The Vein

As Shane left the Toxic Zombie section, the door slammed shut behind him, and he took out a canteen from his inventory, splashing cool water over his face and clothes, washing away the toxic residue that clung stubbornly to his gear.

"Whew… That was dangerous…" Shane muttered as he really felt that he was about to succumb to the poison.

He then looked up to see Ibrahim, Tieria, and the others, who had damp scarves covering their noses and mouths as a precaution.

'Right… There's that method.' Shane mused.

"Are you alright?" Ibrahim asked. Concern was evident in his voice as he eyed the sludgy water that pooled at Shane's feet.

Shane gave a weary nod. "I'm good. But don't even think about going in there without full Poison Immunity, or you'll end up like one of those Toxic Zombies yourself."

He only had Poison Resistance and not Immunity, so he didn't dare to stay longer in that place.