Chapter 19

Yao Ling coldly looked at the masked man in front of her, who was wearing a windbreaker and a skull-patterned mask. With an unfriendly tone, she said, "Looking for trouble? Huh! This is the Arbitrator's territory. Want to start something?"

Just as Yao Ling finished speaking, the other轮回者 (reincarnators) around her turned their gazes towards her, all putting their weapons back on the shelves and rubbing their hands, ready to join in.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped forward to stop everyone. It was Liu Ming.

Liu Ming quickly walked up to Yao Ling and shook his head, "Forget it, Yao Ling. I think he's new."

"Hmph." Yao Ling walked past Lin Yifan with a displeased look, completely unaware of the man's true identity.

Liu Ming waved his hand, dispersing the surrounding reincarnators. His expression wasn't good either, and he said irritably, "Are you new here? Try not to cause trouble. My teammate just failed a mission and is in a bad mood."

After saying this, Liu Ming quickly caught up with Yao Ling, while the others looked at him with unfriendly expressions but didn't touch Lin Yifan.

Only after Yao Ling walked to the rest area did Lin Yifan finally breathe a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he was afraid of them, but he was afraid that Yao Ling would recognize him here.

Pulling up his hood, Lin Yifan began to browse the weapons on the shelves. The feeling was quite peculiar, with so many guns available for selection, and the people around him were from the real world, and the environment was similar, as if he were browsing a newly opened weapon store next door.

Browsing the weapon store was like browsing a bookstore.

Lin Yifan took out his phone and entered the codes of the items he wanted to buy.

Considering the post-apocalyptic background of *High School of the Dead*, Lin Yifan bought a lightweight bulletproof vest, tactical gloves, wrist guards, knee guards, a military backpack, a tactical flashlight, and a survival kit.

After buying the necessary accessories, Lin Yifan started to select firearms.

For firearms like the AK-47 or M4, Lin Yifan thought they were unnecessary.

The AK-47 never jams, but it also never hits. When you pick it up, it just goes "tututu," making you feel like an African uncle.

The main issue is that the gun is too long and inconvenient to carry, and the recoil is significant. A burst of fire sounds like fireworks, and zombies can hear it from far away.

The M4 can be equipped with a silencer and a tactical flashlight, but Lin Yifan always felt it was unsatisfactory, mainly because it was inconvenient to carry.

Lin Yifan wanted something short and compact with plenty of ammunition, and most importantly, the bullet caliber didn't need to be too large, so he could carry more bullets.

After all, in *High School of the Dead*, even a nail gun can kill zombies.

Lin Yifan scanned the other weapon racks. There were also sci-fi guns, but the prices were beyond his means, and using such sci-fi rifles to fight zombies felt like using a cannon to swat a mosquito.

Finally, Lin Yifan's gaze fell on the gun hanging at the counter.

The P90 submachine gun! Compact and easy to conceal, with a 50-round magazine, it was perfect for close-quarters combat.

"Boss, check out, and add that P90 to my cart." Pointing to the P90 on the wall, Lin Yifan pushed his phone to the weapon store owner.

The weapon store owner smiled and took the phone with both hands, "Sure, sure!"

"Tactical set? Sir, the items you bought come as a package deal, including a SEAL knife, all for a thousand yuan. Additionally, we offer a P90 package, which includes a tactical flashlight, a silencer, and six magazines with 300 rounds of ammunition, all for two thousand yuan. Thank you for your purchase."

Lin Yifan was taken aback but finally nodded. The boss quickly pushed a whole set of items in front of him.

Seeing the pile of equipment in front of him, Lin Yifan couldn't carry it all and had to put it on directly.

Putting on the protective gear, he picked up the compact P90 submachine gun with a 50-round magazine, which felt quite heavy in his hand.

Just as he finished putting on the gear and turned around, he saw Yao Ling approaching with a crude long sword, looking as if she wanted to kill him.

Scared, he took a few steps back, but then saw Yao Ling pass by him and place the long sword on the table, "Boss, check out, and upgrade my sword and knife skills to C level."

"Hey, little girl, are you going to chop someone?" The weapon store owner laughed and took Yao Ling's phone to check out.

Yao Ling gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, "If I ever meet him, I'll definitely tear that bastard to pieces!"

Lin Yifan, who was walking, shuddered and fell onto the weapon rack.

Yao Ling turned her head and glared at him, "Stop!"

Lin Yifan, loaded with equipment, stood up and turned around, feigning calm, "Miss, do you need something?"

"Take off the mask." Yao Ling's eyes were fixed on Lin Yifan.

"What for?" Lin Yifan continued to play dumb.

Lin Yifan hadn't expected Yao Ling to stay in the weapon store for so long. After a round trip, he had taken a shower and returned, but Yao Ling and the others were still there.

Seeing Yao Ling reach for the long sword on the counter, she said in a low voice, "Boss, help me upgrade my sword and knife skills!"

"Hey, hey, hey, let's talk it out. Beating someone to death is fine, but not in my store!" The weapon store owner waved his hands, not wanting any trouble.

Sweating, Lin Yifan, still wearing the mask, took a few steps back, unsure what Yao Ling was up to.

Laughing nervously, Lin Yifan raised his hand to signal Yao Ling to stop, "We have no grudges, what are you trying to do?"

"What are you trying to do? Newcomer, do you think you can fool me?" Yao Ling gritted her teeth, wanting to tear Lin Yifan apart.

Just as Lin Yifan was about to run, Liu Ming emerged from the side of the shelf and blocked his way, "Hey, hey, hey, newcomer, don't be in a hurry to leave. Let's have a cup of tea first."

Seeing his identity exposed, Lin Yifan shrugged and took off the mask, "How did I get exposed?"

At this moment, Yao Ling stuck her long sword into the ground and pointed at Lin Yifan's phone, "Your phone is too obvious. A new face appearing in District 13 couldn't help but raise my suspicions. Captain Liu, am I right? Newcomers will definitely come to the weapon store, so we just waited."

Liu Ming smiled bitterly, "Alright, Yao Ling, you win. We really did catch this newcomer."

"Turns out you were waiting for me? Now that you've caught me, what do you want to do?" Lin Yifan took a fighting stance.

But Yao Ling threw the long sword aside and walked over, pressing her hand on Lin Yifan's shoulder, "Nothing, it's not convenient to talk here."

"Come on, newcomer, we really are inviting you for tea. Please." Liu Ming grinned and pointed to the door, not looking like he was there to cause trouble.

Hesitating for a moment, Lin Yifan had no choice but to follow the two to the adjacent lounge.

Led by Liu Ming, the three entered a private room, and Lin Yifan remained vigilant, avoiding any ambush.

Seeing Lin Yifan's suspicious look, Liu Ming chuckled, "Relax, this is Infinite City. We don't want to risk being locked up for beating you up. If we really wanted to kill you, we'd have to wait until the cycle."

"Oh?" Lin Yifan was somewhat curious.

Sitting on the sofa, Yao Ling propped her chin up and said calmly, "You can try pointing a gun at us."

Stunned, Lin Yifan did as Yao Ling said and pointed the gun at Liu Ming.

"Fuck!"

Lin Yifan's head jerked back, and he covered his eyes, which were streaming with tears. When he raised the gun at Liu Ming, a strong light flashed in his eyes, nearly blinding him.

"There's a protection mechanism here. You can act freely in Infinite City. But once you enter the cycle, it's a different story." Yao Ling played with a small knife in her hand, her tone neutral.

Taking the tissue Liu Ming handed him, Lin Yifan wiped his eyes and sat on the sofa, looking at the two with confusion, "So, you don't hate me?"

Yao Ling stuck the small knife into the table and leaned her face close to Lin Yifan's, "Of course I hate you. You tricked us."

Looking at Yao Ling's face, Lin Yifan suddenly recalled that day when he performed CPR on her.

Yao Ling, originally cold, gradually blushed as she stared at Lin Yifan for a long time. Her eyes involuntarily looked at Lin Yifan's lips, and the memory of that kiss came back to her.

"Hmph!" Yao Ling coldly snorted, leaned back on the sofa, and blushed, avoiding Lin Yifan's gaze.

Liu Ming, seeing the two's small actions, couldn't help but laugh, drawing a terrifying look from Yao Ling.

Liu Ming shrank his neck and coughed, "Cough, cough, let's drop that topic. The tasks of reincarnators are often forced. We understand. You must have received some special mission, newcomer."

Hearing Liu Ming not suspect his identity and even imagining he had received a different mission, Lin Yifan naturally went along with it, "Yes, I just entered the cycle and didn't know anything. I told you that at the time."

"Oh! I remember, when you first came in, you asked us if we were capturing Sadako. We didn't take it seriously." Liu Ming slapped his head, looking enlightened.

Looking at the two, Yao Ling was still sulking, while Liu Ming showed no anger and was quite happy. It seemed they had been acting all along.

Liu Ming walked to the center of the table and bought a pot of Longjing tea. Soon, the Longjing tea and three cups rose from the center of the table.

"Come, come, come, have some tea. I actually want to thank you." Liu Ming warmly poured a cup of tea for Lin Yifan, his smile genuine.

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