A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse - CH 171

Chapter 171 – Caught (3)

There was a boy standing in the cage. He looked like a high schooler. At most, he only looked old enough to be a freshman in college. Dressed in gym clothes, he looked like he could have just finished gym class if not for how dirty his clothes were and the big hole in his pants. He was wearing famous brand name sneakers that were originally white, but were now stained and dirtied to a gray color.

His expression was tense, and his face was paler than white paper. It wasn’t hot outside, and the cave was even cooler. And yet, his face was covered in sweat.

He was choosing a weapon from the wooden table. There was a gun, a one-foot long knife, and a two-meter long anti-riot fork with a strange shape.

He chose the gun without hesitation.

There was a burly man by the table. Seeing that the boy chose the gun, he loaded the gun with bullets and handed it to him.

The boy tightly held onto the gun like he was grasping onto his life. He retreated to a corner of the cage and waited with his back against the metal bars. His chest was violently heaving as he took deep breaths. His face was even paler than before.

A few people brought a cage with a zombie onto the stage and pushed the cage into the other side of the fighting cage.

It was rare for the zombie to see so many living people, and it frantically threw itself against the cage door.

Amidst the roaring and banging sound from the zombie, the boy looked at the crazy crowd below.

The burly man immediately noticed his look and asked him, “Do you want to quit? It’s not too late to regret it now.”

As it turned out, participation in the cage fights were voluntary.

Although he was scared, the boy said, “No, I have to earn money.”

Seeing that he wasn’t going to change his mind, the burly man left the metal cage, closed the door, stood on the platform, and shouted, “I’ll say it again. This is a C. He’s killed two zombies. Anyone else want to place a bet? Do it now. It’s about to start!”

From below, there was a wave of cheers and whistles.

There were two waiters registering and collecting casino tokens in the crowd. Countless people were wildly placing bets.

The burly man waited until the chaos below had passed before walking to the side and picking up a metal rod that was the length of a javelin. He stretched the metal rod into the fighting cage and gently pushed open the metal bolt on the zombie cage.

With a click, the door to the zombie cage sprung open. The zombie had already seen the boy. It jumped out of the cage and went straight for him.

The boy shot the gun, but he missed completely. The zombie was unscathed.

The sound of the shot echoed for a while in the stone cavern. As if stimulated by the sound of the shot, the crowd boiled over in cheers, screams, and curses.

The boy tried his best to calm down. He supported his right wrist with his left hand and shot again before the zombie got to him. His aim was true, and he shot the zombie in the head.

The zombie fell down at the boy’s feet and no longer moved.

The boy finally relaxed. He dropped down on his knees and wept in joy.

The crowd below was going crazy. The winners were shouting in happiness.

One of the losers swore, “Why did you shoot so fast? You made me lose!”

The burly man walked over and opened the fighting cage. The boy jubilantly came out.

The burly man put a large stack of casino tokens into a bag and gave it to the boy. The boy held the bag to his chest and was on cloud nine. He got off the stage and left.

He left, but the game wasn’t over.

On the stage, the burly man said, “The third game is about to start. This time, the fighter is a D, and he’s never killed a zombie. This is the last game of the night. Hurry up and place your bets!

An emaciated man in his forties was brought into the fighting cage.

He looked at the weapons and looked hesitant.

Bei Nuan thought; what was there to hesitate? He should definitely choose the gun. It was the best weapon of the three choices.

The emaciated man looked like he had never used a gun before and didn’t seem confident. He picked up the gun and put it down several times. He couldn’t make up his mind.

However, in the end, he still chose the gun. Even from her spot, Bei Nuan could see that he was trembling as he handed the gun to the burly man.

The burly man saw how scared he was and asked, “Do you want to quit?”

The emaciated man hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still shook his head.

Bei Nuan thought; this guy looks like he’s about to topple over. How can he kill a zombie?

As if accepting his fate, the emaciated man walked over the fighting cage and raised the gun even as he couldn’t stop himself from shaking.

The zombie cage was brought up and into the fighting cage. As soon as the cage door opened, the zombie rushed out in a threatening posture. The crowd below screamed.

As soon as the zombie came out, the man trembled and shot twice.

The zombie was too far away, and the man was trembling too much. He missed both times, and he was out of bullets. The man turned to run.

The cage was only as big as a room. There wasn’t much space to run, and the zombie ran faster than the man. In a few seconds, the zombie caught up to the man, pounced on him, and started chomping down.

The stimulating scene stirred up the crowd below even more, and they wildly shouted.

A casino staff came onto the platform and shot the man and the zombie, ending the chaos.

The audience below enthusiastically discussed their wins and losses. On the stage, someone entered the cage, dragged out the man and the zombie, and cleaned up the chaotic scene.

Bei Nuan understood now. They were going to send her into the cage to fight a zombie.