A Great Loss for Heiyu

"Che!"

When the superfunction bombard was over, Xing Feng was the first one to rush to Yun Che. His eyes reddened when he saw Yun Che's burned forearm. Xing Feng's hands were too stiff to move.

"I'm OK. Just got burned. I'll scrape off the scab later."

Yun Che's forearm was stiffened. He gasped and touched his charred skin. He did have put out the fire right after the psychological zombie was killed, but it was no regular fire, it was more powerful as it was superfunction fire, just like gold-attribute bullets worked better on zombies than regular bullets.

"Really? You're scorched! Che, this is the first time you get injured. How do you feel?"

It was supposed to be a joke, but Zhou Zeyu, the one who made the joke, wore a dead serious look on the face. Not just him, everybody's eyes were fixed on Yun Che's burned forearm as if they were resenting it.

"Whaaaat? I heard you're injured, master. What a surprise! Let me have a look. This is most unprecedented. Well, well, you're indeed scorched. Hmm, where does that smell of barbecue come from? Let me have a taste!"

"Heiyu!"

Here came Heiyu's inopportune sarcasm. To accommodate to the surroundings, he shrank into the size of a puppy. When he saw Yun Che's injured forearm, instead of feeling bad, he got all excited. He even tried to lick it, but got called off. Xing Feng pulled Yun Che into his arms and gave Heiyu a glare.

"Knock it off, Heiyu."

This was definitely not the right time to horse around. All people in Chaoyang and Peak were in a terrible mood because of Yun Che's injury.

Although being criticized, Heiyu still sounded righteous. "Why? Give me a little credit! Am I that undependable?"

"Yes, very!" Everybody thought.

Although no one said anything, their eyes conveyed the same message. Heiyu was frustrated. He leaned over to Yun Che in discouragement. "Even you don't believe me?"

Aww, look at his poor face and twinkling eyes.

"Come on, Heiyu, say what you gonna say. We need to clear the remaining zombies as quickly as possible."

Yun Che had strong willpower, yet the scald genuinely hurt. He wasn't really in the mood for fun.

"Zombies, zombies, zombies! What? You don't want your arm?"

Heiyu quit messing around after hearing Yun Che say so, then looked up and darted a sulky look at him. All of a sudden, he rubbed his belly with his forepaw. Everybody was shocked by what they saw: Heiyu's belly had turned transparent. All kinds of stuff loaded his belly up, and people had never seen most of the stuff before. What took up most of the space were boxes and boxes of energy bars, which stunned everybody. "So is his belly some sort of Space as well?"

"Here, apply it on your arm. It's for skin-caring."

Heiyu muttered and threw a kid's palm-sized blue shell to Yun Che. He realized that he disclosed something when he noticed everybody look at him with mouth agape. Heiyu rubbed his belly again to make it normal. Yun Che was first to regain his wits. "I was wondering why so many the energy bars in my Space were gone, it turns out you've got your own Space."

Yun Che was considerably annoyed. He actually thought about getting him an energy bar manufacturing machine previously because the stock ran out so quickly. But it turned out that the jerk hadn't eaten that many, he just stocked them all up.

"W-What Space? Something wrong with your eyes. That's all the stuff that I ate."

Heiyu was still in denial. It was really shameless of him.

"Um, Heiyu, I saw quite a lot of weapons in your Space. Look, our machetes have gotten all blunt, how about you give us some new ones?"

The energy bars didn't really matter. Zhou Zeyu obsequiously hugged Heiyu's neck, as he noticed the weapons in his Space. Those should be the good stuff or else Heiyu wouldn't put them together with his beloved energy bars.

"Yeah, Heiyu, we're bros, don't keep the good stuff to yourself, you don't use them anyway. Come on, new weapons for everybody."

Not just Zhou Zeyu, Lu Haixuan, too, leaned over with a fawning smile on the face. Others didn't do or say anything but judging by the looks on their faces, they were on the same page with Zhou and Lu. Now it was their chance to rip the cheap bastard off. And they all saw how deadly Yun Che's black blade was, they all knew how helpful it was to own a premium weapon. But where to get a nice weapon? Well, there was the arsenal right in Heiyu's belly.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? Peasants against the rich? Get lost! Those are my hard-earned collections, why should I give them to you? New weapons for everybody? Do you take me for a tycoon or something? Shoo! Don't even think about it."

Heiyu was worked up all of a sudden. He tried to shake Zhou Zeyu and Lu Haixuan off but was unable to, as he was in puppy form. Seeing Heiyu struggle, everybody swarmed upon him.

"Master, help!"

Heiyu cried for help beneath the crowd. Yun Che had wrapped them all up with the air membrane, or else the noise would surely draw the zombies here.

"Ahem. Heiyu, I'm injured, remember? Mush as I want to help, I can't. So, uh, make sure Captain Xing gets a new weapon, too."

"Noooo! Master, you're such a jerk!"

Hearing Yun Che's cold, gloating voice, Heiyu howled in despair. Xing Feng sat down with Yun Che, took out a bottle of water to rinse his arm, and skillfully disinfected the burn with alcohol wipes. In the end, he opened the shell that they got from Heiyu, suddenly, the mix of the strong smell of medicine and the light fragrance of flower infused their noses. The translucent green ointment inside the shell seemed valuable.

"Oh, it feels so good. The pain is gone. Heiyu does keep the good stuff to himself."

As soon as the ointment touched the burn, Yun Che felt so much better. What surprised them more was, when Xing Feng applied it on the entire burn, Yun Che's charred skin started to heal. Yun Che tentatively poked it, the surface wasn't hard anymore. So it indeed was skin-caring stuff, a quite magical kind.

"Do you think we should join them?"

With the blue shell in hand, Xing Feng took an insinuating glance at the jolly crowd over there. The ointment was sublime and Heiyu must have got more good stuff.

"Next time I think. It's super painful for a mingy guy like Heiyu to share his stuff. Today, he's gonna suffer a great loss, let's cut him some slack."

That said, Yun Che had already been thinking about how to rip Heiyu off. Xing Feng saw Yun Che through right away. He just nodded. "OK. Up to you."

In the end, Heiyu reluctantly gave everybody a new, handy weapon. The entire Peak was used to blade apart from Jiang Shang who chose a chain whip. Ye Xingcheng got a crossbow, Rui Shen a blade and Yang Huaien a sword. Yu Wenqing got the coolest weapon, an extendable halberd. Xing Feng got nothing because Heiyu decided to act like he got amnesia. These were already too much for him.

"All right, you've got your weapons, go try them out. More than ten level-3 zombies remain, the rest are all under level 3. Let's make it quick!"

Defeated by Heiyu's poor little eyes, Yun Che sternly gave the order. With new weapons in hand, the guys were buffed up and charged at the zombies. Heiyu turned his grievance into anger. He expanded, pounced at the zombies, swept the zombies pack by pack, awing all superfunction possessors.

"Shit, it feels so good to chop off the head of a level-2 zombie with one hit."

"Feel like I'm killing level-0 zombies again."

"Damn, it feels so good. I'm so thrilled!"

The weapons from Heiyu were indeed destructive. Even the seemingly rusty edge could cut a zombie's head in half without effort. Ever since an overall level-up for zombies, they hadn't had the killing-zombie-is-like-cutting-fruits experience for a long time. The best part was, the edge wouldn't get blunt. Although these weren't as sharp as Yun Che's blade, which wouldn't even get blood on it when cutting a zombie, being blunt-proof was awesome enough. Everybody was psyched, even Zhan Yafei quit using sand superfunction. With the long blade in hand, she engaged the zombies in melee combat.

"It looks like we need speed things up as well."

Yun Che and Xing Feng made eye contact and smiled when dealing with level-3 zombies. They pressed the superfunction strikes. Due to their frenzied attack, all zombies outside the main building were wiped out. Without taking a break, they split up to clear the nearby buildings. By 1 pm, the entire research institute was clear.

It wasn't a tragic battle. Only a few superfunction possessors died, plus less than 30 casualties. The numbers were way less heart-rending than yesterday. The only unexpected thing was, Yun Che got injured.

After the fight, the beat-up team gathered in the hall of the main building with clothes and hair covered in stinking blood. Mo Wenyang summoned water to clean everybody up, space superfunction possessor got the spare clothes out. Everyone tidied themselves up in silence and tended the wounded. After all was done, they sat down and started eating.

"What's up with Heiyu?"

Mo Wenyang the freeloader came unasked again. Curious about why Heiyu slumped on the ground, he nudged Xing Feng who was feeding Yun Che. Mo was really unused to Heiyu being melancholy.

"Feeling bad for his loss."

Yun Che answered with a smug look on the face. Being ripped off would be a traumatizing experience for Heiyu, as he generally was the one who ripped others off.

"Uhhh, what?"

What Yun Che said just confused Mo Wenyang more. He hurriedly held up the food box and started gorging when Heiyu gave him a sullen glower. He intended to mess with neither the home-guarding beast nor the god beast.