Chapter 324 Infection Game [III] Unchanged Number of Zombies

Persephone's expression froze, and she felt something was wrong. She glanced at the brown bear behind the gray rabbit, and cursed the rabbit in her heart for taking advantage of the power of others. But since the other party had come to her, she had to be prepared. She couldn't be like the white tiger, who not only exposed his identity but also lost the antidote. What was even more tragic was that she lost another subordinate.

Brown Bear played with the two bottles of antidote in his hand, followed behind Gray Rabbit, and listened to his admirers analyzing the current situation for him. When he heard the key points, he nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing the brown bear leave, the white tiger staggered to the member who was vomiting blood, looked at the man with blood all over his mouth falling to the ground, and reached out to his breath with trembling fingers, then suddenly retracted them, with hope in his eyes. He looked around and called out loudly: "He can still be saved, someone come! Doctor! Doctor..."

Sakakibara glanced around. Those burly men wearing blank masks stood still, and it seemed impossible for medical staff to come. He looked at the unconscious man lying on the ground again, gritted his teeth, and walked over.

Bourbon narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the small bottle of antidote with his uninjured fingertips. The orange-red liquid rippled in the delicate glass bottle. He knew that the antidote was a key prop in this game, but he didn't know when Mingyue would find him. Would she take it by force or by wit? Thinking this in his mind, his eyes drifted to Mingyue.

Mingyue looked at the dark horse Persephone with a smile, but before Mingyue could say anything, Persephone spoke first.

"You want the antidote from me?"

"Yes, I'll give you 10 million yen."

"Oh?" Persephone's lips curled slightly. Was this a case of courtesy before force? She took the antidote bottle in her hand and played with it. "If I don't give it to you, will Mr. Brown Bear attack me?"

Mingyue blinked, seeming confused, "I think you will give it to me."

Persephone glanced at the surrounded brown bear, squatted down, and whispered, "You should already know the hidden rules."

"I think you don't want him to know this invisible rule." Mingyue quickly glanced at the brown bear Jeffrey Dahmer who was still playing with the antidote, and then looked at Persephone.

"Of course, it would be best if he never knew." Persephone's lips curled slightly, "But, I don't want to give you the antidote for the time being."

"Is it because the money is not enough, or do you have other conditions?"

Persephone chuckled, "What do you think?"

Mingyue Banyue looked at Persephone, who was wearing a black horse mask in front of her, and said, "I can't guess what conditions you want, but as Miss Persephone, who once deceived us all, the conditions you proposed should be extraordinary."

"So, as a traitor, Miss Gray Rabbit, when are you going to betray?" As she spoke, Persephone shifted her gaze to the brown bear with a playful smile on her lips.

Mingyue and Persephone's eyes converged in the air, creating intense sparks.

"I want to hear your terms."

"Before you listen to my conditions, can you answer a question for me first?"

"That depends on the question you ask and whether I know the answer." Mingyue shrugged.

After a brief thought, Persephone said seriously, "I'm sure you know the answer to this question, but I'm not sure if you will tell me the truth."

Mingyue rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "You want to ask, in the preliminaries, am I a primitive zombie?"

"Indeed, I find it pleasant to chat with you." Persephone smiled, "Then can you tell me the correct answer?"

"Are you unsure of yourself?"

After thinking for a while, Persephone lowered her voice and said, "It seems that you already know who the other original zombie is besides White Tiger."

Mingyue continued to smile without saying anything, and this attitude made Persephone gasp.

"You will always be human."

"of course."

After receiving Gray Rabbit's affirmative response, Persephone took out her own bottle of antidote, put it in Gray Rabbit's hand, and explained with a very serious expression: "I entrust you with my antidote for safekeeping. This will serve as proof of our cooperation."

"What are your conditions?" Mingyue played with the bottle of antidote in her hand.

Persephone lowered her voice and said, "I want to win, too."

"Okay, but I need more antidote, the same as yours." Mingyue shook the bottle of antidote that originally belonged to Persephone.

"Ah~" Persephone sighed, "You know most of the people here are lone rangers, and cooperation is not an easy thing."

Mingyue raised her lips slightly and said with a smile: "This depends on the beautiful, kind and eloquent sister Persephone."

"You're flattering me." Persephone looked at the black wolf in the distance, "What about them? Did you really break up?"

Persephone stared at the petite girl in front of her, but the girl wearing the gray rabbit mask just looked at her with a smile.

click-

Several silver lightning flashed across the dark clouds, dazzling and blinding.

Rumbling--

A huge thunder roared, causing waves.

Time passed by bit by bit, and there was no one left in front of the host. With the announcement of the host, the first round of the game officially ended.

However, more people are concerned about the current situation of the zombies. They are secretly calculating each other's scores in their hearts, and also estimating the scores of others.

Quailhead's eyes slowly swept across everyone's face, and he calmly announced, "The first round is over. There are now 3 zombies and 19 humans on the field."

"Hey, isn't this result the same as the rehearsal match?"

"Really? What a coincidence!"

"The result is the same, but the process is completely different." Someone glanced at the brown bear sitting on the soft chair, "Someone drank the drug, and the original zombie successfully turned a human into a zombie."

The gamblers around were talking about it.

At this moment, a steady and powerful voice sounded.

"Host, is this result correct?"

"Mr. Red Fox, do you have any objections?"

The red fox masked man raised the empty bottle in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I drank the antidote, and within 10 minutes of coming into contact with the elk housekeeper."

The elk housekeeper standing next to Mafia Karen turned to look at the red fox masked man. Under the calm surface, her heart was beating wildly. She had doubted the result, but she didn't expect him to actually drink the antidote.

But how did the red fox masked man find out that I was a primitive zombie? Could it be that the white tiger told him? The elk housekeeper lowered her eyes slightly and began to reflect on what she had done wrong.

The host looked at the man in the red fox mask and asked, "Who witnessed this incident?"

Bourbon took a half step forward without hesitation, "Me."

The evil puppeteer followed closely behind, "And me."

"Yes, the conditions are met." The host, Quail Head, nodded slightly. She stretched out a hand with her palm facing up, "Mr. Red Fox, please hand me the medicine bottle."

The man in the red fox mask didn't think twice before placing the empty antidote bottle into the host's palm.

The host, Quail Head, took the empty bottle and looked at it carefully. Then he turned to the man in the red fox mask and asked, "What does the antidote taste like?"

"It tastes like pepper water, not good." The man with the red fox mask didn't expect the host to ask this question.

But those who are attentive will remember the taste.

The man in the red fox mask looked at the host and asked in a deep voice, "Should the number of zombies change now?"

The host, Quail Head, shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "The number of zombies on the field remains the same, still three."

"Why hasn't the number of zombies changed?!" A hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the man with the red fox mask.

Could it be that the Elk Housekeeper is not a zombie? A seed of doubt was planted...

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Next chapter preview: If trust is a piece of intact glass that can withstand any impact, then suspicion is a crack on the glass, which may be only a tiny crack at first. But if there are more attacks from the outside world, the whole piece of glass will collapse.