Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1206 - 79: Crazy Vending Machine

Chapter 1206: Chapter 79: Crazy Vending Machine

"Stay in the bus and don’t wander off; I’ll be back in five minutes," Tang Zheng placed the Rifle on the seat, got off the Bus, and though his walking was a bit limping due to a severe injury in his right calf, no one dared to underestimate him, "Tao Ran, take good care of Song Xin."

"I’ll come with you," Liu Man said with a smile, and as soon as Tang Zheng got off the bus, she quickly followed to support his arm.

"No need, just sit quietly and conserve your energy. Remember to report in time if you find anything," Tang Zheng waved his hand in refusal, not only because he needed a spy who would report back, but he also did not want Liu Man to know about the secret of the Vending Machine.

Perhaps because it was past working hours, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and with the spread of the Biochemical Virus and the collapse of several states, the American economy was also in a severe depression. A few black men squatted on the street corner, unconcernedly smoking marijuana, as a Suit-clad white-collar man passed by, one black man grabbed his arm and dragged him to the wall to extort him.

The moment Tang Zheng’s gaze swept over, one of the black men cursed at him, telling him to scram and flashing a knife.

Tang Zheng curled his lip, lifted his jacket slightly, and the Handgun on his waist became visible. The black man immediately backed off and shifted his gaze elsewhere.

"Wait, I’ll come with you," Susan, who was alone on the bus and couldn’t stand the stares of others, followed him.

In Tang Zheng’s mind, Susan’s chances of returning alive were slim, so he couldn’t be bothered to reject her, plus he needed a scout to keep watch. He bit into a Hot dog, found it disgusting, and threw it in the nearby trash can.

Susan ran up to Tang Zheng and clung to his arm,

Turning the street corner, Tang Zheng saw the Vending Machine standing by the roadside thirty meters away. A curly-haired woman in a leopard print mini skirt was leaning against it smoking, her skirt barely covering her buttocks, with two purple Silk stockings on her legs.

"It’s a prostitute," Susan muttered, hugging Tang Zheng tighter.

"Stay here." Ten meters away, Tang Zheng shrugged off Susan’s arm and approached the Vending Machine. The curly-haired woman, taken aback, then put on a professional smile and approached Tang Zheng.

"Sir, are you free tonight?" The curly-haired woman put her right hand on Tang Zheng’s shoulder and hooked her left finger at her neckline, revealing a bit of her Chest.

"Leave," Tang Zheng frowned, handed out ten US dollars, and waved her away impatiently, but the curly-haired woman took this as an invitation to cling onto his arm.

"Do you want to die?" Tang Zheng glared at the curly-haired woman, and smoothly drew out his Straight Knife, placing it against her throat.

The cool blade made the curly-haired woman shiver and left her afraid to answer, fearing a careless move might cut her throat.

"Leave!" Tang Zheng withdrew the Straight Knife, glanced behind the Vending Machine, took out ten Coins, and stuffed them into the coin slot, randomly choosing a cold drink. After waiting for the curly-haired woman to walk away, he smashed his fist against the Vending Machine three times.

No change occurred, leaving Tang Zheng disappointed. Just as he was about to leave but saw Susan waiting for him, he decided to insert more coins to buy another bottle of drink. This time, he kicked it instead of using his hands.

Tang Zheng bent down to pick up the drink, and when he looked up, he was stunned as the full-face of the Vending Machine initially displayed a rotating Cube logo, which then disappeared and began refreshing heaps of data. After five seconds, it settled on five major categories.

Tang Zheng’s finger tapped on the "Assistance" category which almost instantly displayed a dazzling list of items in Chinese characters, very user-friendly.

"Finally, it’s here," Tang Zheng suppressed his overwhelming excitement, quickly touched the options, and the operation was similar to using a Wristwatch. In just five seconds, he had found the Recovery Medications.

"Rapid Recovery Elixir, Level A medication, immediate wound repair upon use, now on special sale, only 500 Points."

A small bottle spun on the screen, presented for the customer’s view from all angles, but Tang Zheng was not impulsively buying it, instead, he checked his remaining Points.

"Something’s not right. Last round, I should have had more than a dozen Seeds left. Why does it only show one Golden Seed? Although the Points are slightly more."

Tang Zheng was puzzled, the Trojan provided no hints, and some Vending Machines in the game sold Equipment, often at discounted prices, but the Points had to be earned in the current round; previous accumulations were not allowed.

"Don’t understand." Tang Zheng paid the Points and bought two bottles of Rapid Recovery Elixir. Ting tong, the bottles rolled out, seeing that they were only the size of a palm and could barely take five sips, he cursed under his breath for being swindled.

"The Trojan’s cheap deals are indeed troublesome." Unscrewing the cap, a green, viscous liquid appeared, its pungent smell almost made Tang Zheng vomit his lunch. Even Susan, who was watching from ten meters away, covered her nose and mouth because it was just too stinky.

"The Trojan’s evil taste still hasn’t changed," Tang Zheng gulped down a sip, and immediately his calf pain eased. He lifted his trouser leg and saw the wound healing, but it soon stopped as the potion was not enough, prompting him to take another gulp.

The wound scabbed over, peeled off, and new skin emerged.

"Not bad," Tang Zheng jumped on one foot, unaffected, "let’s buy more."

Tang Zheng was ready to spend all his Points. Healing medicine naturally came first; a thousand-Point Emergency First Aid Kit, which now only sold for six hundred Points, would be a regret not to buy. He then checked the Biochemical medications and found there were antiviral agents that, regardless of the type of Zombies bitten, drinking a bottle would prevent turning into one.