"Yeah~ Let Alan do it"

Ming, covered in the bloody clothes of a chainsaw maniac, smiled and faced the zombie, throwing stinky mud at it. He wouldn't use weapons on it before stripping it off, as breaking its clothes would require exclusive repair and identification, which would cost an extra exclusive repair card.

After all, saving resources was the foundation of getting rich. Moreover, he didn't have an exclusive repair card, so he couldn't afford to damage the zombie's clothes.

The zombie in front of him had already become visible, and in three minutes it would regain its invisibility if not engaged in combat. Ming throwing stinky mud at it could be considered a mild form of attack.

Regardless of whether it was considered an attack, the zombie was now covered in stinky mud. Furthermore, this zombie wouldn't initiate close combat but only lay bombs. However, its skills were currently on cooldown, leaving it to dodge stinky mud balls.

Ming handed over a prescription.