at all; instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You yourselves chose to follow."

Ignoring the commotion behind him, Vikram focused his gaze on the scene before him.

Compared to the last exploration, this Hospital looked even more dilapidated.

Sagging ceilings, walls covered in pits and claw marks, mixed with a smell of decay and old age.

There were traces everywhere of metal being forcibly dismantled, and black, viscous blood still stained many floors.

It seemed the Yellow Sand Shelter had fought a few battles with zombies here before.

As soon as they made a slight noise, hordes of zombies began to pour out from all directions.

However, these things were basically zero threat to Vikram.

Warry’s long blades swished a few times in the wind, its movements completely invisible in the darkness. Everyone only heard the whistling of the wind, and a dozen more corpses appeared at Vikram’s feet.

Looking at the zombies still constantly pouring in from all sides, Vikram showed not a hint of annoyance; instead, an expression of relief appeared on his face.

Zombies everywhere meant that during the time he had left the Hospital, the Yellow Sand Shelter hadn’t explored it much.

That meant the medicine he wanted was very likely still there and hadn’t been taken away.

After clearing out the omnipresent zombies again, Vikram led the two women in circles on the first floor.

Strangely, they ignored all sorts of metal they passed, acting more like they were searching for something.

However, the group of people following behind them was different; wherever they went, nothing was left untouched.

Somewhat ridiculously, some even pried out a few rivets from broken wooden boards to take with them.

"Hehe, good thing that kid doesn’t know what’s valuable. So many good things, and he didn’t take a single one."

Just as they were still celebrating Vikram’s apparent foolishness, several people suddenly realized that Vikram’s figure had disappeared at some point.

"Where is he?"

"Stop picking up trash, we lost him, quickly help find him."

"This ghostly place is so dangerous, if we don’t find that kid, it’s going to be deadly."

Because they knew they were secretly following behind Vikram, they dared not get close to him, always trailing far behind.

Now that they had lost him, everyone was terrified and rushed forward to search.

Soon, they found an iron door marked ’Non-Emergency Exit’ at a corner.

Without thinking, they pushed open the iron door and saw a staircase leading downstairs.

The stairs were pitch black, and it seemed they had lost Vikram right here.

Despite the gloomy stairwell, for the sake of safely collecting and taking resources, everyone gritted their teeth and descended the stairs, hugging the wall.

Seeing some freshly dead Zombie corpses along the way, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is it."

This seemed to be the Hospital’s basement. As soon as they descended the stairs, another iron door appeared before them.

[Medicine Storage Area, Unauthorized Personnel Prohibited]

These large characters were displayed on the door.

Unlike the iron doors upstairs, this one even had a fingerprint access system.

However, since they were in the Wasteland, it was naturally already damaged.

"Medicine Storage Area?"

"So this guy was looking for this. No wonder he kept circling the first floor and didn’t go upstairs."

For some reason, after this sentence was spoken, a deathly silence suddenly fell among the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled not with fear, but with excitement that was almost overflowing.

They had originally only come for a bit of metal to trade for food to fill their stomachs.

But behind this door were all kinds of medicines.

The value of these things was much higher than metal now.

In fact, with everyone starting to cultivate, the price of most medicines was much higher than food.

Vikram hadn’t cared when they followed him to pick up scraps earlier, so if they could also collect benefits like this time...

"Just a few boxes of medicine, and we’ll be rich. With some medicine, it might even be possible to join some large shelters."

Someone in the crowd suddenly muttered this to themselves.

As soon as the words fell, the excitement in everyone’s eyes instantly turned into determination.