Chapter 94

**Potion for Detoxification?**

The two players, who had the item in their hands, regretfully thought, "Damn, why didn't we take this out earlier?" The torment of the corpse poison had been unbearable.

They checked the number of pills in the porcelain bottle. There weren't many, and if they divided them equally among the people here, there wouldn't be any left over...

Moreover, the attributes of the pills surprised them.

"Hmm, don't look at me like that. Making this kind of thing requires a special ingredient," Ping Shizhi shook his head and said. "If you're interested, you can pay extra attention to the plants growing in the graveyard. I can help you make more."

Ping Shizhi's words made them happy. This was a good thing!

At this stage, players' resistance to poison was not high. With this item, they could avoid the worry of being poisoned. However, they seemed to have missed many plants growing in the graveyard earlier!

Moreover, those plants seemed to grow near the center of the graveyard.

"Village chief, look at how many of us there are. One pill per person might not be enough," a player said after glancing at the row of porcelain bottles on the shelf.

"That's easy. If you want more, you can buy them. Although I am the village chief, my daily livelihood depends on the clinic," Ping Shizhi smiled kindly.

The players couldn't help but roll their eyes. Relying on the clinic for a living? Who would believe that!

What could they say? The quantity was clearly limited, so they had to buy quickly!

Even if they spent all their money now, they could still make a profit by reselling. And as long as they could dig up the resilient plants growing in the graveyard, they could obtain more Detoxification Pills, a new business opportunity!

Now that they thought about it, the graveyard was a treasure trove... like the special material-producing dungeons in normal online games.

After these players pooled their money to buy all the remaining Detoxification Pills, Ping Shizhi's smile faded slightly. He silently pondered something. Although they had accepted many outsiders, they still tested them from time to time.

Not for any other reason, but because their origins were too mysterious.

"I'm here."

In the blacksmith's shop, when Zheng Chen arrived, Lin Ying's hammer clanged to the ground, almost hitting his own foot!

"Don't! You shouldn't have come!" Lin Ying's face was full of distress. The visitor was not friendly!

"Tomorrow, I plan to go out again," Zheng Chen said to Lin Xiangming.

Lin Xiangming nodded. The abnormality in the graveyard had not been publicized yet. If it could be resolved quietly, there was no need to expose it.

"Lin Ying, go to the back yard!"

"Damn, old man, am I your real son?!"

Lin Ying jumped as if he had stepped on a hot iron, but his momentum immediately weakened under the old blacksmith's glare. "Uh, don't we have a black dog... black dog blood... ouch!"

"Cough, let's go to the back yard." Seeing the curious looks of the others in the blacksmith's shop, Lin Ying said awkwardly and obediently went to the back yard with Zheng Chen. "Can we use less blood this time?"

"No, we need more this time," Zheng Chen said calmly. Lin Ying's mouth twitched violently. "Can't we find someone else?"

"You are the one who knows," Zheng Chen said calmly.

"… Big Black, come and suffer with me!" Lin Ying called to the big black dog in the back yard. The black dog, which was as strong as a calf, ran over and looked at Lin Ying with confusion and sorrow.

Later, Zheng Chen brought two large bottles of blood back to Ping Shizhi's clinic. Seeing the bottles, he was speechless. "Uh, Little Lin must have suffered a lot."

It was obvious where the blood came from.

"Half of it is dog blood."

"Oh, I see." Ping Shizhi nodded in understanding. He knew about the black dog the old blacksmith kept. It was not only strong but also very fierce at guarding the door. "Are you planning to go out tomorrow? That's a bit rushed."

"It's fine."

"Actually, you could wait a few more days. I've already notified the people from nearby villages. When they come, we can get some professionals to help solve this issue more easily," Ping Shizhi said after some consideration.

"How long will it take?"

"About a week."

"Not stable," Zheng Chen said.

Ping Shizhi hesitated. The changes in the graveyard were happening too quickly. A week was too long. "… Sigh, I'm troubling you, Little Zheng."

Back at his residence, after preparing the things he needed for the next day, Zheng Chen took a bowl of medicine to the back yard. He frowned slightly at the sight of the flying machine parked there. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but last night he seemed to have heard a faint whisper.

It wasn't Xi Ya's voice or Lei's.

Someone else!

But Zheng Chen had checked the traps he had set up nearby, and there were no signs of them being disturbed.

The next morning, Lei woke up, rubbed her eyes, and left the bedroom. By now, Zheng Chen should have already left, right?

But when she saw someone sitting in the living room, she blinked in surprise. She looked at the cloak Zheng Chen had hung up last night, which seemed to have not moved, and then back at Zheng Chen. "Not going out today?"

"No, I'm preparing to leave now," Zheng Chen shook his head, walked to the cloak, and picked it up. "Wake up Xi Ya. Go out to buy breakfast or make some. Take a walk today and wait for me to come back."

Lei nodded in confusion. Taking a walk... Since they arrived in the village, she had barely left the house because of Xi Ya. At most, she had just looked outside from the doorway.

Back at the graveyard, the gray mist had become even denser. Zheng Chen didn't approach directly but observed the surroundings. There were signs of other people's activities nearby. He came to a extinguished campfire, which was probably from yesterday.

Starting from the campfire, Zheng Chen observed the situation at the edge of the graveyard. There were only signs of people entering.

Taking out a Detoxification Pill, Zheng Chen extended his hand into the gray mist. When he pulled it back, the pill was covered with a faint black layer. It was effective!

He took out a few more pills from the porcelain bottle and strung them together, wearing them on his wrist. He walked into the gray mist-covered graveyard. The cold and damp feeling was still there... well, this was a Detoxification Pill, so it wasn't very effective against evil qi.

However, the pure white Detoxification Pill was now covered with a faint black layer, proving that it was still working, at least absorbing the corpse poison in the gray mist.

As for the evil qi, Zheng Chen took a few more pills. Although they couldn't completely prevent the evil qi, they could still provide some protection before it entered his body.

With the experience from his previous visit, Zheng Chen threw a small bottle of blood as soon as he entered. He threw a flying knife to shatter the bottle, and the blood attracted all the zombies nearby.

Zheng Chen stared at a zombie close to him. This zombie was a rotting corpse, with its flesh not completely decayed. However, the flesh on its body was showing signs of solidification, and it was moving faster.

Was it getting stronger?

After some thought, Zheng Chen took out another bottle of blood. This one contained not human blood but the blood of the black dog from Lin Ying's house.

The blood bottle flew over the gathered zombies and was shattered by a flying knife. The black dog's blood fell on the zombies, and immediately, wisps of gray mist escaped from their bodies. Although it didn't destroy them, it weakened them. However, the gray mist quickly replenished the lost gray mist, as this was their territory.

The black dog's blood was indeed effective... Ping Shizhi had mentioned that the pills to prevent evil qi contained black dog's blood.

After the experiment, Zheng Chen left before the blood lost its effect. This time, he wanted to explore areas he hadn't been to before, to see if he could find any abnormalities. Something was definitely influencing this place.

As he moved forward, Zheng Chen noticed some subtle traces, caused by brief and intense battles. He quickly observed the surroundings, on guard. The battle traces were strange.

Some were from battles with zombies, but others were chaotic and disorderly... as if someone had been swinging wildly at the air. These traces occurred before the battles with the zombies!

"…" Looking around, Zheng Chen found nothing unusual and quickened his pace. There seemed to be something unusual here.

As he patrolled, Zheng Chen ignored the plants growing along the way. The situation was unclear, and he didn't have time to collect them. Moreover, the Detoxification Pills on his wrist were already half-black, and the deeper he went into the graveyard, the faster they lost their effectiveness.

In addition to the cold and damp feeling, he also felt a numb and itchy sensation... corpse poison.

Zheng Chen took another Detoxification Pill and the numb and itchy sensation slowly subsided. The tasteless pill left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth.

Still... couldn't find anything?

Picking up a piece of torn cloth on the ground, Zheng Chen thought. The cloth was new, left by a person. Looking around, he found a few more pieces of torn cloth, not from the same person.

Those who entered here... were probably already dead.

Just as he thought this, Zheng Chen heard a different sound. Throwing the torn cloth away, he immediately ran in the direction of the sound. A person who looked like a corpse... was still alive.

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