Chapter 25: Changing Weapons

A few hours later, Lin Yi stood amidst the ruins of the small town, clutching the Abyss Sword, whose durability was critically low. After a series of bloody battles, he had finally managed to slay most of the infected.

Seeing the sun about to set, Lin Yi stowed the notched and dulled Abyss Sword into his personal space.

Although this weapon had accompanied him for three days and had become battered and broken, Lin Yi felt no disdain for it.

He let out a soft sigh, intending to find someone to repair the Abyss Sword once he returned to the Reincarnation Paradise.

In the later stages, even if he didn't keep it in his personal space, it would serve as a memento.

On the system interface, Lin Yi's contribution points in the "Patriotic Association" had grown from 800 to 8,500.

It was enough for Lin Yi to exchange for [Adrenaline].

After stowing the Abyss Sword, Lin Yi took out Sherlock's Cane-Sword.

The appearance of this cane-sword was exquisite and elegant, looking almost like a piece of art.

The shaft was crafted from precious wood, feeling warm and delicate to the touch.

The color-changing gemstone at the top was even more dazzling, as if it contained an endless, mysterious power.

Lin Yi gripped the shaft lightly and slowly drew out the sharp blade hidden within.

In stark contrast to the unadorned appearance of the Abyss Sword, Sherlock's Cane-Sword displayed extreme splendor and refinement in its details.

The blade was engraved with complex and magnificent patterns, every inch revealing the craftsman's superb skill and profound heritage.

These patterns not only enhanced the beauty of the cane-sword but also, to some extent, heightened its sense of mystery and majesty.

Despite its ornate appearance, its practicality was not compromised in the slightest.

The blade was forged from rare metals, shimmering with a cold light that conveyed an indestructible texture.

As Lin Yi held the cane-sword, he immediately felt a heavy weight in his hand.

Compared to the Abyss Sword, which now felt like a toy sword, the weight of the cane-sword was quite exaggerated.

By the time he returned to the manor, the sky had already grown dark.

Lin Yi stood at the main gate of the manor, covered in blood and looking quite disheveled.

The two security guards at the gate froze upon seeing this, their brains seemingly stalling for a moment.

Seeing this, Lin Yi shouted a few times helplessly, finally bringing the two guards back to their senses.

They hurried forward to open the gate for him, gesturing for him to enter quickly.

Just as Lin Yi was about to enter the manor, one of the security guards suddenly spoke: "Wait a moment, we need to check your body for any wounds."

Hearing this request, Lin Yi understood that this was the manor's rule, intended for everyone's safety.

Thus, he stopped in his tracks, allowing the two security guards to inspect his body thoroughly.

The two guards meticulously checked every inch of Lin Yi's skin, and only after confirming that there were no wounds on him did they breathe a sigh of relief and let him pass.

Dragging his exhausted body, Lin Yi arrived once again at the location of the Faction Shop.

This time, his arrival did not attract the attention of the surrounding guards; he was already considered a familiar face.

Walking deep into the warehouse, the old man of the Faction Shop was sitting leisurely in a chair, holding a bowl of instant noodles, savoring the delicious meal while listening to the news on the radio.

He seemed completely indifferent to the disaster unfolding outside the manor, focusing only on his own small life.

Seeing Lin Yi enter, the old man looked up, his gaze landing on Lin Yi's blood-stained clothes.

His mouth twitched slightly, appearing somewhat disgusted, but more so surprised.

"Ahem! You kid, can't you change your clothes before coming here?" the old man said somewhat dissatisfied, his noodles pausing mid-air.

Lin Yi shrugged helplessly. "I was too lazy to go back and change. I'll change after I get my stuff."

He spoke casually, but the old man could sense a hint of exhaustion and urgency in his words.

Seeing this, the old man pulled out a list and signaled for Lin Yi to quickly choose the supplies he wanted so as not to delay his meal.

Lin Yi quickly scanned the items on the list and tapped a few times to close the exchange interface.

After confirming the required supplies, the old man rolled his eyes, seemingly dissatisfied with Lin Yi's choices, but he still turned and walked into the depths of the warehouse.

A moment later, he emerged carrying the supplies Lin Yi needed, panting as he placed them in front of him.

Aside from the mandatory [Adrenaline], Lin Yi had exchanged all his contribution points for high-explosive grenades, landmines, and C4 explosives.

Lin Yi already had a plan in mind: if he encountered an insurmountable enemy while heading to Tokyo Bay, he intended to use these explosives to take the opponent down with him.

Ever since the day he began practicing martial arts, Lin Yi had been prepared to die alongside his enemies; this time, it was simply happening within a derivative world.

"Be careful on your way." The old man seemed somewhat helpless, but he still pushed the items toward Lin Yi.

The moment he pushed the items over, he secretly slipped an emergency medical potion to Lin Yi.

"I have high hopes for you, kid. Remember to come back alive."

The old man's words carried a complex emotion, as if he had already foreseen the danger Lin Yi was about to face.

"Mm, if I can survive, I will come back."

Lin Yi silently accepted the old man's gift and stowed everything into his personal space.

In this world influenced by the Reincarnation Paradise, NPCs rationalized the existence of personal space, and the surrounding guards turned a blind eye to it.

Returning to the villa, the hall was quiet, with only the busy figures of a few service staff members.

As Lin Yi pushed open the door, two maids immediately came forward, inquiring with concern if he needed help.

He waved his hand slightly to indicate he was fine and walked straight toward the bedroom.

His exhausted body desperately needed the baptism of a hot bath. Lin Yi stripped off his dust- and blood-stained clothes and immersed himself in the warm water.

The hot water washed over every inch of his skin, carrying away the fatigue and tension of the day.

After bathing, Lin Yi pressed the call button by his bedside, asking a maid to prepare some food.

After a full day of fighting and traveling, he was already famished and in urgent need of replenishment.

Soon, the meal was delivered to his room.

Lin Yi sat by the window, enjoying the delicious food while watching the busy crowds outside the villa.

The city outside the window had become dilapidated, with only a few scattered places still lit.

Lin Yi knew that the city had completely fallen; the infected were everywhere, constantly eroding every corner of this world.

Before long, the entire world would belong to the infected.

After finishing his meal, Lin Yi took the Abyss Sword out of his personal space, carefully wiping the blood and dirt from the blade.

As the blood and dirt vanished, the Abyss Sword's blade once again revealed its rightful, cold luster.

Seeing that it was late, Lin Yi finally turned off the lights and fell into a peaceful sleep.

(End of Chapter)