Inside the instance dungeon, Ming took a bite of the sobering peony to clear his mind. He absolutely couldn't kill the zombie this fast; he hadn't gotten his money back yet. Disabling both of its arms had already eliminated the threat it posed to him.
Now it was time to get his money back from the zombie.
"Give me my money!"
Ming handed out the prescription, demanding the 30,000 gold coins to be returned!
Return the money!
[Skill ineffective, the target is in an invulnerable state]
"!!!"
Ming froze, looking at the zombie. Sure enough, a faint golden glow emerged from its body. Thankfully, his attacks on the zombie hadn't triggered the invincibility; otherwise, things would have been more difficult.
Ming comforted himself with this thought, and his mood improved slightly. Then, the spiritual energy prescription in his right hand dissipated, turning into scattered starlight.
"Right... right..."
