Chapitre 19: The Plan to Deal with the Smoker, Set Off For The Machinery Factory!
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
"So you're saying that there's actually another special type of zombie in this area…"
After hearing Monica's words, Johnson nodded slightly and started thinking to himself.
"Yes. I only found out about it after hearing about it from other survivors. I heard that there is a zombie with a long tongue in this area. It's known as the Smoker, able to tie people up using its tongue."
"I heard that a survivor was even dragged away by its tongue!"
Monica said as her face turned paler. She seemed to be very afraid.
Johnson narrowed his eyes and checked the system shop.
He now had more than 1,000 points. If he could come up with a countermeasure in advance and purchase the corresponding blueprints needed, he would be able to save quite a few points!
For Johnson, his points were as important as life.
Thus, for any matter concerning his points, he did not dare to be careless.
If possible, he would always aim to leave some points to ensure his safety.
After all, the sudden appearance of special zombies like the Hunter could happen again.
He had to be on guard.
After poring in the system shop for more than half a day, Johnson finally found a suitable item.
At least, he felt that it was the best tool to deal with the Smoker.
[Geocentric Gravity Enhancement Device] — 400 points
The effect was to intensify gravitational force to stabilize oneself after activation. As such, no external force could forcefully drag the device user away.
In that case, there was no need for him to worry about the Smoker.
If he wanted to buy the finished product, he would need 800 points, but the blueprint only required 400 points.
For Johnson, it was better to spend 400 points to buy the blueprint and prepare in advance.
Johnson took out the blueprint of the [Geocentric Gravity Enhancement Device] from his Backpack and laid it on the Mechanic's workbench.
On the other hand, Monica ran back to the side of the bed and continued to her purification job.
She knew that she needed to rely on Johnson to survive, so she would try her best to be "useful". At the very least, she would do what she could.
About ten minutes later, Johnson looked up and spoke to Monica,
"Monica, help me prepare a bag of food and water. I need to go out."
"Ah? Why?" Monica was slightly stunned. She looked up at Johnson, looking a little panicked.
"I need to find some materials to make some equipment," Johnson said as he continued staring at the blueprints.
"Master, can't I go with you?"
Monica was pulling a long face. She didn't really want to be separated from Johnson, be it for safety or security reasons.
Johnson shook his head.
"All the zombies nearby have been cleaned up. There shouldn't be any problems. I'll leave a gun for you, so you can practice more when you have time.
There's also plenty of food here. If there's no other choice, you can hide on the roof. It's safer than moving with me."
After hearing Johnson's words, Monica could only helplessly nod.
As much as she wanted to go outside with Johnson, there was nothing she could do since he didn't want to take her.
If he continued to insist, Johnson might feel annoyed instead.
After preparing the supplies Johnson needed, Johnson left the small electromagnetic pistol to Monica and taught her how to aim and shoot.
"You can find an empty water bottle to practice your marksmanship… Just don't break my workbench."
Johnson was halfway through his sentence when he remembered that Monica shots all flew into the sky previously. He could not help but add.
Monica had obviously thought of that scene too. She blushed and nodded.
The two waved goodbye to each other.
Looking at Johnson's back view, Monica swore in her heart.
When Johnson returned, she would become a more reliable partner to him!
...
After leaving the factory, Johnson headed to the department store to retrieve a map of the locale.
After all, he was not from this world and the memories the previous host left behind were limited. It would be more convenient if he had a map.
By the time he came out after retrieving the map, he discovered that Monica had already closed the door of the factory.
Looking around him, the streets were all filled with zombie corpses.
Johnson frowned lightly.
Maybe he could drive a bulldozer back and push the corpses away.
There was a huge pile of corpses at the entrance of his "home". Anyone who saw this would be in a bad mood.
Johnson made a mental note of this before unfurling the map and setting off.
The streets were filled with a desolate aura. After all, all the zombies in the area had been cleaned up. This sort of desolation and coldness was what every normal person in this world actually wanted to see.
Johnson kept an eye on the street as he moved forward to prevent any sudden attacks from zombies.
Although he still wanted to continue trawling through the system store, it was not at his base now. Safety was the most important thing.
After about ten minutes of walking, Johnson finally spotted an abandoned car.
The driver's window was broken and the hood of the car was lifted up.
It seemed that the previous owner of this car had encountered some trouble and fled in a panic.
One glance was enough for Johnson to immediately understand.
As for why he termed the phrase 'previous owner'…
…It was because this car belonged to Johnson now.
Although it looked like it had broken down, for a Mechanic, such a small problem could be easily solved.
He raised his hands and casually moved his fingers in the air.
Then, the parts in the hood of the car moved, reassembled, and fixed themselves as Johnson willed it.
There were only a few minor problems with the car, but none of the components were damaged, so Johnson didn't need any materials to repair it.
Half a minute later, the car returned to its original state.
Of course, other than the smashed car window.
Mechanics were not Mages, so he could not perform a miracle of reverting objects to their prior states.
Johnson got into the driver's seat. The keys were still there, as expected.
He gently turned the key and the engine let out a buzzing sound. The car immediately started up.
He floored the accelerator and the car shot out like an arrow.
Johnson was heading west of the city now. It was a long way off, but if he had a car…
He would arrive in two hours!
Johnson's map was spread out on the passenger seat.
A conspicuous red circle was drawn on the map.
Elvis' Machinery Factory!
There should be a lot of good stuff there that Johnson could use.
-- Cadeau
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