"No, we can't go to the study room!" At this moment, Jiang Ning suddenly had a bright idea: "What if this is a trap?"

“The zombies in the early stages don’t have that much destructive power. The private study rooms have iron security windows and doors,” Cheng Sui countered. “Even if it’s bait, if the zombies surround the study room, we’ll have enough time to get there and rescue Xiaoxue.”

“But the person behind this is a human, right?” Jiang Ning looked at Shi Yin: “Yin Yin, you’re looking for living people, not zombies.”

"What?" Cheng Sui's mind went blank for a moment.

Wasn't the zombie apocalypse caused by meteorite radiation?

Both the Doomsday Intelligence Agency and the official authorities have subtly informed the people that the radiation disaster caused by the meteorite will turn some people into zombies.

As for the zombie virus, there are various speculations, mostly that it is the result of a country reaping what it sowed, or that the virus leaked from a laboratory.

The government has neither refuted nor denied the rumors, which is tantamount to tacitly accepting them.

But now, what does Jiang Ning mean?

This person is from Yanlong Kingdom, and he is at this school!

Doesn't that mean this virus... didn't come from Milica, but was originally from the Yanlong Kingdom? How is that possible?

“Yinyin, the way you are now is so different from what I knew, but I can be sure that you are you.” Jiang Ning said seriously, “So you must have experienced things I can’t even imagine, so every place you appear in must be extraordinary.”

"You're so capable, yet you arrived here so quietly. If you're certain that the source has already been dealt with, how could you still be lurking here?"

“If they need to resort to tricks, it means the other party is also cunning, so it definitely can’t be a zombie,” Jiang Ning said. “The current zombies can’t break through the iron gate, but what if the mastermind behind this school is a human and just uses tools?”

While a private study room may seem sturdy and safe to hide inside, it also blocks any escape route. Once a gap appears, one is like a caged bird with no way to escape.

"Go to the information building." Shi Yin didn't object, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Wen Jinxue isn't a saint, she's well-behaved, and she's not the type to do anything reckless. She's just someone to keep around as an accessory, someone to protect her casually.

However, if she were to leave it alone in the study room, not to mention what the mastermind behind this incident might do, even if someone else in the school saw it and had malicious intentions, and used tools to pry open the door, Wen Jinxue would be powerless to do anything about it.

The school is in a state of chaos now. Human nature can drive some people to do anything for resources. Even if Wen Jinxue says she has nothing, some people probably wouldn't believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

The consequences of refusing to open the door under any circumstances are probably not good. If something goes wrong, Yin will have to rush back, which will waste time.

Wen Jinxue has an older brother who is a national genius hacker. Shi Yin must absolutely ensure the fighting spirit of the nation's main force.

What's more... she still owes Wen Jinxue five yuan.

Jump out the window; this is the back of the dormitory, where there are relatively fewer zombies.

The two berserkers that Wen Jinxue and the others had initially seen had disappeared, and they didn't know if the one they killed in the dormitory was one of the berserkers they had seen.

Perhaps because most of the zombies had just been deployed to attack dormitory 302, when Shi Yin and the other two jumped down from the building, there were hardly any zombies around, and an eerie silence fell over the area.

"Sister Yin, we've successfully hacked into your IT department's computers and the central monitoring system." Ye Shaoheng reported in the Doomsday Phonetic Symbols' central monitoring room. "We've granted all permissions; you can operate the system at the console at any time."

"Keep an eye out for any suspicious individuals." Shi Yin pressed down on the earpiece hidden under her long hair in her right ear: "If you find any manipulators or berserkers, you can let me know, and I'll go and take care of them."

【yes!】

"roar--"

As soon as Shi Yin finished speaking and hung up the communication on his headset, a low growl came from not far ahead.

Looking up, I saw that it really was a berserker.

Judging from the berserker's appearance, he seemed somewhat confused, trying hard to make out something in front of him. Not far ahead, three or four girls were walking together. With a low growl from the berserker, all of them stiffened in unison, and were all drenched in sweat.

A girl swallowed hard and cautiously turned her head back.

"ah---!"

A scream pierced the sky, and the faces of the people around immediately turned ugly. The people who had been moving cautiously to avoid attracting attention suddenly took off and scattered in all directions.

The mentally challenged brute, amidst the screams, finally snapped out of his daze and charged towards the girls.

This berserker looks particularly tall, suggesting he must have trained before his death. His two pectoral muscles are incredibly muscular, and he is at least 4 meters tall. It's clear he was a man over 1.85 meters tall who loved fitness.

At this moment, the boy's muscles bulged like stones, and beneath his blood-red muscles and skin were bluish-gray blood vessels. His roar was deafening and chilling.

A woman's scream and a berserker's roar immediately drew the attention of the scattered ordinary zombies.

In reality, early-stage zombies have much weaker reaction abilities than humans. Simple sounds alone are not enough for a zombie to determine that the person in front of it is a human.

But this can't be screaming!

Anyone who isn't deaf can spot you; the frequency is different, immediately locking onto this area and causing the zombies to converge here.

The girls who were surrounded, some of them were holding sticks and others were holding stools. They could barely deal with ordinary zombies, but dealing with berserkers was simply a pipe dream.

Both the ragester and the manipulator must be professionally trained, and require the cooperation of fully armed soldiers and police to deal with them. They each have their own fatal weaknesses, but how many ordinary people have such skills?

The 4-meter-tall berserker caught up with a person in just two or three steps, its large hand about to strike and grab them.

A bench slammed down on the berserker with a loud bang.

The bench bounced off and fell to the ground, breaking off a leg, but the berserker wasn't even left with a mark; instead, he seemed to have been aroused to fight back.

It let go of the person who was about to be caught, turned its head, locked onto the person who hit it with the stool, and strode forward, twice as fast as before.

It’s over!

"Run!" The person who was using the stool to attract the zombies' attention shouted as she ran. Her face was pale, but her voice was loud, as if she was trying her best to attract the attention of all the zombies.

She actually wanted to sacrifice herself to create an opportunity for her companions.

Unfortunately, her short legs, barely a meter long, couldn't compare to the other person's long legs, which were over two meters long. Seeing that she was about to be caught, the person resigned himself to his fate, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and trembled all over, hoping that the pain would be less when he was bitten.

Can I have general anesthesia...?

The expected pain did not come; instead, a few drops of cold liquid splashed onto her face.

The person sitting on the ground opened their eyes in a daze. The masked woman stood in front of them, blood flowing down the blade and dripping onto the ground, making her look like a god of death.

"That's good, you have courage. If you're interested, you can join the army."