Zombie blood

The last number was just counted by Sheriff, and he suddenly felt his body becoming numb. He was shocked and couldn't believe what was happening. When did this happen? How could he lose consciousness in his body?

"Is it because of that wound just now? Did you put some anesthetic on the knife?" Sheriff couldn't help but think back and realized that the only contact he had with Waldo was when he got cut by the knife.

Looking at the gradually weakening Sheriff, Waldo finally smiled. "You're not dumb."

Sheriff sneered, not afraid at all. "So what? I can recover quickly! A mere anesthetic won't stop me. In a matter of seconds, I can absorb it!"

Waldo slowly removed his combat helmet. "When did I say it was an anesthetic?"

Sheriff's face stiffened. It was true; Waldo never explicitly stated that it was an anesthetic. It was Sheriff who assumed that it was a paralyzing agent.