An hour and a half later, in the Core Area of Raccoon City, it was still that six-story building, but what was different was that the ground near the building was now piled with the corpses of Prototype Tyrants, and it was no longer silent.
The dull sound of flesh colliding continued to echo around. Zhang Yanhang gripped forcefully with his fingers, ripping out the considerably damaged heart of a Prototype Tyrant and tossing it aside.
After losing its heart, massive gushes of red blood surged from the chest of the Prototype Tyrant. Its attacks not only slowed but also became weak and feeble. Still, it stubbornly executed the Death Claw Skill.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yanhang grabbed the massive claw of the Prototype Tyrant’s right arm and, with an overhead throw, slammed the creature hard onto the ground. Then with a twist and a yank of his hands, a sound of splintering bones resounded as he tore the Tyrant’s right arm off directly.
The Prototype Tyrant, now missing its right arm, seemed to want to struggle to its feet, but Zhang Yanhang pulled out his M4A1 rifle and fired a burst at its head. Accompanied by the gunfire, the Tyrant’s already grotesque head became even more hideous, but it seemed it would no longer have to worry about that issue, as Zhang Yanhang heard the kill confirmation tone.
[Successfully killed a Second-tier One-star Monster ’T-001 Prototype Tyrant (Common)’ ×1, Soul points +30.]
"Finally dealt with the last Prototype Tyrant. I’m so tired, really exhausted," Zhang Yanhang said after hearing the kill confirmation tone and slumped down, sitting on the corpse of the Prototype Tyrant.
Previously, when Zhang Yanhang was clearing the Middle Layer, facing just one or two Prototype Tyrants, he had to expend a great deal of Physical Strength to deal with them, let alone now, when there were no fewer than twenty of them.
Although Zhang Yanhang was able to stealthily eliminate a few Prototype Tyrants each time, doing so drained a massive amount of his Energy Value. After four rounds of sneak attacks, his Energy Value was completely emptied, and he even had to drink two small Magic Recovery Potions during the process.
Fortunately, after four rounds of sneak attacks, there were only five Tyrants left, barely within the range he could handle head-on, and just now, he had been fighting with the last of those five Prototype Tyrants.
"Why am I working so hard? Wouldn’t it be better to slow down? Is it the urgency because the Transmission Channel will close in five hours? But I’m really exhausted."
While speaking, Zhang Yanhang stuffed a Green Medicine Grass into his mouth. Besides restoring Life Value, Green Medicine Grass could also speed up the recovery of Physical Strength, so although it was scarce, it was better than nothing.
After lying on the cold ground stained with Zombie blood for a short while, Zhang Yanhang got back up. There was a Treasure Box dropped by a Prototype Tyrant that he hadn’t had time to pick up during the fight, and now he wanted to retrieve it.
After picking up the Treasure Box, Zhang Yanhang took out a sofa from his Waist Bag, placed it on the ground, and laid down, starting to recover his Energy Value by practicing Limitless Universe Skill. He had been entirely out of Spiritual Energy just before.
The feeling of lacking Spiritual Energy was unpleasant, and the most direct side effect was that without the nourishment of Spiritual Energy on his body, coupled with the substantial Physical Strength he had expended, he felt even hungrier.
"But I absolutely refuse to savor the canned thick soup; I can go back in just the last five hours."
If Zhang Yanhang could achieve a Promotion to Second Tier, he wouldn’t have to worry about eating, but unfortunately, the Promotion to Second Tier would have to wait until next time. He really didn’t have the strength to fight the Tracker any longer.
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An hour later, in the Core Area of Raccoon City, at the Police Department.
After practicing Limitless Universe Skill for a bit to somewhat recover his Energy Value, Zhang Yanhang then cleared out the remaining Zombies and Lickers and other Monsters in the Core Area. After ensuring the entire Core Area was devoid of any Monsters, he confidently entered the Police Department.
Walking in the lobby of the Police Department, Zhang Yanhang suddenly remembered something, "Now that I’ve cleared the Outer Zone, the Middle Layer, and the Core Area, does that mean I’ve cleaned up the entire above-ground part of Raccoon City?"
"I’ve finally achieved this little goal before leaving the Ashen World; it wasn’t easy."
Zhang Yanhang silently reflected for a moment, then turned into a room used for storing firearms and ammunition. His visit to the Police Department wasn’t to clear out an Umbrella Company branch; he was just there to pick up some supplies.
Zhang Yanhang had already planned his next cleaning operation. He intended to first head to the sewers and take out the Gamma Type Hunters there. Once the sewers were cleared, he would go clean the Umbrella Company branch in Raccoon City, and only then would he tackle the Tracker.
But the last two steps were something he would have time for only on his next visit to the Ashen World. Zhang Yanhang now had only four hours left, at most just enough time to partially clear the sewers of Raccoon City, and he might not even finish, as the sewers stretched under the entire city. Cleaning the sewers would be like navigating through the whole city underground again.
Although Zhang Yanhang’s Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil could reach over two hundred meters through dirt and rock, preventing him from getting lost in the sewers, the journey would still be just as long.
In addition, he had to clear Zombies and Gamma Type Hunters along the way, so in four hours, he most likely wouldn’t be able to clear the entire sewer system. He would probably only manage to clear a portion before returning to the Main World.
Zhang Yanhang thought about the sewer problem, all the while packing his Waist Bag. With plenty of space in his bag, he loaded all kinds of guns and ammunition from the room into it, roughly gathering several tens of thousands of bullets and several boxes of grenades. Unfortunately, there were no rocket launchers or Grenade Guns here.
"The Raccoon City Police Department’s armory is so poor, just these few things. It feels like it’s not even better than the gun stores outside," Zhang Yanhang muttered.
He had already sensed the entire Police Department with Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil earlier; this armory was the only place with weapons, without any secret compartments like in the games.
Because of this, Zhang Yanhang felt even more strongly that the Police Department was impoverished. At least in the games, there were weapons like Grenade Guns, but this armory only had some standard rifles and submachine guns, at best, in addition to handguns that Zhang Yanhang disliked even more, such as the M1911 and Glock.