Chapter 1607 - 903: The Power of the Medicine (Part 2)
Otherwise, if the Zombie Attraction Potion accidentally splashed onto the Helicopter, they’d be in big trouble; this Zombie Attraction Potion had very strong adhesion and an extremely pungent smell.
Third Uncle held the Zombie Attraction Potion wrapped in a protective sleeve, slowly opened the sleeve, and took the potion out from inside.
Pop!
Third Uncle opened the cap of the Zombie Attraction Potion.
A thick, foul stench drifted out of the glass test tube.
This smell was exactly what the Zombie Attraction Potion gave off.
"Give me the thermos!" Third Uncle said to Ant beside him.
At the same time he handed the protective sleeve to him and took the thermos from Ant’s hand.
Steady!
The opened Zombie Attraction Potion was steadily placed into the thermos.
The Helicopter was at twenty-five hundred meters up in the sky, and the wind was strong.
If they just threw the Zombie Attraction Potion down directly, it was too light and would easily be blown far away by the wind, and then it wouldn’t achieve its purpose.
The thermos was fairly heavy; with the Zombie Attraction Potion inside, throwing it down wouldn’t let the wind blow it too far.
Third Uncle only put the lid on the thermos and gave it a slight twist, but didn’t screw it tight, so that when it fell, the medicine inside could spill onto the ground.
"Open the cabin door!" Third Uncle said to Ant.
Ant immediately unfastened his seatbelt, then yanked the cabin door open with a bang.
The wind outside blasted into the cabin at once, whipping Third Uncle and the others’ clothes so they flapped violently.
Third Uncle gripped the thermos with one hand and shielded the lid with the other, to keep it from being blown off by the wind.
The next second.
Third Uncle held the thermos outside the cabin, loosened his hand, and the thermos dropped straight down.
The thermos disappeared into the night, plummeting toward the ground.
"Circle around and take a look." Third Uncle said to Jackals.
Hearing this, Jackals ended the Helicopter’s hover and began flying around the scam compound.
The scam compound.
Amid the rubble of a collapsed building, the thermos smashed down here.
Clang!
The outer shell of the thermos hit the cement, making a loud noise.
The thermos lid popped off instantly, and the Zombie Attraction Potion inside slid out, landing on the ground a meter away.
Crack!
The test tube holding the Zombie Attraction Potion shattered from the impact, and some of the medicine spilled out.
The blackish-red potion had a strong smell, which spread with the night wind, drifting farther and farther away.
The noise of the thermos falling drew the attention of a few people beside this building.
They were exactly the ones who had just run out from the basement to go block the gaps in the wall.
"Did you hear that?"
"Sounds like it came from that pile of building debris behind us."
"Let’s go see what’s going on."
"Forget it, we’ve still got things to do. We gotta hurry up and plug those gaps in the wall. There are too many breaches; it’s not something we can fix in a short time."
"I’ll go take a look."
....
This curious man walked to that scrapped building, swept his flashlight over the construction waste, and didn’t notice anything unusual.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly caught a strong stench of rot mixed with blood, enough to make someone gag.
He sniffed, then walked toward the source of the smell.
Stopping in front of a broken concrete slab, he shone his flashlight onto it and saw a patch of blackish-red bloodstains and some glass shards.
He picked up a shard stained with the medicine and muttered, "What the hell is this?"
He brought it close to his nose and sniffed; it was disgusting.
He quickly dropped the shard, but as he did, his thumb accidentally got a bit of the medicine on it.
Seeing this, he frowned, then habitually wiped it on his clothes, only to realize after wiping that this stuff stank like hell.
To him, it was just blood—blood that had been sitting there for a long time, since it carried a rich metallic reek of blood.
"Shit!"
"Don’t know which bastard likes messing with this kind of crap, what bad luck!" He spat on the ground, then shone his flashlight at his thumb.
The medicine on his thumb still hadn’t wiped off; it clung there like glue, faintly releasing that foul stench.
In Jinmu compound, eating people wasn’t anything rare; in periods of extreme drought, sometimes they’d even kill people just to drink blood.
In this perverse compound, many people had unusual hobbies, so he figured this was just someone else’s stored blood.
Unable to wipe off the mark on his thumb and no longer in the mood to keep searching, he hurriedly ran toward the wall.
Just as he ran off, the wind gusted, blew that thermos off the trash pile, and knocked it to the ground.
No one paid attention to it, and no one came over to check.
Even if someone did come check, they wouldn’t care.
In Jinmu compound, dust was everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of burning charcoal, mixed with a foul stench and the reek of gunpowder.
They didn’t realize that the foul stench was coming from the Zombie Attraction Potion; they thought it was just the smell of corpses from dead people.
After the man with the medicine on his thumb ran to the wall, the smell from his thumb was extremely strong. At such close range, it made the people around him frown and say, "Why do you reek so bad?"
The man’s eyes widened as he cursed, "You’re the one who stinks."
And that was the end of it.
They had no idea such a thing as the Zombie Attraction Potion even existed, nor could they imagine that this tiny bottle of medicine could unleash such terrifying power.